All Chapters of Naughty Genie: Pleasing My Master (Book complete): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The genie realized she was under attack almost instantly. She pulled back into the room that she had just emerged from, and the force dragged Hanif with her. Her left hand was still uncovered, yet in her human form, she was a small woman, light and delicate. She was no match for a man nearly twice her size in weight. Focus, thought Hanif, as he wrestled her to the ground. He had her hand pinned above her head, which had dragged her already restrained hand up above her face, blocking her vision. An orb of blue energy came out of her hand, her only form of self-defense, but the aim largely missed Hanif, and prevented any damage. Again, the genie struggled, yet her human formed tired quickly. Dodging another orb of energy from her, the genie largely exhausted herself against him. Finally, the satisfying click of the Restraint on her left hand set Hanif into a grin of accomplishment. "I've got you now, bitch," he sneered wit

Grace sobbed openly, a mixture of crying and screaming. She let out one final challenge before he left the room completely, "You'll get yours one day! I promise you that! Someday, you'll have to answer for all the lives you've taken, and the souls you've destroyed!" Hanif turned to her, and sighed, looking at her writhing on the ground. "I tire of your mouth, genie. Close it, or I will put the tape back on." "Such a strong man you are. Can't even handle a woman telling you how it really is?" She taunted, managing a careless smile at the rage building behind his eyes. If she could cause him one tenth the amount of pain he had done to her, she could at least die comfortably. "You're nothing. Your order is nothing, a joke of pathetic excuses of human excrement. Someday, someone will use that knife at your side and carve out your heart. I only pray that there is one there to begin with, so you know what real pain is!" Hanif

Stephen walked out the front door, and quickly slid behind the moving truck, using it to keep an eye on the Hanif's house. Satisfied that no one else was about, or that he was being secretly watched, Stephen shuffled around the moving truck, and ducked behind a waist high decorative bush that marked the edge of the property. His stealthy movements made him feel like he was playing the main role in some kind of action movie, despite how silly it would have looked to anyone else who just might happen to see him. Yet, in his case, the stakes were incredibly real. It was enough for him to justify the theatrical stealth tactics. Stephen let a car pass, and went further down the street, before he hurriedly ran across the main road separating their house from Hanif's. He stopped short behind a tree just one house down from the warden's little cottage. He continued moving, making steady progress until he made it just behind the warden's front porch, hiding behind anothe

He didn't have to wait long. Hanif seemed to recover from the cheap shot incredible speed. The rage in his face seemed to have doubled and Stephen found himself backing into the corner of the room just to keep the distance between them. "I'll have you flayed for this," spat Hanif, as he quickly closed the distance. Stephen did the only thing he could think of in the moment, and swung the bat hard. He felt Hanif's hands make contact with the bat as it swung down through it's arc, pulling it low and to his side with notable strength. Blocked with the bat, there was only one possible move left. Hanif's face went ashen, and a look of real fear appeared as the blade slid between his own ribs, with several inches protruding into his very core. As if not believing the outcome, he looked down, seeing the cold, hard steel penetrating his own body, with the handle of the knife firmly affixed within Stephen's grip. Hanif relaxed his grip on the basebal

All she offered was a sad smile. "I don't think I have any options left, Stephen. The warden was right. This is just a temporary reprieve. Even now, I'm sure they've felt those last two wishes and are making their way here at all possible speed. We've bought ourselves a couple of days at most." Stephen hugged her tight. "Grace, it almost sounds like you're giving up on me," his voice cracked. She kissed his cheek and then pulled back. "Loving you was the best part of my life, Stephen. Every morning and every night, I said thank you to our Creator for letting you find my portal. My one and true soulmate." Her hand reached up to caress his cheek. "There aren't enough words to describe how much I love you. I will always be yours, forever." As Stephen hugged her tight, her hand slipped in to caress her stomach. She decided against telling him about the baby. He would never let her go if he knew she was pregnant. She cast a t