LOVE, LUST AND REVENGE (2)

A few weeks later.

Soon, the season of winter reached. White blankets of snow began covering the trees, ground and houses. The sky was damp from the previous heavy stormy rain. The snow was now whalebone-white and the battering squalls were awful. Winter's lacerating hurricanes and whining winds had come and gone, leaving a terrible calmness. The bleak skies were depressing with an unholy mixture of shale-grey clouds. The night and shimmering moon fell on the silhouettes underneath.

"He is dead....buried deep" Some men were gathered, putting on black coats.

"Boss will not be happy with this news" One of the men professed, his tone of voice conflicted "You fucking let those bitches of a journalist get news of this?"

The men were sheathed in their coats mumbling under the harsh weight of the snow. Their boots crunched through the powdered snow and the smell of damp pine trees made the air feel fresh and clean. A cluster of ice crystals was also falling from the cloud. Yet again, melancholy filled their surrounding.

"Let's separate before they arrive" Someone suggested and in no time, they were out of the scene. Under the oak tree, the sight of a huge hunch down the ground came to view. From the underground, a pair of black boots mysteriously stirred.

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Inside a condo. The apartment room was not too large or small. Just a flawless size for a traveller.

From the entrance of the room, one could already tell it belonged to a female. Lightning ropes were hanging around every corner of the sitting room. By the right side, a fish home was set on the desk, occupied with a snow globe.

Amidst that, the mouth-watering masterpiece aroma was seemingly coming from the kitchen. 

There was a young beautiful woman, She had a sculpted figure which was twine-thin. Her waist was tapered and she had a burnished complexion. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes. Her delicate ears framed a button nose. A set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed as she blew gently on the braised stir-fry and mushroom pork stir-fry on the pan, her red painted nails looking enticing on the spoon. Perhaps, because her moon shadow-brown hair was getting in the way, she tied them to a messy bun.

"Smells nice but I wanna eat you" Two sets of cold hands were encircled around her waist. Surprised, Rebecca flinched.

"I want to eat you" The man drew her ass to him and groaned. He leaned closer and fanned his hot breath on her ear. Rebecca gulped and blinked rapidly, a lump stuck in her throat. She aimlessly tried to focus on the meal she was preparing.

"W...why are you here? A..Adrain please....leave" 

His lips curled upward in a sinister smile "I don't agree with the breakup"

Rebecca rolled her eyes "Your opinion was never induced...I got bored of the stuff between us and besides, I know you are fucking other women...there's nothing special about me"

Adrian pinched the corner of her waist and placed his head in the crook of her neck. That intimacy got Rebecca's heart beating fast. She wishes she could kill this man. He wanted to manipulate her once again and if she wasn't careful, she would fall.

"Panties and a thin singlet....who are you trying to seduce here? The wall? Or the fishes in the water?" His voice spelt sarcasm. His hands roamed under her singlet and squeezed her full b**bs.

"Ah.....Adrian, I am cooking...please. How did you get in and it's none of your fucking business if I wore just a panty or even if I was naked?" She questioned. The hand holding the frying spoon began to shake when he suddenly spanked her butt.

"Becca, you have no say in this issue...I will only let you go when I get bored of you" His cold voice and his roaming hands brought butterflies to her stomach. She must have made a mistake by casually putting just her panty and a singlet on. But it wasn't her fault too. Who would have thought that this psychopath man would barge into her house and demand sex? What was in his head? 

"Adrain, please...I am not in the mood, don't do anything foolish like last time...I still have to resume work tonight...." For the first time, Rebecca begged and she wanted to bite her tongue out for doing so.

Adrain stepped back a little. His blue eyes twinkled as he stared at her pure back.

"I won't force you" He declared "But I'll still eat you"

Astonished, Rebecca turned to face him but the minute that happened, she was carried up and taken out of the kitchen. Thankfully, she had turned the cooker off.

