Anovel of crazy monaliza chapter 36 by summer's spark

He still doesn't understand!! 

It's not like he would be ousted out of the school premises, the school belongs to the Luther's. 

That's why he's able to have his own private penthouse in the school premises, also having different classes from regular students.

He gently sat on a bench and pulled her face from the crook of his neck, she quickly wiped her tears and smiled.

"Don't do that!! I don't like it, I told you before I won't leave and it's not anytime soon. Like four weeks coming" he said 

"but the days end in a fleet and I really wished I was in the same class!!" She pouted and he kissed her lips.

"Let's make a deal then!!" He said and she smiled widely.

"Okay!! What will that be??"

"I promise to be wherever you are, whenever you turn left, you'll see me there and when you turn right, you'll still see me there. I'll be your shield and I'll protect thou. Your turn, say exactly what I just said " he said, his gaze deeply locked in hers.

"I promise to be wherever you are, whenever you turn left, you'll see me and when you turn right, you'll still see me there. I'll be your shield and I'll protect thou." She repeated, her hands rubbing his chest gently.

"I love you!!" She whispered and he chuckled softly, even after hearing it all day, he still hasn't got used to it.

He still blushes when she says it!!

"I love you a billion times more"

She slowly connected their lips in a long and breathless kiss, their lips moving slowly against each other's.

Slowly she broke the kiss to catch her breath, then she jumped down from his thighs and ran deeply into the garden.

There's a small lake hidden deeply inside, she always goes there.

Still running, she could feel heavy footsteps coming behind her.

Her beloved must be following behind her, 

she halted in front of the lake and quickly stripped off her clothes, Left with only her panties with her fresh looking tits pouncing as she jumped into the lake.

she deepened her head into the warm water and brought it out while laughing loudly. 

Scott had already reached the lake and was crouched beside it, with a smile on his face.

"Woohoo!!! You need to Get in" she said and he shook his head.

"I don't wanna get wet." He replied and she smiled. 

"Really, like how wet!" she asked naughtily and he tilted her chin upward. 

"Like very wet, dripping!!" he whispered, leaned in, crushing his lips against hers. 

Lisa swiftly grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him into the water.

"Shit!!" Scott yelped in surprise as he plunged into the warm water with Lisa's giggles echoing through the air. 

He surfaced, shaking his head to clear the water from his eyes. 

Lisa was already swimming circles around him, her bright pink hair glistening with water droplets.

As he treaded water, Scott couldn't help but admire Lisa's radiant smile. 

She's always so carefree, unencumbered by the worries that often plagued her. 

He swam closer, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss.

Their lips moved in tandem, the water lapping gently against their skin. 

Scott's hands roamed over her curves, her skin slick with water. 

He deepened the kiss, and Lisa's legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer.

As they broke apart for air, Lisa's eyes sparkled with mischief. 

"I'm glad you're wet now," she teased, her voice husky. Scott chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. 

"I think I'm just getting started," he whispered, his lips tracing the curve of her ear.

Lisa shivered, her skin prickling with goosebumps. 

She knew that look in his eyes, the one that promised a night of unforgettable passion. 

 "I love you, SCOTT LUTHER" she said loudly, her voice ringing through the whole garden .

"Say it again, louder!" He smirked, his hands slowly cupping her boobs, rubbing her already hardened nuts.

"I LOVE YOU, SCOTT LUTHER!!!" she yelled this time around, and he smiled widely.

God!!! His name sounds so melodious coming from her!

'How would it sound like when it comes in moans!!' He thought and felt his ears burning again.

He still can't believe he blushes!!!!

"I love you too, little mouse" he replied, his voice low and husky. 

"More than words can say."

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YURI'S SUITE_7PM*

Yuri and Riley sat side by side on a plush couch, their eyes fixed intently on the four rough looking men seated across from them.

The air was thick with tension, heavy with the weight of so many unspoken intentions.

Yuri's voice was laced with skepticism as she turned to Riley. 

"Are you sure they'll get the job done? I'm not in for any mess" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly. 

Riley's smile reassuring, her eyes glinting with confidence. 

"Trust me on that, they're some of my boys. They don't fail," she snarled, her tone dripping with conviction.

Yuri's gaze lingered on Riley for a moment before turning her attention back to the four men. 

With a swift motion, she opened a drawer from the corner of the coffee table and pulled out four bundles of cash. 

The men's eyes widened in delight as she tossed the bundles at each of them, their faces splitting into maniacal grins as they caught the money.

"Don't worry, madam, we'll surely get her," the leader of the gang promised, his voice dripping with malice. 

"Yes madam!! Failure is not in our dictionary" the rest chorus.

"We just need her pictures." The leader said.

 Yuri smiled coldly and calculating, as she reopened the drawer once more and retrieved a photograph. 

She tossed it at the men, her eyes glinting with a malevolent intensity. 

"It's as simple as ABC, just bring her to me. Momma wants to see her before her death. If not, I would have ordered you guys to just kill her," Yuri sneered, her voice dripping with venom.

Riley's eyes narrowed, her expression unreadable. 

The four men stood up, their movements swift and silent, bowing slightly before turning to leave. 

As they disappeared into the night, Yuri's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with a sinister light.

