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Claiming Brielle A Strange Message
TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains violence, abuse, dubious consent, stalking, murder, alcohol and drug use, bondage, and other scenes that may be triggering to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.NOTE: This story touches on some serious topics and do know that if you're going through the same or know someone who is going through this you and they are not alone. There is help out there just waiting for you to take it.Four Years Earlier[Brielle's POV]"We're here!"The shrill announcement breaks through my light doze, causing my already pounding head to hurt worse."Fuck," I hiss, snapping open my eyes to take in the brightly lit house ahead of me. "Son of a..."All the lights could only mean one thing. My parents were awake, and they were waiting for me."Good luck, chick," Anastasia giggles. "Don't make it too obvious how wasted you are.""You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I growl, reaching into the backseat and fumbling for my leather jacket."Naughty girls should expec
Claiming Brielle Her Benefactor
4 Years Later[Brielle's POV]L: Good morning, little songbird. I hope you slept well. Do know that I'll be routing for you to land that audition today, though I know you'll do splendidly.My driver will be waiting out front to take you to and from your audition today. Don't you dare attempt to go on your own.L.I stare at the message, taking in its words again and again as a comforting warmth seeps through me.This was basically the norm since L came into my life, but up until this day, four years later, I had yet to actually meet him face-to-face, but despite that, he became the person I cared for the most in the world.After my parents deaths, L contacted me regularly and even rented me a small apartment to live in while I got my life back together, finished school, and even went to college.He was like a guardian angel, watching over me at all times and protecting me as I learned to navigate life without my parents and with the constant fear that the one responsible for their dea
Claiming Brielle Don't Touch What Is Mine
[Leo's POV]I pull my jacket on and fix my tie before heading into the studio in front of Ms."Hello, Mr. Rogers.”“Welcome.”“We've been waiting.”“Shall I show you the way?”The greetings trickle together from the ass kissers who are vying to get on my good side. This was normal when you had money and when you had power, but it meant your circle stayed small.Maybe this was part of the reason I kept my identity hidden from my songbird. I wanted to test her to see if she would end up wanting me while knowing nothing about me, and from her suggestive texts that always made me want to break my own fucking rule, I knew she did.From that damned photo she sent earlier alone, I knew that she craved me the way I craved her. Well, maybe not quite the same. I wanted to bend her in every way possible and fuck her until she screamed at the top of her lungs, filling the room with her beautiful voice. I wanted to tie her up and have my way with her until her body yearned for my touch. But most o
Claiming Brielle His True Colors
[Brielle's POV]When the handsome man with the kind face and hypnotizing gray eyes that were shrouded by long lashes sat beside me, I didn't expect to be so enticed. However, something about him felt so familiar. Maybe that was why I couldn't take my eyes off him as he taught that disgusting drunk a lesson. It was like I was in a trance, and all I could see was him, despite everything going on around me.But now I couldn't help being transfixed because of his voice. Why did it sound so similar to L's? There was no way it was him. It couldn't be, not after four years of staying away. He wouldn't just show up out of nowhere, or was he following me all the time? Just the thought of him always being near but never close enough left a thrum of excitement racing through me.“Hello… Earth to Brielle.” Anastasia's annoyed voice calls as I continue to stare at the man's retreating back. “Girl, snap out of it!”Snap out of it. Right. I needed to snap out of it. There was no way he could be L. I
Claiming Brielle Touch Yourself
[Brielle's POV]I stare at my naked self in the mirror, taking in the curves of my body while picturing what it would feel like for someone to touch them. Since my run-in with that psycho killer earlier on and his taunting, seductive words, I was still all hot and bothered, but not for him. Instead, I wanted someone else, someone that I knew I couldn't have but desperately wanted to meet.Smiling to myself, I pick up my phone and position it so that I can see my whole body in the mirror, and then I'm taking a picture. Fine, if he wanted to play hard to get, then I would just continue to taunt him until he couldn't stand it anymore.“Let's see what you say to this,” I murmur, opening my texts and finding the string of messages between me and L.B: I want you.I send the text while my pussy twitches with desire, begging for the man of my dreams to come and please it, and then I send the photo.Once they've both gone through, I turn and head into my room so I can collapse on my bed until
Claiming Brielle A Beautiful Show
[Leo’s POV]I lean back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the screen in front of me, while my little songbird spreads her legs wide, showing me everything while not realizing it. She looks fucking beautiful like that, with those slender legs far apart and her pussy spread wide open, just waiting to be attacked.“That’s a good girl,” I growl, beginning to pump my dick, which is still hard even after cumming once. “Now, make yourself scream. Consider this a voice lesson, and your goal is to hit the highest note possible. Use your fingers to help you get to that note, little songbird. I know you can do it."Fuck, why was I losing control like this? For the past 4 years, I have been so cautious and kept a line between us, but here I was jerking off to my beautiful songbird, pleasing herself. It was like something in me snapped, and I couldn't fucking get it to go back to where it was.I fucked up. That was why this was happening. Just holding her earlier spawned all these fucking desires I ke
Claiming Brielle New Manager
[Brielle's POV]I stand in the group of auditioners, waiting for the judges to hang the sheet with the results of the audition. Only three of us would be signed to this gig, and the rest would have to leave. With each passing minute, my heart rate increases, and when I think I can’t take it anymore, the list is finally brought out.Instantly, everyone rushes forward while I stay back, watching as many burst into tears and then turn and leave. Only once the numbers have grown low enough do I make my way forward.Please. Please. Please. I repeat it inwardly, again and again, until I’m standing right in front of the single piece of paper that could make or break my future.Holding my breath, I take in the list of names, and when I see mine at the very top, I lift my hands to my mouth to stop the scream of excitement that wants to escape. I did it. I got the gig! I couldn’t believe it!This would be my turning point from depending on L to being able to pay him back for everything he ever
Claiming Brielle Anticipation
[Brielle’s POV]I stare in disbelief at the words in front of me. How? How was it possible that I missed this? There was no way!“You changed it,” I hiss, snapping my gaze at Mr. Roger's amused one. “You had to! I read the whole thing!”“It seems you didn't,” he chuckles. “But as you can see, if you decide to walk out of this office, then you will be paying the company twenty thousand. What will you choose?”What would I choose? What would I fucking choose? Of course, I would choose to stay. I barely had a thousand to my name. Forget twenty grand! Dammit, he had me, and he knew it; that was why his handsome face was fixed in such a smug expression. It really wasn't fair for a devil to look so damn good.Taking a breath, I push the contract back to him and then take a seat. Crossing one leg over the other, I cross my arms and then fix my narrowed gaze with his.“Twenty grand,” I begin, coming up with a plan. “I earn that, and then I'm free, correct?”For now, I would play along since I
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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