"You petty soul reaper...I thought you said you wouldn't force me" Rebecca frowned and instantly complained. Adrain threw her straight on the sofa and pinned her between the sofa and himself. His cold eyes darkened and bored hard into hers "Don't challenge me ever again...I won't force you because you will comply"

"Adrain stop this madness....you are totally out of your mind. You are from that dark world whereas I live in the lighter one. We are like piano keys...ahhhhhh" He bit her lips and..............let your imagination run wild.

An hour after, Rebecca lazily rose from the sofa, her back aching. She glared at the man leaning languidly by the wall, holding a cigarette between his two skilled fingers. As if telepathically, when she looked at him, he happened to have been staring at her and had a deep thought in his mind. He puffed a circle of smoke from his sexy thin lips and winked at her.

Rebecca quickly took her gaze back and scowled "Fuck you" She cussed.

As soon as she finished cursing, her slim waist was gripped unto. Adrain easily held her in his arms. He leaned down and whispered to her ear "I am your man, always make known of that and when you feel like seducing someone...you shouldn't do that to the wall, you can always call me"

He bit on her ear and smelled her ivory rose fragrance. His mind could not leave her soft pink sexy lips. Whenever he kissed them, they took him high. Though he had a certain reason for having her in his life, those lips were bewitching. Even now, he couldn't stop kissing them. He pulled her closer and ravaged her lips. He was also wild when kissing her but as he thought, she was moreover reciprocating the kiss.

"Adrain...let's stop here," She told and propelled him away "I still have to work, there seems to have been some accident downtown"

The man patted her hair lovingly and caressed her chin. He pecked the lips as he just couldn't bare to be apart from them.

"Hmmm Adrain stop please...you'll make me late" She cried "We were only apart for three days and you are been like this. Are you so addicted to sex?"

"No, I just get the urge to come over and fuck you" He shamelessly muttered, "At first I came over to spend the night with you since your words soothe me sometimes....who knew I'd be met with a woman whose pussy was visible and shaking around like some shut?"

Rebecca narrowed her eyes and blushed "ADRAIN!!" 

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Reporter One: There's been a mystery riot of cases...one after the other, men are found under this oak tree. Some say, it's a new killer in town but the real problem was...why these men? The last three who were killed coincidentally have the same tattoo mark...The Cobra Mark!!!

Reporter Two: This prejudice and orchestrated outrageous case should be taken extremely seriously by the cops....if a killer is still roaming around the premises of the City, what's the use of these forces whose duties and obligation are to keep every citizen safe

Far ahead, a bus was coming towards the scene and stopped. Citizens in that residence were all scattered around trying to get a glimpse of the accident.

"Hey...Becca, slow down..." Day, who was carrying the camera, and uploading the whole catastrophe called Rebecca back. But the curious and desperate woman hurried him instead to move closer. The night had become darker and the snowy ground was now wet. The cops were pushing people back from the scene and that also meant the young woman putting on flare pants plus a chunky knit. Her hair was covered with a beanie. She also had a fleece trimmed nubuck and leather snow boots worn.

"You can't go in" A male cop stopped her before she passed over the abatement tapes. At the crime scene, men who looked like detectives had an excavation and bloodstain pattern documentation kit with them. 

Rebecca hissed "If they can go in, why can't I? Mr let me in otherwise" She snapped her fingers at the man. Day put the camera on a hold and forcibly dragged the woman away before she ended up in jail.

"Let them do their jobs, the agency sent us here to get important details not interrogate the cops" Rebecca crossed her arms against her chest and frowned at the nonsense he was saying. She eyed him "I know what I am doing...get the fucking camera and follow me" She took the tape recorder and microphone from him. 

When she noticed that the cops were not guarding the scene, she hurried over skilfully and bought the microphone to her lips. A bright smile cooed out of her lips "I am Rebecca Wilson, your beautiful reporter for tonight's accident...just like the previous death cases, another fellow male lost his life. You must all be wondering what the cops are busy doing while all of this is happening" 

Day smiled at her dexterity, he was so proud of her but that smile dropped when he spotted that same cop coming their way. From the knitted eyebrows on his face, he could tell he was about to arrest them.

