LOGIN“The smell of doom” Brenda thought wandering aimlessly. How and why should she compete for his love? Okay that’s fine by her but for fucking attention, that’s absurd!
I want what I want!, whatever madness it takes to ruin him totally, I'm gonna do it anyway. She was boiling with rage inside, rage from the fact that she had to dress up extravagantly with heavy makeup just for him to come up with a pathetic excuse of not wanting to see her. Seems like the battle line has been drawn, Corey Lawson. “I’ll make sure you fall head over heels for me so that you won’t be able to focus on anything or anyone else but me.” She smirked. Her imagination runs wild, her and Corey together on a get away boat. Enjoying their life to the fullest, making out on the island, stroking his dick as his sanity goes in search for her soul. She can feel it. Almost everything he is doing to her mind, soul and body. The pent up feeling of lust, bondage and discipline session. “Gosh, I super love it” she snapped back to reality. I sense something between Kisha and Corey and can bet my life on it . Once upon a time Kisha used to have Corey’s dick buried deeply inside her while her juice coated out like honey. Or maybe she’s still after her prize? Or not. She is gonna find out the whole truth about these two and use it against them till Corey sees her as the only truthful and sincere woman he has in his life. “He has to know my fucking worth, that I, Brenda Boone, the daughter of the Chief of Naval will never compete with a fucking bitch who doesn’t classify herself as one of the biggest dawg in Stark city.” I mean, a man like Corey is better off with someone like me that can handle his progress, title and most especially uphold his name as Mrs Brenda Lawson. I am the only woman that can manage his demon. The scars that surround him,drown him, wanting him to suffocate. There are secrets Corey wants to bury so deeply but he just can’t as it keeps resurfacing. That’s why am the jewel he needs to fight his damn demons. “I’m going to protect you from that scheming bitch,” she vowed within herself. I’m just like you Corey that’s why it’s hard for you to walk away from me forever. Putting up the facade that I don’t drive you insane with all this beauty deposited in me. It’s dark and you like it but afraid to own it. She smiled feeling fulfilled, more like she knows what’s next and can easily play the game excellently. “ Why don’t I pay Miss Prime a humble visit?” she grinned. Walking out of the company towards her Bentley Bacalar Mulliner. Giving the vibe “ I don’t compete with low-lives bitches, I set the standard” “Drive” she ordered the chauffeur with immediate effect. The chauffeur knows his madam well and doesn’t need to be told where she is off to. He knows her venom spreads and infect the innocent all for her to get what she wants. The door clicks open before she even knocks. He told me you hate hospital food so I brought you soup. Kisha turned to see who spoke, with a dissatisfied look on her face she eyes her from head to toe. All this, just to come see me? Kisha was awed by her elaborate dressing to pay her a visit. Ohh no, no! Uhm …. actually Corey and I went out for a lunch date because it’s been a while since we spent time together free from worries and everything. “On our way back we got you soup, very tasty, you’ll love it” she winked at Kisha. His sincere apologies for not showing up, he was really tired so he went to my place to settle there. Kisha shifts, IV pulling at her skin. “You didn’t have to come” She smiles softly. “Of course I had to, I assured him I will definitely deliver this soup to you and check up on you.” I’m saying this because I care about Corey and I don’t want him to worry unnecessarily, I mean a lot of things are going through his mind and the last thing he needs now is any kind of disturbance, non profitable disturbance that will take him off his balance. That’s why I am here to keep him in check. “Disturbance” Kisha whispered. Brenda squeezes Kisha’s hands too tight, right where the bruises from the IV are. I don’t mean it like that, uhm….. you know what I mean right? “Yeah, I do. Far better than you can ever explain” I get it. For his sake, he needs stability and less stress. So… with all said, I am thinking of surprising his mom, you know she has been so sweet towards me over the years. She always welcomes me and treats me like her daughter or should I say daughter-in-law. I am just so privileged to have people who love and accept me for who I am and not my father’s name. We should hang out more often. After you get discharged. if that’s fine by you. Excitement was written all over Brenda’s face as she saw Kisha lose all the colors on her face. Happiness surges through her veins. “As long as you exist Kisha, I’ll tire you out till you count your miserable days on earth.” Her mind echoed as she held Kisha’s shoulder playfully. Okay Kisha, now I have to go back, Corey will probably be waiting for me. Bye, she gave her a light kiss on her cheek. The doors closed. Kisha shut her eyes to process everything, it’s just so overwhelming. She feels this journey to hell is not going to be an easy one. How did I get so fucked up? Is the universe fucking playing me right now? She became lightheaded, her temperature rose, her breath hitched. “This is going to be a long night.” Her mind twirl in darkness.Corey’s footsteps echoed across the wet concrete as he entered the abandoned mill. Every instinct screamed that something wasn’t right, the building was too quiet, too still. It reminded him of a predator waiting patiently for its prey.“Mr. Lawson.” Shawn lowered his voice, "I've searched the perimeter and there’s clearly no sign of movement.”Corey frowned.That doesn’t mean we’re alone. His eyes swept across the vast warehouse, broken machines, rotting timber, dust dancing beneath narrow beams of light. Everything looked frozen in time, except, one light glowed upstairs.“Kisha.” He whispered her name before climbing the old staircase. Upstairs, Kisha refused to look away from Robert Prime. You’ve lied to me my entire life, I find it so hard to believe whatever crap you’re saying.Robert smiled faintly. No, my mistake was that I simply allowed others to tell you their version.“You manipulated me.” Kisha was angry, she was bent on telling him how miserable of a father he is. You use
