Mr. Bruce Murray took another sip from his champagne, ignoring the impatient look on his son's face. It had been thirty minutes since Kelvin arrived at the mansion after he was summoned by his father, yet his father had his attention pinned on a program he wasn't listening to."Dad, are you going to keep tormenting me with silence? I have been sitting here for about half an hour and you haven't said a thing." Kelvin complained, doing his best to mask his feelings.Mr. Bruce Murray raised his champagne glass for a refill, and his male servant, Arthur, rushed towards him to fill his glasses. Kelvin looked on as his father took a more calculated sip without taking his eyes off the program. He sighed and held his head in his hands with his elbows resting on his thighs. He was already going through a lot and didn't want to add his father's case to it.After what seemed like an eternity, Mr. Murray placed his half-empty glasses on the golden stool beside him, tilting his head towards hi

Chris wobbled along the dimly lit hallway dragging Cara along with him.Cara struggled to get free from him, but couldn't. She was certain she had heard the voice before but couldn't point out where. She kept her head bent for fear of being faced with a nightmare of having sēx with someone she knows. It was better she only imagined she knew the man than to truly recognize him.She used her free hand to wipe off the lone tear running down her over-painted cheeks. There was no need to cry, none of her tears had ever worked, especially when the men were this drunk.She pulled down her black leathered skirt which hung tightly to her buttocks and left nothing to the imagination. These had been the provocative wears she was always forced to wear, in attracting men who patronize the factory.Chris pulled Cara roughly as he barged into an empty room. The only light in the room was the one emanating from a table lamp.Chris grinned and pushed Cara to the bed carelessly, all he wanted was t