Fourteen

I'm still sitting in front of Lance and Laila at home. Lance's brow furrowed, and Laila's face was troubled.
"If we plan everything properly, Engineer, if you don't want to marry me, we can fake everything," Laila said.
"Don't you know your father, Laila? Whatever you plan to do, He'll still know what's going on," Lance said.

"Are you still ashamed of me, Laila? Just wipe it off because I'm so ashamed of what you did," Lance said.
Laila simply sighed.
"Who is the old man who wants to marry you?" I inquired.
"A Chinese millionaire, Uncle," Laila replied, taking a deep breath.
"Did you know the old man has a thick face? He said he was willing to take responsibility for the child I was carrying," Laila writhed.
"Get ready for what your father is going to do next." Maybe he'll check you out and discover you're not pregnant. The marriage between you and that old man will continue. " I explained.
When she heard what I said, her face turned pale, as if he was pleading for assistance, which Lance thought he was.

Lance got up and walked out of the house. Laila approached me and took my hand in hers. "Uncle, I beg you, please assist me in convincing the Engineer to get me pregnant," it says to me. I closed my eyes and concentrated on what I was hearing.

"Laila, you have no idea what you're saying," I replied.

"I'm desperate, Uncle," she says, "I don't want to be with that old man."
I inhaled deeply.

"All right, I'll try to persuade him," I said.

She hugged me after her face cleared.

"Thank you very much, Uncle; you're very kind," She says. She said goodbye and left two minutes later.
I was standing outside the house, near the swimming pool, when Lance turned his back on me. It smolders. And I told him what Laila had requested.

"What? Are you insane, Marcus?" it exclaims.
"Why are you sending in your cousin's gentle face?" it asks.
"She's been ruining me with her stories, and now she's craving more? Should I get her pregnant? Damn her!" Lance exclaimed.

"Calm down, Lance, let's talk about it," I pleaded.

"You don't have to yell and risk getting lost."

"How can I calm down? What you're asking of me is difficult; I wish you'd just asked for candy," he said, tugging at his hair.

He smoked a cigarette and then discarded it.

"Marcus, I'm willing to marry your cousin but not to get her pregnant," he said as he walked away from me.

I was left to ponder. What exactly is the issue in which I am involved? I had lost track of the woman I desired. I checked my watch to see what time it was. It's three o'clock afternoon. I'll try to visit Gianna later. I'd just stand outside, hoping she wouldn't notice me, and run.

I slept in my office. I got up from the couch and adjusted my folded office dress now that I'm feeling a little better.

I can't seem to locate Pia. I put on some lipstick and powder to cover up my pallor. Pia entered a minute later after the door opened.

"How are you feeling?" it inquired.

"I'm fine, Pia, thank you," I said.

"Nothing; it's already afternoon, so we have to go," she tells me.

"I'll take you to your house; I almost forgot I had overtime work now, and Rohit asked me to do something," it smiled. My head shook.

"Don't worry, I can handle myself," I replied.

I said my goodbyes to her and walked out of the office with my bag. My head is spinning as I walk as if I'm about to start painting. I walked out of the building slowly.
I was very pleased with what I saw.
She took time walking near my car. Maybe she'll look for a taxi to take her home. I got a good look at her face because the car I was driving could see the outside but not the inside. It is sluggish and out of place.

I couldn't stop shivering. I was feeling chilly. I was about to leave when I became aware of a strange presence behind me.
"Try to run away from me; I'll do what I want to do to you right here standing," a voice behind me said.
My chest was pounding as if my heart was about to burst, and I recognized this man's voice and smell. Shit! I couldn't run any further because of his tight grip on my shoulder and the fact that his body was too close to me.

When I was stubborn and refused to go with this old man, I looked around at a lot of people passing by. He will be forced to do whatever he wants to me. When that happens, it's even more embarrassing.
As a result, I had no choice but to accompany him. He escorted me to the car in front of me. Why didn't I look behind me before hailing a cab here? I dragged her into my car, and I can feel the warmth of my hand on her body. Her river was red, and she appeared to be about to sneeze. I'll let her sit in the car and fasten her seatbelt, then I'll stare at her for a moment and discover she had a headache.
The woman is distressed because, based on her appearance, she appears to have a fever. I returned home in my car. I arrived home an hour later. I got out of the car and opened the door to where Gianna was sitting. It has yet to awaken. I picked it up and carried it inside. I used my foot to close the gate. I put her on the couch. I went into the bedroom and got some foam and a pillow. I carried it into the house's living room. I placed it there and then put Gianna to bed. She was already perspiring profusely. Her clothes were wet with sweat when I patted her back.

