The Resurrection

The Resurrection

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Andressa took her time going up the grandly sized staircase. She was quite nervous, she never interrupted him at night while he was doing his work, she didn't know if he would get upset by her appearance. Her long light blue elegant night-gown dragged against the stairs as she ascended them and she found her self smiling. It was a bold move, but she couldn't help but think her and Dimitris would have an actual conversation! Times like this were very rare for her and her husband... he hardly acknowledged her anymore. Walking down the hall to his office bedroom, she pulled her light grey shall closer around her. She heard faint banging noises coming from his office. She slowled her steps, and when she finally reached the open see-through door to his office-bed, her heart seemed to stop. Dimitris's bare back faced Andressa as he mercilessly pounded into a woman on the bed. One of the woman's legs was being held in the air by Dimitris and the other was rapped around his bare waist. Her red claws were digging into the flesh of his rear and her moans were getting louder and louder. Andressa was heart broken. A tear escaped her eye as she quietly watched the scene in front of her. She couldn't find it in her to look away. Suddenly Dimitris threw down his mistress's leg and flipped her over on all fours. He moved behind her and started pounding into her again, grabbing her hips moving her back and forth roughly. Andressa's eyes grew wide. As if Dimitris could sense something wrong, he looked towards the door and met the tearful eyes of his wife. His movements slowed significantly as he looked down at the women on his bed. When his now tearful eyes looked back at the door, Andressa his wife, was gone.
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'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...

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