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Claiming Brielle Followed
[Thad's POV]“Oi.”Darlene's voice drifts upstairs as I slowly hobble from my room. After my ridiculous attempt at an escape, my arse was killing me along with my ankle. I was pretty sure I sprained it during the fall, but even then, I still needed to get to work.“Why are you moving about like an old bloke?” She continues when I peer over the banister at her.“Because I decided to see if humans could fly.” I respond, making my way downstairs. “Come to find out they can't.”When I reach the bottom floor, I head into the kitchen and pour myself some coffee before going to join Darlene at the table. Plopping down, I bring my steaming mug to my lips and take a sip, then hiss as the hot liquid scorches my tongue.“You also trying to see if humans can handle burning liquids?” Darlene giggles. “Seriously, what has gotten into you?”What has gotten into me? Huh. That was an interesting question, and one I was still asking myself. Pity? Imposter syndrome? I wasn’t sure, but since seeing Briel
Claiming Brielle Feign Ignorance
[Thad’s POV] I pull my jacket closer around me and begin to move, making my way deeper into the city instead of heading home. Together with my stalker, we move, weaving in and out of people and occasionally stopping at the shops to window shop; after all, how could I make things easy on him? I had to admit that it has been a while since I’ve had someone follow me like this, and I wanted to be sure to make the most of it. Only when I’m sure that the poor guy is growing frustrated do I turn and begin to make my way between two large buildings. Pushing my hand in my pocket, I clutch my pocket knife as I turn another corner, leading the way to a deadend where I could strike and figure out who the fuck this guy was working for. When we reach, I whirl around in time to catch the bastard pulling a gun, and before he can even pull the fucking trigger, I’m throwing my weapon, and it is stabbing into his hand. Letting out a string of profanities, my stalker drops his weapon, and as he fumbl
Claiming Brielle Her Desperateness
[Brielle’s POV]L: I’ll be home soon; be sure to have on something nice.B: Of course.Grinning, I sit my phone down and look down at the lingerie that I’m wearing. I was sure that this would be enough to get L turned on, and maybe he would finally take me.So far, he still refused to fuck me, but I wasn’t going to just allow this to go on. He wanted me, and I wanted him, so why was he hesitating to go all the way with me?Despite being confident in L’s feelings for me, a small part of me worried it was because he still saw me as that broken girl back then. I was a woman, and I was going to make sure that he saw that.Sighing, I get up, head to my vanity, and take myself in. Despite planning on exerting myself, I still did my makeup, being sure to keep it light so I looked makeupless. Smiling, I put on another round of lip gloss and then toss my hair.“Perfect,” I murmur, getting up as I hear the sound of my door being opened. “You’re here!”Turning, I watch as L, clad in his usual ma
Claiming Brielle Eavesdrop
[Brielle’s POV]Blood. There’s so much blood. It stains everything around me, from the floor beneath my feet to my own body.Heart hammering in my chest, I begin to look around, my eyes scanning the familiar walls and furniture of my childhood home.Swallowing, I head for the stairs even though I know what awaits me upstairs, but despite knowing that, I can’t stop myself. My body moves on its own, as it always did when I had this nightmare.“Mom, dad,” I whisper, starting to slowly take the stairs. “Are you here?”Of course, they were here. They were always here, and they were always just as I found them four years prior.When I reach the top of the stairs, the scent of blood reaches me and threatens to make me gag, but I continue to move until I reach their room.Reaching out a shaky hand, I begin to turn the handle of their door until it gives and starts to open until the dark space within can be seen.“Mom?” I whimper, moving toward the bed that sits in the middle of the room. “Dad
Claiming Brielle Locked Up
[Brielle’s POV]For the next few days, I’m free from having to be around L due to him going on a business trip. This gives me time to try to get my feelings together and my head straight. Despite my best efforts at convincing myself that I had to have misheard something, I just can’t make the memory of that conversation go away. They’re like a merry-go-around spinning around again and again, driving me mad until finally I’ve convinced myself that escaping is for the best.By day three, I’m packed and ready to go, but as I reach out and grab the handle of my door, I stop as I realize that even if I were to leave this place, I wouldn’t have anywhere to go. I was so dependent on L and his support that I didn’t have anyone else out there to save me from the situation I was in.Along with this realization, the pain of knowing that I would be alone stabs deep into my heart. Even if L was a monster, he was still the sweet, caring, supportive man that I grew to love, and my heart still very m
Claiming Brielle Her Obedience
[Leo’s POV]I sit alone in my lounge with a glass of whiskey dangling from my hand. Despite my best attempts to make the sounds of my songbird’s pleas leave my mind, they stay there. They’re similar to how my mother sounded back then when my father did the same thing to her.“What the fuck are you doing?” I grumble to myself, taking a swig of my drink. “You’re turning out to be just like him.”No. I wasn’t like him. I wasn’t an abusive bastard who beat a woman when she didn’t do what he wanted. Locking my songbird away was just a minor step to make sure that she didn’t attempt to run away again.After this, nothing like this would happen again. It was just teaching her to obediently stay by my side. Right. That was all this was to teach her obedience, but there was something that was still bothering me.Why did she try to run away?With this question in mind, I look at the grandfather clock that sits against the wall to see that it is already one in the morning. My songbird has been i
