Chapter Fifty OneElijah's phone buzzed on the coffee table. Curiosity piqued, he reached out and picked it up. The screen displayed a message notification from an unknown number. Intrigued, he unlocked his phone and opened the message.His eyes widened in shock as the screen flooded with a multitude of explicit photographs. They were pictures of a young and breathtakingly beautiful woman, exuding confidence and allure in every pose. Her boobs and nipples were shamelessly all out in the camera while she made a slutry pose The images were tastefully captured, showcasing the woman's flawless figure and sensual grace. Elijah's heart raced, a mixture of surprise, intrigue, and a hint of guilt washed over him.He couldn't tear his gaze away from the screen, captivated by the mesmerizing sight before him. The woman's eyes held a magnetic allure, drawing him deeper into her world. Her long, cascading tresses framed her delicate face, and her lips, full and inviting, bore a subtle smile th

Chapter Fifty Three“Nicki, what are you doing here by this time of the night ?” Selena asked, trying to cover up herself because she was almost naked and didn’t expect Nicki, her young sister, to come , she thought that it would be Elijah. Selena's choice of attire left little to the imagination, yet exuded an undeniable elegance. Her dress, a sensuous ensemble of rich scarlet silk, hugged her slender frame, accentuating the gentle sway of her hips with each step. The plunging neckline showcased her ample cleavage, hinting at the hidden treasures that lay within. The fabric clung to her curves like a lover's touch, tracing the contours of her body with an almost possessive fervor.As she stood there, poised in front of the door, her anticipation palpable, Selena assumed a seductive stance. One leg, clad in a sheer black stocking, emerged from beneath the dress, teasingly elongating her silhouette. With a practiced grace, she arched her back slightly, creating an enchanting curve t

Chapter Fifty Five Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a collision of longing and affection. Time stood still as they lost themselves in the tender exchange, their mouths moving in perfect harmony. Selena's body quivered with every brush of Elijah's lips against hers, the intensity building with each passing second.Lying on the blanket, their bodies entwined, Selena surrendered herself to Elijah's touch. His hands, skilled and gentle, traced a path of pleasure along her curves, leaving a trail of shivers in their wake. Her senses heightened, amplifying the sensations coursing through her veins.Their bodies moved in sync, a dance of passion and devotion. Selena gasped and moaned, her voice mingling with the symphony of nature surrounding them. Elijah's movements grew more urgent, each thrust carrying them closer to the peak of ecstasy. The world became a blur of sensation, their love consumed every fiber of their beings.In the final crescendo, their bodies trembled in unison, r

Chapter Fifty SevenAs Selena stormed up the path to her family house, anger radiated from her like a tempestuous storm. The clouds of frustration gathered above her head, casting a shadow over her normally calm and composed demeanor. Her eyes blazed with a fiery determination, fueled by the injustice that had befallen her.Selena's footsteps echoed on the wooden porch as she reached the front door. She threw it open with a force that rattled the hinges, causing her family inside to turn their heads in surprise. The atmosphere in the house instantly shifted, as if an electric charge had surged through the air. Selena's relatives, who had been enjoying a leisurely afternoon, suddenly felt the tension cracking around them.Grandfather Clinton, the patriarch of the family, sat in his favorite armchair near the fireplace. His weathered face showed no hint of remorse or concern as he observed Selena's entrance. He wore an expression of stoicism, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the flickeri

Chapter Fifty Nine “Let’s go and get our weapons ready and also give me a black mask because I don’t want anyone to know or recognize me” Elijah told Godfather Roberto when they met after getting the emergency alert. In the dimly lit basement of an abandoned warehouse, a young mafia boss named Elijah stood at the entrance of his secret vault. The air was heavy with the scent of dampness, and the soft flicker of a single bulb illuminated the long corridor leading to the metallic door. Elijah, with a stern expression on his face, adjusted the collar of his tailored black suit and straightened his tie, exuding an air of confidence that matched his position.As he approached the vault, his footsteps echoed ominously against the concrete floor. He could hear the hushed murmurs of his loyal men echoing from the depths of the chamber. The anticipation in the room was palpable, as they knew the time for action was drawing near. Elijah paused for a moment, taking in the weight of the respons