"If they fail, I'll take your both hands as my benefactor. I don't play with my stuff. what are you still doing here, Go get the warehouse ready, we'll soon be having a visitor." She smiled widely.

Riley rolled her eyes, stood up and stormed out.

Yuri slowly picked her phone from the table and gazed down at it, the picture of Scott was her wallpaper.

She misses him so much!! They'll soon reunite. Like the doctor had said!!! Soon!!

Everything would be slow and steady but she'll surely win in the end.

Winners don't brag!! They continued winning.

She unlocked her phone and taped a number, placing the cell on her ear.

"The rest is up to you, just bring her out tomorrow, temie and I'll do the Rest. It's great you thought about that, getting close to her for our advantage, very smart. You'll surely be rewarded" Yuri snarled, her lips curled up.

She didn't wait for Tems to reply before ending the call!!

"I promised didn't I??" She whispered to no one in particular, her lips curling up.

"I'll make you, regret... Hahaha!!!!!!!!" She burst into laughter, laughing Maniacally. Like an insane bitch!!!!

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A VERY DIFFERENT VVIP HOSPITAL__8PM.

In one of the private rooms, Mr. Leon Jeong lay on a plush bed, his frail body a shadow of its former self. 

Malik, sat beside him, a look of quiet concern etched on his face. 

With a gentle movement, Malik pulled out two photographs from his chest pocket and handed them to Mr. Jeong.

The elderly man's hands trembled as he accepted the pictures, his eyes widening with a mix of shock and joy. 

As he gazed at the images, his face crumpled, and he burst into tears. 

The photographs depicted two beautiful young women, their features radiant and reminiscent of their mother's. 

Mr. Jeong's daughters, the apples of his eye, the reason for he's still holding up.

He wept uncontrollably, his body shaking with sobs as he hugged the pictures tightly to his chest. 

Malik's expression softened, his eyes filled with compassion as he watched his employer's emotional breakdown.

"Have you seen them, Malik?" Mr. Jeong asked, his voice barely above a whisper. 

Malik nodded, his eyes locked on Mr. Jeong's.

"Yes, sir, but I didn't approach them. I only gathered information about their lives." A faint smile crossed Mr. Jeong's lips, his eyes still brimming with tears.

"Bring them to me, Malik," he pleaded, his voice laced with desperation. 

"It's getting late, and the night is slowly closing in on me. Let me see them before the darkness consumes me, please, Malik." The elderly man's eyes implored Malik, his face a map of longing and regret.

Malik's expression turned resolute, his jaw set in determination. 

"I'll do just that, sir," he reassured, his voice firm and confident. 

With a nod, Malik stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Mr. Jeong to his tears and his memories. the poor man has suffered so much.

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Getting outside of the ward Malik turned Swiftly to the abled bodyguards standing at the door.

"Don't let anyone in here, even if they cut off your throats. Make sure, only medical terms are allowed here!!" He warned strictly, they saluted him. And he set off, walking away.

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THE STRAY KIDS MANSION_9PM*

Stryker was completely absorbed in the virtual world of his video game, his fingers flying across the controller as he navigated the intricate landscapes and challenges. 

The living room was dimly lit, the only sound was the loud hum of the TV and the occasional beep or explosion from the game.

Just as Stryker was about to conquer a particularly difficult level, Ayra descended down the stairs, her presence commanding attention.

She was dressed in a daringly short mini skirt that hugged her curves in all the right places, paired with a vibrant color-splash shirt that accentuated her toned physique. 

Her braids cascading down her back in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face and bright, inquisitive eyes.

As she approached the couch, Stryker's gaze instinctively drifted towards her, his eyes drawn to the tantalizing expanse of skin exposed by her mini skirt. 

He tried tearing his gaze away to focus on the game, but his eyes betrayed him, sneaking glances at her sweet hot legs.

Ayra, who seemed oblivious to Stryker's surreptitious stares, her attention focused on searching for something. 

She bent down beside him, her mini skirt riding up her thighs as she peered under the couch. 

Her @$$ arched upward, presenting a tantalizing view that left Stryker's breath caught in his throat.

Dear mother!!! Help me!!!

His eyes were glued to the curve of her fresh buttocks, his mind momentarily blanking out as he struggled to process the sheer sensuality of the scene before him. 

She's a walking seductress!!

The game was long forgotten, his fingers stilled on the controller with his entire being focused on the vision of loveliness beside him.

Ayra, sensing his burning gaze, giggled silently, her cheeks flushing with amusement.

She turned to him, her eyes sparkling with mirth, and Stryker quickly snapped the controller from the couch, pretending to be engrossed in the game once more.

"Did you see my earpiece?" She asked, her voice husky and confident. 

Stryker scratched the back of his head, his eyes darting around the room nervously. 

"No, I haven't," he replied, his voice a little too gruff, a little too forced.

Ayra nodded with a knowing smile, Bent down again to search under the couch. 

Stryker's eyes strayed back to her, his gaze drinking in the sight of her toned smooth thighs and the curve of her buttocks. 

He felt a familiar stir of attraction, his body responding to Ayra's proximity with a predictable enthusiasm.

Ayra widened her legs, while shooting her @$$ up. 

Suddenly she felt Two huge hands on her buttocks and her eyes widened..........!!!