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Claiming Brielle A Hot Limo Ride
[Leo’s POV]I reach up, wrapping my hand in my songbird’s hair, pulling her face closer to mine until our lips are almost touching, but before they can meet, I see something in her eyes that makes my anger flare.“Are you thinking of other things while you're with me?” I ask, causing her doe eyes to widen. “Is it him?”“What?” She gasps, confusion and fear dripping from her words. “How could you possibly ask such a thing?”Why? Because every fucking time I turned around, he was hovering near her, and she had even lied to me a few times when it came to him.“Who do you belong to?” I push, clenching her hip. “Tell me.”“You!” She squeaks, her cheeks flushing a beautiful pink. “Of course I belong to you!”“Are you certain?”Of course, I knew in the end, no matter what, she would be mine since I was going to make that bastard disappear. Any fucking man who dared try to be around her would disappear one by one, but I wanted her to feel like she had a choice in this so that she wouldn't run
Claiming Brielle Gaining Control
[Leo’s POV]I wait as my songbird takes me in with those large eyes, and when she finally nods and begins to stand, a shiver rushes through her as her cheeks flush a delicious pink."Ah!" She gasps, clenching her thighs together. "I'm..."“I see your toy is doing the job,” I chuckle.“Y-yeah,” she husks, making her way to the pole. “It is.”When she arrives, she presses her back against it while running her hands along the pole until she is clutching it above her head. Once she has a good grip, she begins to move, rolling her body seductively before slowly lowering herself.“That’s it,” I murmur, leaning back in my seat and getting comfortable. “I knew you could do it.”Nodding, she parts her legs, so I get a quick glance at her soaked core before she closes them again, throwing one over the other and then flipping so she can lift her ass and shake it for me.“Fuck, songbird,” I groan, feeling my dick twitch in anticipation.Smirking, she begins to lift herself once more so that she c
Claiming Brielle Nightmare
[Brielle’s POV]I dozed in L’s arms as the limo around us made both our bodies vibrate as it speeds down the highway, taking us home. Only after multiple rounds of sex did L finally decide that it was time to leave, and I was too exhausted to move on my own.“We need to build your stamina,” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head. “You get worn out so quickly.”“Because you have so much energy,” I yawn, snuggling my face against his chest.Chuckling, he pulls me closer as I feel myself beginning to drift, and when I can’t stay up any longer, I let myself succumb to sleep. However, the comforting darkness doesn’t last long before I find myself standing in a large room with blood-splattered walls and what looks dangerously close to pieces of human flesh on the floor.Feeling my stomach turn, I try to make sense of where I am and why.Turning, I continue to take in the area until I see a table with a figure on it. Eyes widening, I begin to understand what this is, but I can’t make sense o
Claiming Brielle Useless
[Leo’s POV]I sit alone in my office with my hands clasped in front of me while Jackson looks around in discomfort. It is clear from his demeanor that he knows exactly why I called him over so early, which was good since he had some explaining to do.After watching my songbird sleep for most of the night, I decided that it was time to strengthen my attempts at getting rid of that blue-haired bastard that hung around her. So far, anyone who followed him was easily evaded or killed. How this shit could keep happening was beyond me, but if it continued, I was going to take matters into my own hands. However, I was willing to give Jackson one last chance.“Well?” I begin, leaning forward. “Do you have something to tell me?”At my words, Jackson’s expression shifts, but he quickly composes himself.“I don’t quite..."“Don’t play dumb,” I warn, reaching into the drawer beside me and pulling a knife. “I’m positive you know exactly why I’ve called you here.”As I speak, I twirl the knife betw
Claiming Brielle A Trip
[Thad’s POV]I keep my gaze fixed on the boss as he considers what I’ve said. Sure, I knew that attempting to pick a fight first thing in the morning wasn’t the best of ideas, but when I woke up, I chose violence instead of peace. After the hell I was going through, constantly watching my back every fucking where I was going, I needed an outlet to try to deal with the stress and frustration I was dealing with.“Are you suggesting that someone in upper management is screwing around with an artist?” The boss finally asks, his expression calm. “If you have a name, you should report it to HR instead of asking me about policies.”“I could,” I agree. “But I thought maybe it would simply be better to let that person know that it was quite obvious and they should be a bit more careful.”Smirking, I wait as the boss opens his mouth to say something more, but he stops as his gaze shifts from me to something just over my shoulder.Turning, I watch as a sleek black car pulls up, and then Brielle
Claiming Brielle Found You
[Thad’s POV]I don’t bother waiting for the boss’s response before I’m turning and heading down the hall, while he just remains in place watching me. Good. Watch me walk away while your anger bubbles. If my theory is absolutely right, which I was almost certain it was, this would be enough to trigger you to do something more.Along with being certain that the boss and Brielle were together, I was almost positive that he was the one who sent those people after me. Although it was logical to think that bastard back home was responsible, the chances of him finding me were damn near impossible. That only left the masked bastard; after all, he made it clear he was willing to kill when he stabbed me. Since he hadn’t made another move, I was taking matters into my own hands and pushing him to do so.“Send them after me,” I whisper, pushing open the glass doors that lead outside. “Let’s end this sooner than later.”Once I’m out on the street, I turn in the opposite direction of home and begin
Claiming Brielle His Request
[Thad’s POV]I stare up into my father’s eyes as he continues to watch me with a look of amusement. I was sure that the bastard was taking pleasure in the fact that, despite all these years, he was still much stronger than me.“Don’t give me that look,” he chuckles. “I don’t intend to hurt you. Not today anyway.”“I can’t say that the feeling is mutual,” I counter. “What the hell do you want?”Remaining silent, my father tightens his hold on me, pressing me harder against the floor. When I wince from pain, he even has the audacity to laugh.“Acting so tough for a weak little runt.” He sighs. “I’ve come to ask you for a favor.”A favor. Was he out of his fucking mind? Why in the hell would this man think that I would help him with anything? The only thing I was more than willing to help him with was dying, and I knew that wasn’t what he wanted.“And if I refuse?” I ask slowly. “What then?”“I’ll have to go ask Darlene instead.”At his words, I feel my heart fall and a chill race up my
Claiming Brielle See Through
[Thad’s POV]When the sun comes the next morning, I don’t waste any time heading out. After tossing and turning for the entire night, I was more than ready to busy myself as a distraction from the war that is raging within me. By the time I arrive at the airport, I’m in a mood until I spot Brielle standing with Mr. Rogers.Her hair is up in a messy bun on top of her head, and she wears an oversized hoodie over a pair of leggings that hide her tiny frame. She looks so normal standing there that I once again wonder why my father is so hell bent on having her killed. Was there something special about her, or was he threatened by her? I didn’t know, but I intended to find out.Plastering a smile on my face, I move forward, throwing an arm around her shoulders while Mr. Rogers watches us with an unreadable expression.“Morning,” I chirp, keeping my voice light. “Has anyone told you that even when you’re not made out, you’re beautiful? I continue, turning my entire attention to Brielle.“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