Claiming Brielle Blood On Her Hands
[Brielle’s POV]I stare at L in disbelief as his words settle over me.Kill him.Kill him.He was actually going to kill this man. Was he going to do it with me standing there? Could I possibly bear witness to such a thing? Even if he works with the man who killed my parents, do I want to see him die?“Come along, little sonbird,” L says, unlocking the door in front of us and ushering me into the dim room, which smells strongly of mold and something coppery. “Don’t be afraid; I’m with you.”Fighting the urge to run away, I allow myself to be led inside so that my eyes come to rest on a figure resting on a slab. The person’s hands and toes drip from where their fingers and toes have been removed.Feeling sick, I start to realize that the coppery scent that I’m smelling is the scent of fresh blood.“L, I don’t think,” I squeak as he places a hand on the small of my back and leads me forward. “I can’t…”“You can,” L tells me, continuing to move until I’m standing close enough to take in
Claiming Brielle First Time
[Brielle's POV]L's fingers trail along my skin, tracing each and every curve while steaming hot water falls around us. He's being so gentle that it is almost impossible to believe that this man was actually a killer.“Are you afraid?” He murmurs as I shiver. “Even after everything we've done?”Was I afraid? No. I wasn't afraid of actually having my virginity taken by this man. Instead, I was afraid of how okay I was becoming with what happened earlier and would most certainly happen again. Did that mean that I actually had no conscience?No. That was wrong. That man deserved to die. He supported a killer.“No,” I respond, wriggling around so I can stare into L's eyes. “I'm not afraid.”“That's good to hear,” he sighs, running his hands along my hips so they can come to rest on my ass. “You're so fucking perfect, did you know that?”L's words hit me like a ton of bricks. Perfect. Not hardly. I was a broken mess with so many insecurities, but when I was with L, I felt almost complete.
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Claiming Brielle A Tainted Love
[Thad’s POV]I don’t speak as Trudy buries her face in my chest, breathing me in while she does a damn good job of pretending that she was actually happy to see me. However, I know better than to fall for her tricks this time. And because of that, I reach down, grabbing her arms and pulling them off of me, then stepping back and wrapping an arm around Brielle. As I do so, Trudy’s gaze drifts to my arm and then back up to my face while a look of questioning crosses it.“Oh,” she gasps, putting on a fake look of shock. “I’m sorry!”“Sure you are.” I say, causing Brielle to give me a look of questioning. “I’m certain that you knew exactly what you were doing.”“Thad,” Brielle says softly, clearly confused about what is happening. “Should I…”“No,” I say much too strongly while tightening my hold on her. “No,” I repeat, trying to calm down. “There’s no reason for you to do that. Let’s go.”“But…” She continues as I start to pull her. “What about…”“Don’t worry about her.”As I speak, Brie
Claiming Brielle A Seaside Stroll
[Thad’s POV]For the next few days, Brielle stays locked in her room, and although I want to barge in there and drag her out, Darlene doesn’t allow me. From the way she and Steven glare at me, you would think I was some villain trying to get to a beauty. It was frustrating, especially when I knew that Brielle was suffering, but deep down I knew that my sister and her boyfriend’s intentions were pure.However, by the third day of Brielle’s self-isolation, I can’t take it anymore. That’s why I creep around the house that we share, making my way to the window that will allow me into Brielle’s bedroom.When I reach, I chance a peek inside to find Brielle sitting in bed with her knees pulled against her body. In the moment, she looks so tiny, and I can’t help but want to pull her against me.“That bastard.” I growl, lifting a hand and gently rapping on the glass in front of me while hoping that I don’t startle Brielle too much. “If only you could see the state you’ve left her.”Growing qui
Claiming Brielle Her Selfish Wish
[Brielle’s POV]I stare at Thad, my emotions racing as he considers what it is that I’ve just asked of him. Even from my point of view, I can tell that he thinks I’m being a bit too rash, and honestly, deep down in my rational mind and heart, I knew I was, but I was so desperate to forget even for a little bit the pain and sorrow that I was feeling.“Please,” I repeat, reaching out and trying to touch his cheek only to be stopped by his hand. “You won’t?” I ask as he leads my hand back to the bed. “Are you rejecting me?”“I am,” he confirms, though it is clear that he doesn’t want to.“Is it because I’m dirty?” I ask quietly, pain shooting through me. “Is it because I’m tainted by L and now carrying his baby?”God, what the hell was I saying? Was I really trying to guilt Thad into feeling sorry for me and helping me ignore all the emotions I so desperately wanted to escape? Didn’t that make me no better than the bastard that had broken me so completely?“You think that I’m a whore tha
Claiming Brielle Kiss Me
