"Anee place your hand here" he said using his index finger to point to his chest and I slowly place my hand there feeling his heartbeat in fast motion.. A mixture of happiness and live with pure ever after. "What do you feel?" He asked "Your heart beating extremely fast" "That's my life with you inside" he smiles sending shivers down my spine. "Without me your heart will still be beating.." I challenge confuse. "But Ahmaad will be nothing but a walking dead. . ." *** *** This is not your predictable story. it's a long journey with Ahmaad and Haneesa as the lead, a journey of love and mushiness, it's spicy and hot and you won't know what will hit you. Keep the tissue close by. All rights reserved! Cover by: Hijabifemenist

MATURE CONTENT: READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ✓ DAILY UPDATES ~~ "Alright, Luke. Let's play your game. But remember, this stays between us," Layla said, her voice betraying a hint of uncertainty. Luke's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he moved even closer, their bodies now almost touching. "Of course, Layla. Our little secret," he whispered, his warm breath caressing her skin. Luke leaned closer, his warm breath caressing her ear as he whispered, "I'll go first. But remember, Layla, once we start, there's no turning back." Her mind teetered on the edge of reason and desire. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper, "Okay, let's play." With a devilish grin, Luke began, his voice dripping with a seductive allure that sent shivers down her spine. "I've always fantasized about taking control, binding someone's hands and blindfolding them, and then teasing their body until they beg for release." Layla's eyes widened, her imagination conjuring vivid images of Luke's words. She felt a surge of heat between her thighs, aching for the touch and dominance he described. This was dangerous territory, and she was teetering on the edge. ~~ 18 + ONLY Copyright © FastAndDeep 2018 All Rights Reserved.

"Fine! Since that's what you want, I've divorced you. And I'll continue to repeat this. Last night meant nothing to me. It was just.... " she shut her ears not wanting to hear the rest of his words that had begun to cut through her skin. She watched him walkaway with teary eyes and flinched at the sound of the banging door. "I'm no longer his wife " she reminded herself. ***************************************** He betrayed her love and made their matrimonial home a living hell for her. He inevitably lost her because of his recklessness, pride and his hunting past. And now, he wants her back into his life. Back to where she belongs. Their HOME.