No Hide-out

men to kill him then he drove off. But none of the two men had bullets, so they stabbed him and threw him down the bridge into the deep waters. It's been 5 years, he made it alive. Reunit

her earlier. He was sure to have seen the face but couldn't figure out where at the moment. Life with Damian was one of Roseline's secret prayers but that was before she married him. He was everything she ever wanted and more. Oh yes, Rey was handsome but didn't stand a chance to be compared with Damian. He made her quit her job, as he said he doesn't want her working. She liked him, his nonchalance, his guts, sometimes she let out a cry when he shouted at her, but deep inside her, she loved it. His overprotective attitude made her feel like a princess as he would call her most times. One thing she would never forget is the sex. She had gone to the bathroom to shower when Damian came back from work. He came to greet her as he normally does but she wasn't in the room, with the sound of the shower, he walked to the bathroom and there was his princess. She didn't notice he was watching her, her wet messy hair stranded on her face, she struggled to sponge her back. That was where he came in. "C'mon I can help," he said. She looked at him shyly rather than saying no. It all started as a foreplay, he kissed her after he had packed her hair but won't go, he stood with his eyes gazed at her tender breasts. Not too big, not small either, just the perfect size, exactly how he likes it. He kissed her again, reached for her neck and like a click, he couldn't help it. Rose was so immersed that she couldn't resist him. She gave in like there was a spell in the air and with his lips slowly moving from her face down to her neckline,