Abyss (Mature Content Ahead)

“A GIFT from Alison Gardner!” The man yelled before shooting her. The scene kept on playing in Latton’s head ever since she woke up, but she didn’t say anything. She let the police finish their investigation, but it resulted in nothing. Haunted by the reality that her words were useless without any evidence, she could only keep her silence and wait for the right time.

CONCURRENTLY, At the Women's Penitentiary.

In the middle of the night, Alison Gardner was escorted out of her prison cell to a corridor leading outside the prison in a spacious car.

"Finally freedom!" She screamed while breathing in the air in the car.

"Money well spent," she mumbles to herself.

"Good work you guys," she added, but no one replied to her. “I will pay you in full once I get out of the country.” She added.

Shortly after, the car stopped in a secluded area. She frowns, “Why are we here? I thought you were going to smuggle me out of the country via plane?” She asks.

The driver smirked, “Well, change of plans.” He said as he pulled her out of the car. His thick Russian accent gave out a sinister aura. Soon he gestured to the other guy in the car to get something from the trunk.

Shortly after, a metal bat was handed to him, and he nonchalantly hit Alison in the knee.

She stumbled to the hard pavement and yelled in pain. “Who the fuck are you?” She asked.

The man smirked. “His name is Tom and my name is Igor.” He said, then continued bashing Alison’s body with the bat. Her blood spilled on the floor. Her body started to shiver.

“Why are you doing this to me?” She asks pitifully as she starts coughing blood.

Igor could vividly remember why.

~

It was a normal day, and he received a call from Latton asking him to visit her in the hospital.

"I hate to do this but... Do you remember asking me about putting someone in a bag or a box?" She asks.

He nods.

"Have you tried... Without a trace?" She uttered.

His eyes narrowed.

"I'm in a conundrum. I have a problem with something so vile that it doesn't deserve to be remembered. I won’t be safe till it’s there. I want it to be eliminated in the most painful way possible, and it should be done without a trace. Like it never existed. I don't care how you do it. I just want it executed. Can you do that?" She inquired.

He smirked, "It depends..."

She glances at him in confusion.

"How much are you willing to pay?" He asks.

She smiles, "10million." She stated.

"Information?" He uttered.

Latton handed him a folder.

He smirked, "Consider it done."

Alison's whimpers soon brought Igor back to reality. He grinned and didn’t answer her inquiry and continued to strike her till she no longer moved, or whined.

Tom and Igor took their time with her, making sure she’d stay alive to feel their next torture that lasted for three days. In her final moments, Igor mumbles, as he pours gasoline into her. “A GIFT from Latton Ripley."

Her eyes widened immediately.

Igor puffed his cigar and threw it at her, instantly engulfing her in fire, and burning her alive. She squirmed, and wailed, and with her last breath, she was still cursing Latton.

As expected from Igor, no one looked for Alison. Not the police, Sam, her lawyer, or friends. It is as if she never existed. For Latton, everything changed for the better.

Va-Yor-Ri Unlimited exceeds her expectations. The Ripley Farmhouse was doing great under Xavier's care. Angeline and Airo also move there to assist him.

While Lucius stayed in the Ripley Manor with her and her parents. They act so sweet as if they are on honeymoon every day. A sight Latton never thought she'd see in her life.

Derek returned to Paris to his grandparents. He wants to stay with them till their last days. He also plans to start his own clothing line.

Henri was still in the Mental Health care facility. He was happy when he received a call from Latton, and he couldn't stop telling her stories about the new adventures of the characters Hank and his dog sidekick Yoda. The updates are so good that he now has his own comics and the money was used at various animal shelters.

John and Vivian announce that they are having a baby and ask Latton to be a godmother and she agrees immediately.

Victor finally found someone and his career at Va-Yor-Ri Unlimited was thriving. A changed man, from a perverted guy with a questionable business background to a well-known CEO. He surprised everyone with his success and his father, Virgil York, even said the words Victor was longing to hear. "I'm proud of you."

Shirley Fennet was finally brought to justice by her ex-husband. She was deported back to Germany to face trial.

Malena Taylor started her new life in South Korea as a freelance designer and her works seem to have gained popularity among mid-tier KPop groups.

