THE DARK KNIGHTS PASSION AND FIRE

MacSteeren Junior whom friends popularly referred to as MJ because who had the time to always say "MacSteeren Junior" the young billionaire sat behind the wheel of his Mercedes-mayback S680, lo

ll in love with on his business trip one year ago in France only to find her fucking another man in his bed on their honeymoon, the images of her face never left his mind for a second; she

heard, she made him feel warm all over, he could feel the bulge and warmth in his pants, his maleness aroused by her sensual voice, he starred at her lips the red color of rose, her breast like two mountains inviting him to feel the soft round mould, at that moment he could only think of kissing her deeply pressing her back against the wall, her starred into her deep blue eyes and felt all his darkest and freakiest desires burning inside of him. Mj quickly gave her his business card without a second thought "call me", he said as he thrust the card into her hands. Everything took shape from that moment, they dated for six months, and on a magical starry

j planned a romantic surprise for his new wife Shirley; he made arrangement for roses, chocolate and expensive champghene. He could not wait to get back to his sexy wife, the love of his life, the woman of his dreams. Mj never thought he could love anyone this much, love this intensely as he had built a fence around his heart after he lost the only wo

ly behind carrying the presents meant for his wife, Mj told Davis to not make a sound as he felt his wife was asleep in the bedroom, he tiptoed to the bedroom, suddenly Mj heard moaning sounds coming from the bedroom, he stopped in his track as his heart beat raced, his legs could not carry him but his will and curiosity propelled him to advance towards the bedroom, he stood at the entrance of the bedroom door and could not utter a single word, Mj stood at the door shaking, his heart racing and eyes bulging out of its socket, on his king-sized luxury bed was his wife sprawled beneath a male figure digging rigorously into her while she moaned and clutched at his hair. He could not fathom the scene in front of him; it had to be a dream, he still stood at the door while Shirley climaxed screaming at the top of her lungs, "Shirley you bitch!" Mj screamed, his screaming startled the duo on his bed Shirley was so shocked she screamed in terror as she pushed the

o mood to speak, he saw tears in the bosses' eyes and knew immediately what may have transpired, Davis did not need any telling to know when a man has been betrayed, he was not surprised, he never did like that woman with her banging body, he knew a gold-digger when he sees one. Mj slumped on the Sofa sobbing, all his plans, dreams and hope for a blissful night and indeed years with his Shirley was over. He lay down that night feeling truly empty, the pain he felt was like how he felt the day he lost his precious mother. He could not sleep that night, he tossed and turned on the sofa with a visual memory of Shirleys moans while the stranger stroked into her hard, his heart broke as he remembered the horrid scene he watched. He heard Shirley sobbing in the bedroom and at that moment he felt nothing but hate for her. The next morning just before 6am, Mj packed a travel bag and left his penthouse leaving a note on the bed beside Shirley. His note bore just few words, "you should be gone by the time I am back, you will get the divorce papers from my lawyer, I wish I never met you". He picked up his bag and headed for the door, too angry to look back, he got int

moaned some more calling out his name, the hotness of their bodies melted together and Mj couldn't take it anymore, he entered her so gently and felt her warmness all over his rock hard maleness; rocking her slowly they both moaned together and at that moment Mj felt bliss, he stroked harder and faster until they both climaxed together. "I love you Shirley, I love you so much" he whispered then all of a sudden he felt a hand nudging him gently, he heard a voice saying "sir, sir, we are about to land", it was the voice of

e bag please, I will not be needing you for the time but I will call you once I get to the location I am going. That's ok boss, Raymond replied and handed the travel bag over to his boss, Raymond watched with concern as his boss sat behind the wheel of the Mercedes and drove away from the airport, he knew something really bad must have happened in France but he couldn't tell what it was although he knew the big boss signed a huge contract which should be a cause for a big celebration, but Raymond was surprised to see his boss in a messy state, if there wa

draping across her face, just then a bird pecked at her window, she turned and quite slowly opened her eyes, seeing the light of the morning dawn streaming through her window Laura jumped from the bed, she reached for her alarm clock, the time was 7:15am, "Oh no!, I am late" she exclaimed. Laura hurried through her morning chores, washing the dished hurriedly she knew Mr Oconnor her boss at the Local grocery shop she worked will not be happy with her today, lateness to work was a habit Mr Oconnor detested. She had just finis

beside him, the last thing she remembered was a bright light from a truck on high speed ramming into their vehicle her father tried to swerve off the road and drove their vehicle into a ditch killing both her parents, Laura woke up in the hospital three days after the accident to the news that her parents were gone and she had to go live with her uncle Greg and his family in a small town called Little Borough. Uncle Greg although a brute was her only surviving family and her guardian. Life took a turn for the worst for Laura who was the pride and joy of her parents when she went to live with her uncle at little Borough, uncle

s could easily go to each other for a cup of sugar or a jar of jam. The houses in Little Borough were small except for the Macstereen Manor, owned by the Macstereen family, they owned half the town, known for their generational wealth and kind nature, the Macstereen family were well known in Little Borough,

alled Clevy had once asked her out on a date to which she declined; he did not possess the quality she wanted in a man whom she will entrust her heart to. As she quickly brushed her shiny hair, Laura though about her life before the crash, she remembered her childhood filled with laughter and Love, her father was a surgeon and her mum a high school teacher, they both loved her so much as their only child and she never lacked anything. She remembered her dad had set up a trust fund for her college, he had always wanted her to attend college, after the death of her parents her uncle Greg managed to get a hold on her trust fund money as her legal guardian, Laura never knew what became of her trust fund, but she felt deep down the money had been

out it he hit her and took all the money she saved up to get her own apartment. Laura walked past Shingle Street and took a turn for Greenwich Avenue, the Grocery shop she worked was just a short distance from her house so she walked to work every day. Her walk to work was one of the routine she delighted in every morning as it gave her time to think and allow her mind wander to more pleasant things, she allowed the cool early morning breeze blow against her face as her long black hair flapped in the wind, the walk to the grocery shop was just fifteen

ing Laura my love, he responded. "Darling you look bright-eyed and beautiful this morning he told her, hope that grumpy old uncle of yours Greg isn't giving you any worries? Mr Oconnor asked, "oh well, it can only get better Mr Oc", Laura responded. Laura you don't have to put up with that brute, I have told you to take the loan I am offering and get a modest apartment here in Little Borough for y

gh was a small town, most indigenes were hardworking honest fellows who indulged in farming and other crafts such as welding, molding and carving. Laura had wanted to go to college and become a school teacher just like her mother, she loved to teach, to impact knowledge but it was not to be as her uncle had squandered her trust fund, the money meant for her college set up by her late father. Sometimes she really felt the weight of being an orphan in this small cozy town of Little Bo

Laura told him she liked her life in Little Borough just the way it was and was very content living in this "hell hole". Clevy starred at Laura as if he had seen a ghost, who she think she is to reject his proposal of being his girl, every lady in little Borough wanted him, she should be happy he wanted her instead. He grabbed her just as she made to walk away from him, "look here baby, you will be mine, you will love me, you will be my girl Laura because I always get whatever I want, and if I say I want you, I will have you". Laura pushed him away but he still held on to her waist, she angrily slapped him across his face as she wriggled free from him Clevy laughed out and glared shamelessly at her protruding soft breast under the thin layer of her cloths and her long black hair. I will never be your Clevy, you will never have me, I will never Love you Laura screamed at him. Mr O'connor heard the nosise and quickly came to the front of the store to see Clevy Davidson backing away from the store and shutting the door behind him. He looked at Laura to find