The rain had finally stopped. Dark clouds still lingered above Stark City, refusing to surrender to the morning sun. Kisha sat alone in her living room, the old photograph resting on the coffee table.Her fingers traced the faded edges for what felt like the hundredth time. The little girl in the picture was undoubtedly her.The little boy standing beside her… Corey. How could that be possible? She searched her memories desperately. Nothing, not a single image or a single voice. Not even the old timber mill looked familiar. Her head began to ache. “No…” She whispered to herself. This doesn’t make any sense. The sound of her phone vibrating startled her, unknown number. Her heart skipped. She answered cautiously, “Hello?” Silence. Then, a calm masculine voice spoke. “Some memories are buried because they were never meant to be remembered.” The call disconnected. “Kisha?” She stared at the phone in disbelief. Who knew her name? Who was watching her? At Legacy Woodwork, Corey had
The silence inside the hospital room was unbearable. Kisha sat motionless on the edge of the bed, her fingers tightening around the white blanket.She could still hear Brenda’s voice. “Corey will probably be waiting for me.” The words echoed in her mind like a cruel melody. She laughed bitterly.“So this is what heartbreak feels like.” She wasn’t angry, not anymore instead she was exhausted. Her heart had simply grown too tired to fight.A soft knock interrupted her thoughts.“Come in.” The door opened slowly. It was the nurse. “Miss Prime, the doctor has discharged you. You’re free to leave whenever you’re ready.” Kisha nodded while whispering, “Thank you.”The nurse hesitated for a second, there is… one more thing. She handed over a small cream-colored envelope. It was delivered about twenty minutes ago, but it doesn't have a sender’s name.Kisha nodded as she received the envelope. “For me?”“Yes.” The nurse smiled politely before leaving.The room became silent once again. Kisha s
The silence inside the hospital room felt heavier than before. Kisha remained seated on the edge of the bed, the folded letter still trembling between her fingers. She had read the message more than five times, yet the words refused to make sense.If you want to save Corey Lawson… come alone. Her heartbeat echoed loudly in her ears. Who sent it? Why now? And how did they know everything?A knock on the door startled her. She quickly slipped the letter beneath her pillow. “Come in.”Mama Uyioku walked in slowly, leaning on the nurse for support. Despite the weakness written across her face, the warmth in her smile remained unchanged. “My stubborn girl.”Kisha forced a smile. You should be resting, Mama.“And leave you alone with that troubled face?” Mama chuckled softly before taking a seat beside her. I’ve watched you since you were little. Every time you’re hiding something, your eyes become restless.Kisha lowered her gaze. “I don’t want to drag anyone else into my problems.”“My ch
The room was silent except for the steady rhythm of the heart monitor. Kisha lay motionless, staring at the white ceiling. Brenda’s visit had left a bitter taste in her mouth. Every word she had spoken replayed in her mind like an endless recording.“Corey and I went out for lunch…”“His mother treats me like a daughter-in-law…”“He needs stability.”Kisha let out a dry laugh. So this is what my life has become.A knock interrupted her thoughts. “Come in.”The door creaked open slowly. Mama Uyioku stepped inside with the help of her walking stick, refusing the nurse’s assistance.“My sweet girl.” Kisha immediately sat upright. Mama, you shouldn’t be walking around. “And who are you to scold an old woman?” Mama teased with a faint smile.Despite everything weighing on her heart, Kisha couldn’t help smiling. “You never listen.”“I learned from you.” They laughed softly. For a brief moment, the world outside disappeared. Mama reached for Kisha’s hand.“I saw Brenda.”Kisha’s smile vanishe
“The smell of doom” Brenda thought wandering aimlessly. How and why should she compete for his love? Okay that’s fine by her but for fucking attention, that’s absurd!I want what I want!, whatever madness it takes to ruin him totally, I'm gonna do it anyway. She was boiling with rage inside, rage from the fact that she had to dress up extravagantly with heavy makeup just for him to come up with a pathetic excuse of not wanting to see her.Seems like the battle line has been drawn, Corey Lawson.“I’ll make sure you fall head over heels for me so that you won’t be able to focus on anything or anyone else but me.” She smirked.Her imagination runs wild, her and Corey together on a get away boat. Enjoying their life to the fullest, making out on the island, stroking his dick as his sanity goes in search for her soul.She can feel it. Almost everything he is doing to her mind, soul and body. The pent up feeling of lust, bondage and discipline session.“Gosh, I super love it” she snapped ba