"Let me share a secret with you....these so-called cops, when they are supposed to help the citizen, instead, that fucking mashup bananas of theirs is what won't stop moving around like some aimless monkeys. How come for two months now, they haven't gotten any clues of the killer or the goddamn virus spreading like fire?"

Day choked and gazed at Rebecca with an unbelievable look. Even the cops behind and other reporters who heard her widened their eyes. While others became speechless, a man inside the crime scene smirked and shook his head.

'Ten years ago you were the same, ten years later you didn't change

Day turned the camera off and dragged Rebecca out of the place before they spent the night in jail.

"What the.....?" Before she consummated her speech, she was stuffed inside the car and virtually immediately, the bus sped off under the starry snowy night.

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While the air downtown was cold and steamy, the condition in Grand Tisza was no different. It seemed like May's hobby was causing trouble and frustrating the life out of Alex. It was barely even a day when Alex returned from his business trip that he was told of all the chaos his wife had begun. Nanny Janet also didn't have the ability to tame her. Her young mistress had become naughty.

Exhaustion engulfed Alex from the long trip and the first thing when he returned home was complaints about that woman. He kissed Nanny Janet's cheeks and greeted her goodnight.

Inside his room, he opened the door and entered but found the bed empty. His fatigued face darkened when he searched around and found no one. Exasperation inundated him when he saw her figure sleeping in the room next to his but that crossness faded away on looking at her beautiful face. She was his wife. His addiction.

All of the stress and fatigue in his body disappeared the moment he set his eyes on her. Even in her sleep, she was able to make him calm and reserved. He took his suit off and forgot how a neat freak he was and laid down on the bed beside her. Since her back was facing him, he quietly embraced her from behind and got absorbed in her blueberry fragrance. From her waist, his hands moved to her stomach. He realised she was having a little bump there already. Their baby was in there. 

He kissed her head and mouthed "Thank you for making me a father..." he smiled and touched her belly "I hope our child gets your beauty but not your personality...it would be best if he took my arrogant attitude than get your funny trait" he chuckled "Son, when you come into this world, make sure you trouble our princess, so I'll be the first person to always come to her mind"

The woman Alex thought was in a deep sleep had her eyes opened all the while. She wasn't sleeping, she was thinking instead. She knew of his arrival from the onset. The maids were murmuring amongst themselves by the door. She didn't want to eavesdrop but her ears still heard everything. From the moment he set foot in the room, she had been pretending to be asleep. She didn't expect him to lay beside her and embrace her from behind. As far as she knew the man, he had OCD (Obsessive-compulsive Disorder), and that was why she was very much surprised.

Everything became normal after that until he began speaking from his heart. Hearing all he said, she felt guilty for what she was about to do.

"May, Wifey...sleep...I know you missed me and you have become quite popular in the house, haven't you? A celebrity that everyone can't stop talking about" One time, his voice would be soft and soothing but the next, it will be depressing and full of mockery and distaste.

"Don't worry, you will see me first in the morning...sleep, it is late already" He whispered into her ear and covered them both with the duvet.

"Goodnight" He was too happy to get annoyed. May bit her lips with a heavy sigh leaving her lips. Considerably, she was touched by his words but unfortunately, it would be the last time he would feel his child, so why not let him cherish him while it still lasted? Tomorrow, she had to see Rebecca.

'Baby I am a cruel woman that doesn't deserve your presence in my life...go back to that heavenly safe place...I am sure you will return after I return to Xavier...Xav.....' Why didn't she have those constant goosebumps from before? Why didn't she feel joyed whenever she remembered him? Was something wrong with her heart?

"May...I can still hear your heartbeat...aren't you feeling sleepy?" Alex's hoarse voice resounded in her ear. Her eyes fluttered and shut themselves tight. Tomorrow was another challenging day.

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