I stepped away for a moment and went to the kitchen. I grabbed a basin and filled it with water. I returned to the living room and placed it on the coffee table. I carried a clean bimbo out of my room for a while. I wiped Gianna down to make her feel more at ease. I had already memorized her face and was staring at her. I began wiping her face down to her chest in the back. Perhaps it won't even notice that I wiped her body. I began by taking a blanket from the room. When I got home, I wrapped Aurora in a blanket and took her office clothes off. Her dress was the first thing I removed. The second was her pants.
When I started undressing her office pants, I swallowed my saliva and my hands shook. I never imagined I'd arrive at this point. I wasn't drunk, and my vision was clear enough to see the fullness of her face. I can't believe she'll be at home today. I took her pants off. And it was folded with care, just like her dress. I had finished wiping down her body. I reached for a towel and began wiping her waist. I gradually lowered my hand until it was just above her knee. When I started undressing her office pants.
It's as if what I'm doing is giving me a fever. Even with a blanket covering her body, I couldn't bear seeing her nakedness in my house. The appearance of the object covered by the blanket is the thought. I walked away from her and went to the kitchen to get some water. When I saw this woman, I got a dry throat.
I lingered in the kitchen for a while to unwind. I entered the room two minutes later without looking at Gianna in the living room. In my cabinet, I looked for something she could wear. I'll get a gray t-shirt. Perhaps I shouldn't let her wear pajamas to feel lighter. In my head, I laughed because seeing Gianna made me miss her body all over again.

I returned it to the house's living room while carrying my clothes to put on her. And I noticed that the blanket that had been covering her body had been removed, allowing my two eyes to see the shape of her body. I'm gulping as if something was burning inside of me. I want to grab her and make her mine again after seeing her with her undergarments. I couldn't stop myself from wanting her before. I dashed over to her and wrapped the blanket around her once more. My sweat is dripping down my back. It's almost as if I'm taking a bath in the afternoon. I'd already put on my clothes for her. Only then did my emotions subside as I walked out in front of her.
After I dressed Gianna, I went to the back of the house. When I saw how she looked without her clothes, I took a deep breath because I felt like I was out of breath. I'm afraid I'm going insane as a result of that woman.
I awoke due to the heat and cold I was experiencing. I'm blinking open my eyes and looking around. I was terrified because of the situation I was in. The last thing I remembered was being in the old man's car, and I was soon swallowed up by drowsiness. When I stood up, my eyes popped out of the clothes I was wearing, and I could smell the old man's scent. When I stood up, I realized I wasn't wearing my pants.
I almost passed out as a result of what had happened. What if something bad happens to us again because of that old man? I smacked the back of my head. I gathered my belongings and began walking out the front door. When I was about to open the door, I heard a voice behind me.

"Where are you going?" he inquired. I stay silent and got up from where I was.

"Will you just leave without warning after taking care of you?" he asked.

I remained silent. I pondered how I was going to get rid of this man. I was about to leave when the man abruptly encased me in his body. And he carried me to the couch and placed me on it. What he said astounded me.
"You like to avoid it? Do you know how long I waited for this opportunity? I'm sorry, but I won't let you run away from me again."
He licked my neck and pressed his face against mine. Shit! All of my hair is standing on my body.
"Get ready because we're going to talk properly," the man said.

I'm not speaking because my chest is pounding so hard right now. I've accepted that this is the end of my happy days. Because I can see the determination in this man's eyes to lock me up here in his house. He walked over to me and sat in front of me.

"How are you, Gianna?" he inquired.

I was astounded to hear him. Why does he know what my name is? I sat down and smoothed out my rumpled dress.

"What do you require from me, sir?" I inquired.

"My name is Marcus, Gianna, and I'm not your boss, so don't call me sir," he told me.

I was enraged by what I heard from him.

"What do you need from me, Marcus?" I asked him again. It smiled.

"My name sounds lovely when you say it, Gianna," he says.

"Say whatever you want to say to me because I want to go home and sleep," I said.

"My house is quite large. You are welcome to sleep here whenever you want," he replied.