Chapter 39: Chapter 39
Angelica
It was 4 in the afternoon. I took a long steamy shower relaxing my body and started getting ready as per my husband’s directions. Looking myself at the full size mirror I recall him saying. “Oh my cup cake, I buy black dresses for you because you look simply arresting in black.” Dressed in a long black evening gown, I give my final touches of make-up. I want to present myself ‘smoking hot’ for the hungering eyes of him. My outfit was embellished with diamonds on bust area and had a small slit on its left side giving a slight sex appeal. Augustus bought it last month when he went to Chicago on a business tour. I matched the dress with silver stilettos and a diamond necklace.
Exactly at 5 in the evening I was completely ready when the doorbell rang and Oliver was waiting outside. The engine started as I play with the platinum band of my wrist watch getting more perturbed. “Don’t worry madam everything will be fine. Sir loves you so much.” Oliver tells me assuring looking through the rear view mirror. I lean my head to the glass of the window and look outside at the all new habitat. The super structures and skyscrapers were slowly being replaced by small, medium size country side buildings with huge lawns and gardens.
As we travelled further on the highway, our surroundings were replaced with greenery on either sides with huge trees and green pastures. I wondered where Augustus wanted us to celebrate my birthday. Ever since our marriage Augustus had turned more amorous about which I had the least idea off before wedding. He turns to be all new with a huge romance appeal hidden inside him. No doubt Augustus is full of surprises.
In the anticipation of seeing my handsome husband a smile establishes on my face when suddenly our car came to a halt. Ahead was a black Ferrari parked in the middle of the road obstructing the way. A group of thugs come out of it covered in different facial masks. One of them who seemed to be their leader orders something to the others in Italian. Oliver looks back at me with fear sizing upon his features and speaks. “Madam, please don’t get out of the car. I will take care of this situation.”
“But Oliver…” My voice trails off thin air as he opens the driver’s door to make a peace talk with the dangerous gangsters. Without caring to listen to him the bandits immediately started attacking with bullet shots piercing his right arm and left knee. He instantly falls to the ground oozing out blood but still initiates the talk. The group disregards his voices as I pull the glass of the window requesting them to set him free and talk their terms to my husband.
One of them reaches the window and pulls me out of it. They seize the phone in my trembling hands and dial my husband’s number. “Mr Martin, I give you an hour of time. Get ready with a bag of twenty billion dollars. Half in cash and the other half in gold and come to the Diamond Rock Enclave as per the instructions sent to you on the phone. Do not dare to call the police or else you know what is going to be the outcome. Your wife and driver are in our custody.” They abruptly end the call and drag us to an old warehouse nearby tying us each to a chair of ropes.
Augustus came to the location in a record speed time and there was a second round of gunshots fired. He somehow manages himself between the bullets to reach me and unties my ropes. He kisses my forehead and wipes my flowing tears assuring me that everything will be alright. The police came and the thugs were slowly been taken to control.
Just by the time when I felt everything was getting to a control. I heard a dangerous bullet shot very close to me. I look around Augustus was falling to the ground, bleeding with a bullet pierced on one of his knees. I blink my eyes several times unable to register the catastrophe that happened just a few seconds back and then I could hear his meek voice almost dumb to my failing ears. “Run cup cake…Run for me. Run for your life.”
In wobbly steps I drag myself almost trying to reach him and then I hear another bullet shot. He gets another shot on his forearm. With uncontrollable tears I turn to him but his voice stopped my actions. “Consider this as my last wish cup cake. Angelica…. run. Run for your life.” I hear him speak for one last time and he succumbs to the floor with his eyes closed.
In the midst of bloodshed and outpour of bullet shots I ran towards the exit of the ware house which was situated in the kernel of lush green forest. Running for my life with tears never ending, my feet take over the ground like an Olympic runner. My mind wasn’t able to think straight. My heart was hammering inside my chest praying for my husband’s life, for him to stay alive, for me and for our unborn kids, for a future of our happy family.
It was almost more than hour that I kept running, directionless with my feet numb. One of my arms started aching and I note the wound as a bullet shot with blood flowing out endless. I was perspiring, sweating profusely but I continue to run on an unknown quest. My eyes felt closing off without a warning getting me to a feeling of sedation with the blood loss I suffered and my legs suddenly come into a contact with a sharp object lying on the ground. I fall in a thud with my face first in exposure to the rocky ground and then….. everything goes blank.
The past
Augustus
I needed to get off in her, but the compulsion to hear her come undone was growing. She was so fucking close, I could smell it, I could hear it in her breathing, feel it in her almost sporadic movements as she rubbed against my cock to increase her pleasure. But I needed to see it on her face. I wanted to watch her eyes roll into the back of her head, and to see the flush on her cheeks. I released one of her hips and pulled at the shirt, to lift her out from her confines. Her hair was mussed, and it fell loosely around her shoulders. Her cheeks were as flushed as her lips and nipples. Her hands came down to my chest and she used the leverage to rub herself off on my cock, quicker, harder. She was fucking gorgeous, I could feel the build up of my own release curling and uncurling at the base of my spine. Every moan and whimper she made, went straight to my balls. ‘OH MY GOD!’ she shouted and I quickly placed my mouth over hers to muffle her cries. I could feel every part of her stiffen and shake as her orgasm came and rolled over her time and time again, the rest of her sweet noises only for me as I licked and explored her mouth, pinching and rolling her nipples with both of my thumbs and forefingers. She seemed to go on forever. I don’t think my cock had ever been so fucking hard. I couldn’t take anymore. My cock throbbed against its tight restraints, the heat of her pussy, her arousal filling up my nostrils and I ejaculated hard, inside of my jeans, without ever having had her hands on me, without even having the top button released. I....seriously it was like being on a first date as a kid. ‘FUCK...FUCK... What you do to me, baby.’ It was the most intense orgasm I had ever felt in my life. I clutched her to me as tight as I could without hurting her. And the world slowly came back into view.