[Thad’s POV]I stare at Darlene as she takes me in with a look that screams she doesn’t quite believe me. It’s annoying as hell, and part of me just wants to tell her to fuck off, but I don’t bother doing it; instead, I turn and knock on the door and then wait as I hear someone moving around inside, and when it opens and Brielle’s puffy gaze meets mine, I’m moving.“Delivery,” I announce, ignoring the gaze that is burning into my back. “I’m sure that you’re probably starving, so I’ve brought you some food out of the kindness of my heart.”As I speak, I can hear Darlene’s laughter from the hall beyond, but I don’t turn around. I simply place the tray I’m holding on the bedside table, then straighten myself out.“Come on,” I say, peeking over my shoulder at Brielle. “Shut that door and come eat.”“Oh, okay.” She says quietly while doing exactly what it is that I’ve said. “Sorry, I’m just a...”“What have I told you about apologizing all the time?” I ask, narrowing my gaze on her. “Stop
Claiming Brielle Pregnant
[Brielle’s POV]I sit on the edge of the toilet, my head in hands, as the soft tick, tick, tick, of a timer fills the area around me. How long have I been waiting now with my heart in my throat? Was it minutes? Maybe hours? It felt like eternity, but when the alarm that I’ve been waiting for goes off, I know that only five minutes have passed.Swallowing, I sit up and take a few deep breaths before grabbing the test beside me and then taking in the two pink lines that sit on it while my ears begin to ring and my head spins.“No,” I whisper, unable to believe that this was happening. “How can…”Don’t be stupid. The small voice in the back of my head snaps. You know good and well how it happened, and now that it has progressed to this, you need to figure out what to do.Figure out what to do. Of course, there was only one option. I was going to keep it since it wasn’t the fetus’ fault that its parents were in such a fucked-up relationship. But to find myself pregnant at this point in ti
Claiming Brielle New Life
[Brielle’s POV]I walk down a busy street that is surrounded by stands filled with all types of things. There is the woman who runs a bakery just down the street selling her latest creations. A fisherman offering the freshest of catches. A woman and her small child are selling stained glass ornaments for your home. And even a butcher selling sizzling fresh meat.It’s a peaceful sight that blends in with the buildings sitting on either side of the street and the sparkling ocean just in the distance.This is the place that I’m slowly getting used to, the people that I’m slowly becoming acquainted with, and the life that I’m now leading after running away from the one I had in the past. And although I know that I should be at ease, that I shouldn’t hold the slightest bit of fear over being found since I changed my name and our tracks were hidden perfectly, there are still moments that I feel like the one I ran from is here watching me, following me, and just waiting to attack and drag me
Claiming Brielle Mania
[Leo’s POV]“This the place?” Jackson asks me as we pull up in the place where the blue-haired bastard’s phone was pinging. “But isn’t it…”“Beneath,” I growl, parking and hopping out of the car. “They’re using the city’s underground tunnel system.”For a moment, Jackson doesn’t respond as he considers what I have told him, and when shock flashes in his eyes, I almost want to kill him.“So that’s how they’ve evaded you for an entire day.”“Yes,” I respond, starting to head toward some rubble that should be covering one of the tunnel’s entrances. “But they’ve run out of time.”Kicking aside the wood in my way, I eye the trap door that is almost unnoticable, and as I kneel, I pull my gun from side and position it.“Ready?” I ask Jackson, pulling the door open.“Lead the way, boss.”Nodding, I open the door completely and let the air within hit me in the face, filling my nose with the scent of mold and rot.“How dare he bring my songbird somewhere like this?” I growl, feeling my anger sp
Claiming Brielle One Step Ahead
[Thad’s POV]I hang up my phone and know right then and there that it's time to go, but hopefully this would keep the crazy bastard distracted while we escaped. Throwing it on the ground and stomping it, I turn and head out of the kitchen to find Darlene and Steven waiting with their luggage.“Is it that time?” Darlene asks, eyeing me.“Yep,” I announce, making my way to the room where Brielle is waiting. “I can only hope that she’s able to do it.”Darlene doesn’t respond to what I’ve said, but she doesn’t need to. We both knew how hard this was going to be, but I could only hope that Brielle cared about her own well-being.“Thad,” she gasps when I step into the room and find her in a pair of pants and bra, her back turned to me as she works to put on a sweater. “Why are you…”“What is that?” I hiss, taking in a long scar on her back. “What the hell happened?”Before I can stop myself, I’m moving, rushing forward, and grabbing her shoulders so that I can get a good look.“How did you
Claiming Brielle Found You
[Leo’s POV]I stand on my balcony, staring out at the city while my phone rings. Of course, I knew that this was pushing things, but if there was a chance that blue-haired bastard would answer, I was willing to take the chance.Answer. I think inwardly knowing that was the only way I could get his location. Answer the phone, you thieving bastard, so I can bring my songbird back to my side.“Hello.”A wave of satisfaction rushes through me as the blue-haired bastard’s smug voice speaks from the other end of the line.“You answered,” I chuckle, taking a deep drag of my cigarette. “I don’t know if you are brave or stupid.”“Maybe a little bit of both.” He chuckles, completely unbothered, which just pisses me off even more. “However, I should say the same for you.”“Never stupid.” I admit, hoping Jackson was quickly working to get the location I needed. “But I must admit, I wasn’t expecting you to answer.”“And yet you called.”“Touche,” I chuckle, fighting to not break my phone over the
