Dominating The Troublemaker

Abraham

    "Tell me, Amayra. What do you want me to do with you? I'll do anything except for letting you go from here", I whispered into her ears, her arms wrapped around my neck, legs tangling to my waist, her warm breath touching my skin like a gentle breeze every time.

   "Will you leave me or not?", her eyes scorched like fire as she clasped my neck and pulled me closer.

   "How can I leave you if you keep driving me crazy like this?", I smirked at her, pressing her lips gently with my thumb. 

   "You'll be paying hard for it, Abraham Harris", she placed her index finger on the pressure point of my neck. "Just a stroke and you die"

I knew she was one of the toughest wrestlers with more than ten black belts in her kitty. She would lead me to death anytime if I teased her more. She was capable to push me away and walk away from my area without even pleading to me. Still, she was messing with me, talking to me like any other random girls. 

   "I know. And you may know you can drive me away in a blink of eyes and get yourself free", I held her hand which was placed on my neck, removed it from the pressure point and stared at it while smirking. "Why are you making it so easy for me, Amayra? Make it hard, harder, hardest. I wanna enjoy this battle with you"

Anmay

It has been 10 years I'm looking for my sister. Things had been complicated for our family since she left us; maybe someone had kidnapped her; maybe she was lost. She was only five years old when it all happened. As a minor, I couldn't look for her at that time. My dad didn't let me do anything as he was afraid of losing me too. However, after a long twelve years when I turned twenty, I could manage to find ways to reach her. From then, 10 years has been passed. I'm still waiting for my sister. My parents still don't know about it, I'm hiding this from them since they will be stopping me this time also. Sometimes, I feel weird talking to them. I wonder if it's my misconception. They seem to hide something bigger from me and Aman. Aman is my younger brother, the 

twin of my sister. He seems to be less interested in her as he was too young to remember her. Naturally, he would never love her the way I did.

But thankfully, I'm grateful to God for showing me a path after ten long years. I have got to know about a girl who is named the same as my sister and her age is also equal to her. She lives with her grandfather who is the biggest businessman of Albania. It seems to be a little silly to people as it can the biggest coincidence. How can she reach Albania and become the grandchild of an influential businessman? The same question came across my mind after I got the information. However, I don't wanna miss a single chance to get my sister back into the family. 

It'll be tough for me to manage my mom dad. But I think I better lie to them about moving to Albania. That's the only choice left for me. 

Abraham