💫AGE is not a BARRIER✨
( What I want ,I get 💯)
THEME: mission to his heart
Solely written by Jennie Batya .E✍️
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Episode 63✰64
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✮ ✰sins of a mother✰ ✮
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Writer’s pov:
They walked into the bedroom together, their eyes locked on each other. Without warning, she lunged at him, her lips crashing into his. He responded with equal fervor, pressing her against the bed.
But just as quickly as it had started, it ended. She pulled away, a playful smile on her face. “Let’s have a drink first,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “It’ll help.”
He smiled back, and they both got up from the bed. He went to the wine bottle and opened it, pouring them each a glass.
“I’m going to take this off,” she said, referring to her clothes. She removed them slowly, her eyes never leaving his.
He couldn’t help but stare, his breath caught in his throat. “Damn,” he whispered, “you’re so beautiful.”
She smiled, her lips curling up at the corners. Then, without warning, she turned and walked into the bathroom.
He was left standing there, puzzled. What was she up to?
She emerged from the bathroom like a goddess, exuding confidence and sensuality. Her movements were fluid and seductive, every step deliberate and precise. She walked towards him, her eyes never leaving his.
He stood up, his heart racing. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, transfixed by her beauty and grace. As she neared him, he held out a glass of wine to her.
She took the glass from him, her fingers brushing against his
With a slow, deliberate movement, she pushed him down onto the bed, taking control of the situation. She hovered above him, their lips only inches apart. In one fluid motion, she brought the glass to her lips and took a sip. Then, she leaned in and captured his lips with hers.
Their tongues danced together, and she felt the wine flow from her mouth to his.
As they kissed, she felt him relax beneath her, giving himself over to her completely. She had him exactly where she wanted him.
Her hand moved to her glass and poured in the unknown content she had, distracting him with the kiss.
She sipped from the glass, keeping her eyes fixed on him,a sly smile playing on her lips
“Here, have some,” she said, and handed him the glass. He took it from her, his eyes never leaving hers. As he took a sip, she watched him, her eyes curious.
He swallowed, the taste unfamiliar but not unpleasant. He looked at her questioningly. “What was that?” he asked.
She smiled, her expression coy. “Just a little something to spice things up,” she replied, her voice low and husky.
“Are you ready?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
“Born ready, baby,” he replied with a smirk, his hand trailing down her body.
“Slowly, slowly, you’ll be gone,” she thought, a smile still playing on her lips. She knew that with each passing second, he would be slipping further and further away. Her smile grew wider as she savored the thought.
She kept pretending to drink, making sure he drink from her cup. She placed her cup on the table and moved down between his legs.
He looked down at her, his vision slowly becoming blurry and his head pounding.
“Ten… Nine… eight …” she started to count, a mischievous grin on her face.
“W-what are you doing?” he managed to ask, his voice slurred.
“Don’t worry, you’ll see,” she replied, her hand reaching for the button on his pants. She started to unbutton them, slowly and deliberately.
“You got huge stuff right here, ” she said
“Three… Two… One… BOOM!” she said finish counting and stood up
“Babe?” she called out to make sure he’s really gone.
She called for him again, but he didn’t respond. She smirked, satisfied that he’s now unconscious. She put on her dress and left the room, walking towards the entrance door. When she opened it, she saw Tony already there with the boys.
“Get him,” Tony said, gesturing to the boys. “I’ll take care of the cameras.”
The boys nodded and hurried over into the house. They came out with him after a while and got him the car and driving off. Meanwhile, Tony disabled the security cameras, making sure there was no trace of their presence before or after.
“Are you okay?” Tony asked
“I’m fine,” Maria replied and got in the car with him.
They drove off into the night, their mission accomplished.
____Days after____
“Dylan, please,” Annalisa gasped, her voice strained as she struggled against his grip. “You’re hurting me.”
“Please,” Annalisa pleaded, her voice weak and trembling. “I haven’t told anyone. I swear.”
But her words seemed to have no effect on him. His grip on her neck tightened, and she struggled to breathe.
“Please,” she rasped, her vision beginning to blur. “Please, just let me go.”
“What’s going on?” a voice called out from behind them.
It turned out to be Ryan, standing in the doorway. “Dylan, let her go!” he yelled.
Dylan pointed the gun at Him, his finger on the trigger. “Stay back,” he warned. “Or I’ll shoot.”
Ryan froze, his eyes wide with fear. But even as he stood there, rooted to the spot, he could see Annalisa’s face starting to turn blue, her eyes pleading with him to do something.
“Dylan, please,” Ryan said, his voice trembling. “You don’t want to do this. You’re not a murderer.”
Dylan’s hand shook, the gun wavering slightly. “I…
He glared at them both, his eyes wild and unfocused. “You can’t stop me,” he snarled, his grip on Annalisa’s neck tightening even more.
“She said something she wasn’t supposed to say,” Dylan said, his voice cold and calculating. “And now she has to pay the price.”
“Lisa!” Ryan yelled, rushing towards her and shoving Dylan aside. He knelt down and gently lifted her into his arms. “Are you okay?”
She coughed and sputtered, struggling to breathe as the world around her began to fade to black. Her eyes fluttered closed and she went limp in Ryan’s arms.
“What have you done?!” Ryan yelled, his anger boiling over. He was about to lunge at Dylan when he heard the unmistakable sound of a gun being cocked.
“Move and you’ll join Madelyn,” Dylan said, the gun pointed straight at Ryan’s chest. His voice was cold and calm, completely void of any emotion.
“Put the gun down and step away from him. You’re under arrest,” a deep, authoritative voice said from behind him.
Dylan turned, his eyes wide in disbelief. A police officer stood there, his gun drawn and pointed at him. “You’re kidding me,” he said, his voice shaking.