George and Alicia continued their cruise, and this time they went for an Asian tour as they had grown a fondness for Asian delicacies, art, and history.

-

In the blink of an eye, two years had passed...

Two years since Lucian chased Latton at the airport. Knelt in front of her, heart on his sleeve. He is willing to start from the very beginning the first Hello, Hi, Hey from a stranger. Makes his way through in the most traditional way, willing to wait till she's ready to trust him again.

Ready to take her on dates, buy her flowers, and chocolates. Offer her the moon, the stars, the world.

"It's been two years, two years." He thought to himself.

He was jolted back to his senses. He remembered he was sitting on the leather sofa in his home office reading a fiction novel that he couldn't understand. He can't focus no matter how hard he tries. Hot blood rushes all over him and he starts to unbutton his shirt. He clenched his jaw while his brows furrowed, he tried reading again, but still couldn't fathom the words in the book.

He starts breathing deeply and slowly to calm himself. He opened his mouth, and let out a low grunt. The feeling of frustration engulfed him as his head moved upward and stared at the ceiling. He closed his eyes to focus, and after struggling a few more times, he surrendered.

Closed the book and set it on the table. Both his hands clutched the armchair. Then he let out a loud whimper. Soon, he received a shock to his neck that jerked him back to his senses.

He looked down and then grunted in frustration.

"I can't do this anymore." He says in a low mumbling voice as he stares at the woman kneeling between his legs, rubbing his manhood using both of her hands while she enjoys placing it inside her mouth. The slurping sound made it difficult for him to concentrate.

"Now you understand how hard it is to stay quiet," she commented.

"Yes! Can I remove this automatic shock collar now?" He asks nicely.

"No!" She exclaimed.

She then deepthroated him and he let out another moan that triggered another shock in his neck.

She stood up and then put her forefinger on his mouth, gesturing him to stay silent.

She starts slowly undoing the buttons of her shirt and undresses in front of him.

She moved close to him and whispered, "I'm going to ride you, and you're going to stay quiet."

"Can I at least touch you?" he pleaded.

"No, you're not allowed to do that. You've done too much and this is the only chance I have. Aren't you going to give it to me?" She says while looking at him with her big brown eyes blinking coquettishly.

He breathes deeply then mumbles in a low voice, "Fuck!"

He braced himself, held tightly onto the armchair, and tried to look away from her as she undressed herself slowly.

"Be a sport and look at me." She says as she grabs his chin and moves close to him, so close that they are almost kissing.

After strip-teasing him, she sat on his lap and continued undoing her bra while giving him a lap dance. Her eyes never left his.

She can sense that he is uncomfortable and having difficulty controlling himself. His nails dug deep into the armchair so that she could see the veins in his arms bulging.

She moves close to him, her bare chest touching his. Then she muttered, “Can you spell my name?”

He nods. "It's L--A--T--"

Before he could finish, she suddenly pushed his head towards her chest. She could feel his warm breath on her breast. She then starts caressing his hair.

“I can't do this anymore,” he says, then the collar shocked him again. His neck reddened but he ignored it. He soon unbuckled it and threw it away. He lifted her, her hands around his neck and legs wrapped around his waist. He starts kissing her hungrily as if she's a man stranded in the desert and her mouth is an oasis. He starts nibbling her lips and sucking her tongue.

He sat her at his table and started penetrating her. She dug her nails into his back and started closing her eyes. The table creeks in sync with his thrust as if screaming for help.

-

It’s been two years. When she walked out on him, she boarded the plane only to return and knock on his door the next day. She confessed she couldn’t stay away from him, and she couldn’t see her life without him in it. He saw the fear in her eyes when she thought he wouldn't take her back, but unknown to her, he was planning to follow her.

From that day, he gave her everything and kept all his promises. They traveled together, went to museums, on cruises, and anywhere she liked. He gave her flowers and kisses every day, reminding her how much he loved her.

-

Their bodies are in a hit, and they can’t get enough of each other. Both are breathless after hours of lovemaking.

Suddenly she blurted out while staring at his face, “I love you, Lucian.”

He gasped then blushed, “It’s the first time you said that to me.” He uttered. He was so elated that he was about to cry but was soon interrupted when they heard cries from the other room.

They stared at each other and mumbled in unison, “Our babies are awake.”

—END