I had my suspicions.
My office is not a place open for anyone to get into, and aside from Gab, my best friend and most trusted man, there was only the company secretary, an old lady, who used to be my dad’s secretary ever since he started the business, Heidi Buscemi. Then there are the cleaners who would come before and after my working hours to tidy up my room while I am not around and the whole floor, according to their tasks. I don’t even know their names or their faces since I haven’t seen them, but I know there are people under my company's payroll to clean the whole building.
I had not ruled out Gab to be among the people to have done such betrayal, but I was hoping deep within me he wasn’t. When he came forward, I was too tempted to cut his head the way he had offered. I was still furious when I heard his confessions b
Skye’s POVI felt like I was trapped in a box. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even breathe. My words were soundless despite the feeling of my sore throat and aching neck from screaming.“Stop! Stop! Stop!”I could see the woman swaying her hands to defend her body from the non-stop stabbing of someone in front of her. The attacker’s back was to my face and all I could see was his movement from behind and the woman’s horrified and extremely pained face. She was looking at me with a plea not to come out from where she told me to hide until help comes to save us.Then, I saw my dad smiling at me while he was tied to a chair. But not too long after a man walked passed by him and after saying some inaud
I tried to gather every bit of strength I had in me to respond to Marco. But I felt like I was tied with invisible ropes so tightly. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I heard the excitement in Marco’s voice as well as the immense despair and sadness they bore so I tried even harder. Alas, all I managed to do was open my eyes. I did not want to even blink in fear of not being able to open them again. However, all I could see was the white ceiling above the bed I was lying on to. I couldn’t even focus to listen to my surroundings in order to keep my mind awake because I wanted to tell Marco not to be too sad, but before I could do so, I felt Marco’s hand loosen its hold on mine and his presence left my side. I panicked. I wanted to call him to stay by my side, at least hold my hand and let my fears go away. But I could only hear a woman’s voice talking to me. I didn’t even understand what the woman was saying. Another wave of indescribable fear encompassed me horrifyingly. The sounds
“Is this all a dream?” I asked my dad.I looked around. Everything seemed so real.The weather. The surroundings. Not a thing was weird or out of the ordinary. But something was off. I could tell something was different but no matter how hard I tried to point it out, I just couldn’t. So I asked dad. I looked straight into his eyes.“Dad?” I called with indescribable feelings of mixed fear, wonder, and comfort. All at the same time. All like one. I have always known his eyes to be blue, Pure Blue, but now, I can see them as Sky Blue. And they seemed warmer to look at. I got lost in his eyes but his answer woke me up and brought me back from my wandering thoughts.“This is not a dream, Sweetie. This is a part of y
Marco’s POVI returned to Skye’s side as soon as I got back to my rest house. I told Naomi I will be the one to watch Skye overnight so she could get some rest and replace me when I need to go. I took a quick shower and brought my food to Skye’s room and I had my eyes on her, hoping she would wake up soon. I never want to miss that moment. But even after I had my meal, nothing changed in Skye’s condition. Naomi told me that not long after I left, Skye returned to her unresponsive state. Hopefully, her body was just adjusting and getting her system ready to resume its work and functions. I was excited to witness that moment happening. And I wanted to assure Skye she was safe in her surroundings. I stood next to an open window to blow the smoke of my cigarette out of the room with my back to the wall next to it and I watched Skye sleeping on the bed. She hasn’t made even the slightest move ever since I sent Naomi away to her room to rest, but I was not losing hope. Skye is a woman. I
I did as I told her.I did not leave Skye on her own aside from attending to her personal hygiene-related matters. They were all done by Naomi. From giving her baths, changing her clothes, and especially when she had her menstrual period that month. I was willing to do all of them without malice or complaints, but I am not equipped with knowledge on what to do, so I had to permanently hire Naomi to be Skye’s personal nurse. I asked for Naomi’s assistance until Skye’s full recovery and the old lady did not make me ask about it more than once.“Why not?” Naomi answered when I asked her. “It’s not like you are asking me to do my job and duty for free, so yes, of course, I will stay until you want and need me or my services,” she added, chuckling.I was b
We, which means me feeding Skye and eating my meal at the same time, had our dinner without Naomi and Gab coming back to our tables to continue their meals. And I helped Skye return to our room by pushing her wheelchair from the hotel restaurant to our suites. As usual, she was unresponsive to anything happening around her but I kept talking to her. I would discuss this and that whenever we are together despite knowing she won’t say anything in return. I would tell her my thoughts about things and plans for business and almost everything. When we arrived at our suites, I wiped her teeth with dental wet tissue since she could not do the regular routine of brushing her teeth. I washed her feet and helped her to bed but not without talking about everything I wished to tell her. But in a fun way as I wished to provoke her to respond to me this way. “Didn’t you ask me before if I am homosexual? Tonight, I am going to prove to you that I am not. Although I would love to make it more than
“On your knees!” I ordered firmly at the woman’s greeting. “Crawl on your way here,” I added, pointing at the space in between my feet. The woman did not seem bothered at how I was responding to her sultry way of entering my room. She even swayed her hips like a cat walking its way to me. The flirty smile on her beautiful face never fading even when she passed by Skye and saw the person was looking right back at her. “Don’t look at her. Your eyes are not allowed to even glance at her. Do you understand?” I warned the courtesan. It was not because I did not want the prostitute to see Skye, that I did not want her to, it was because I did not want Skye to feel any more discomfort than the fact that there was a stranger in the room with us. I leaned back on the headboard and put my hands behind my head, fingers interlocked but my eyes flew passed the woman who was now fondling my hot rod sensually. My sight landed on Skye’s face. I could not help the guilt creeping into my mind as I
I pulled my girth out of her pussy hole and like a flash I jumped from my spot to above my cock into the whore’s mouth. “I told you to shut the fuck up!”I groaned in irritation as she got on my nerves too deeply. I wanted her to choke on my rod. I pulled her head to fit my comfortable position and fucked her with fury.“That's way much better! Fucking. Better!”I growled as I wiped her drool all over her face. “Aren't you dripping wet, huh?!” I sneered as her saliva, sweat, and tears mixed with her makeup messing her whole face. My words were replied with gulking sounds of her mouth being filled and drilled by my rock-hard cock.“If there is anyone I wish to enjoy when I make love to; it's not going to be you!”I am not sure if the woman would even understand any word that I was saying because I could feel my orgasm swaying its way out of my veins, and I was eager to reach my peak, so I was groaning and grunting as I rocked my pelvis on her face.“Not a drop of my cum shall slip o