“I’m not kidding,” the officer said, his tone firm. “Now put the gun down.”
Dylan hesitated, his mind racing.
“You called the cops?” he demanded, glaring at Ryan.
“No,” a new voice said, “I did.” Sydney walked into the room, her eyes blazing with fury. “And now, you’re going to pay for what you’ve done.”
Dylan’s eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. Sydney, Ryan, and now the police officer – all of them staring at him with angry, accusing eyes. He felt the walls closing in around him, his heart pounding in his chest. “No,” he said, his voice breaking. “This can’t be happening.”
“It is happening,” Sydney said, her tone deadly calm.
Before he could say another word, he was handcuffed by one of the officers and led out of the room. Ryan rushed to Annalisa’s side, checking her pulse and breathing.
“Rot in jail,” Sydney said, her voice full of venom. She looked at him with a cold smile before turning and running to Annalisa’s side.
He looked down at Annalisa, who was still unconscious. He needed to get her to a hospital, and fast.
Without a second thought, Ryan lifted Annalisa in his arms and carried her out of the room. Sydney followed closely behind, her eyes never leaving them.
The house staffs stood frozen in place, their eyes wide and their mouths agape. They watched in stunned silence as the police led Dylan and Coretta out in handcuffs, Ryan carrying Annalisa’s unconscious body to the car, and Sydney following close behind.
Whispers and murmurs filled the air as the scene unfolded. Everyone was trying to make sense of what they were seeing, but no one could quite believe it. What had happened in that room?
Ryan gently laid Annalisa in the backseat of the car, while Mima rushed to the front passenger seat. He rushed to the driver seat and got in, and then drove out immediately
Sydney got In her car and as soon the police vehicle moves, she followed behind with a determined look on her face.
_____Cameron’s house_____
“How did it go?” Cameron asked as soon as Noah entered the house.
“We’re fine,” Noah said, his voice tense. “But I just wanted to let you know that Evan has hired some extra security for the house.
Cameron frowned. “If we’re fine, then why are you so agitated?.
Noah sighed and sat down in a nearby chair.
“If something goes wrong now, we’re both as good as dead,” Cameron said, his voice low.
Noah shot him a look. “I know that,” he said. “But we need to be smart about this. We can’t just rush in blindly.”
“I know, but we can’t just sit around and do nothing,” Cameron said, starting to pace around the room. “Time is not on our side.”
“I understand that,” Noah said, his voice rising in frustration.
Cameron’s eyes widened in shock. “We have to get out of here,” he said, his voice rising in panic. “She’ll tell the cops everything.”
Noah shook his head. “We can’t just run,” he said. “We need to figure out what to do.”
Cameron’s mind was racing. He couldn’t leave his family, but he couldn’t go to jail either. He was trapped.
“ I really don’t want to go to jail “ he said
“You’re the one who killed Bacchus,” Noah snapped, his anger rising. “You’re the one who put us in this mess. I tried to tell you it was a bad idea, but you wouldn’t listen.”
Cameron’s eyes flashed. “You think this is my fault?” he asked incredulously. “If we had gotten rid of Evan along Landon when we had the chance, none of this would have happened. You’re the one who got us into this, not me.”
“We can’t argue about this right now,” Cameron said, his voice softening. “What do we do next?”
“K!ll Evan and the child once and for all,” Noah said, his voice hard. “They’re the only one who can tie us to Bacchus’s death.”
Cameron shook his head. “Evan’s been hiding” he said. “I don’t know where he is.”
Noah sighed. “We’ll find him,no matter what” he said. “We have to.”
“He should have been dead by now,” Noah said, frustration and anger evident in his voice. “I don’t understand how he’s still alive.”
Cameron was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly. “Or maybe… he’s not taking the stuffs.”
Then, an awful thought occurred to him. “ or could it be that, he doesn’t take it or by any chance Coretta tricked us for her family?” They both said at the same time.
“ it can’t be cause she won’t want the word to know about the son you two hadL Noah said
“ that’s true” Cameron said and sighed loudly
“ so here is what we are gonna do……..( starts talking)
________YEOSU________
Madelyn and Wealth exited the lawyer’s office. They walked to the street corner and tried to hail a taxi. Madelyn’s head covered in a scarf and her face obscured by sunglasses and a mask. Wealth’s hand was tightly clutching hers, his face drawn and serious.
“Babe, I need to go somewhere right now,” Madelyn said, her voice hesitant. Wealth looked at her with a confused expression.
“Where?” he asked, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you that right now,” Madelyn said, her gaze averted. “I’ll tell you when I’m done.”
“You’re not leaving, are you?” Wealth asked, his voice tinged with worry and anger.
“ it’s not about me leaving. I’m not leaving“ she said
“It’s really important that I go now,” Madelyn insisted, her voice pleading. “Please, just trust me.”
Wealth hesitated, unsure of what to do. Finally, he said, “Fine, but I’m coming with you.”
“No,” Madelyn said, shaking her head. “I need to do this alone.”
Wealth was starting to get frustrated. “I don’t understand why you’re keeping secrets from me,” he said, his voice rising. “We’re supposed to be a team.”
“I know we can’t talk here in the open,” Madelyn said, her voice soft and urgent. “Please, take care of yourself.” She kissed his lips, her hands on his cheeks, and then pulled away. As she turned to go, a black car pulled up in front of her. She got in, and it drove away before Wealth could stop her.
He stood there, his heart racing, a look of anger and disbelief on his face. Without a second thought, he got stopped a taxi and jumped in. “Follow that car!” he yelled at the driver, pointing to the retreating vehicle.
“ okay “ the driver said and drove after the car as instructed
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