Chapter 2: The Recurrence
Brielle
"You what?" My best friend Hera yelled at the mentioning of Enrique De Leon's name.
"You, you had a long conversation with a De Leon?" She muttered in excitement. "Do you mean you had the chance to talk with a De Leon and not just a De Leon but Enrique De Leon!" She doubts with widening eyes.
"Do you even know who Enrique De Leon is?" She raised a question as I raised a confused brow at my best friend with my face not trying to know what's going on at the moment.
"Who the hell are the De Leon's? Are they popular? Working for the president?" I quizzed Hera with my hand finding a way to my crunch's snack.
"The De Leon's, The De Leons!" She kept repeating it over and over again.
"C'mon Hera, what the fuck is going on?" Now things are getting out of hand, and my best friend is acting all weird and I just don't get it, what is it with the De Leon's? I watched as Hera pressed her iPod with great stability and stamina.
"Here!" she hands over the iPod to me, I looked at it and saw a photo of Enrique and a guy who I find attractive and a bit familiar but couldn't figure out when and where I had seen him, his neon eyes give the chill to me that I've seen him before but I just couldn't recall where. My jaw dropped when I saw Enrique not just Enrique, but the who of De Leon's.
"Enrique is the Second son to the Mexican Household, he's the second son to Dario De Leon, the retired CEO of DARIO AND SON'S LIMITED DEV.CO, It deals with logistics, dredging, the building of vessels and ship transportation and they own a lot of shares around the world, they were simply the top one after biding over the shell commerce tender money gram, they took over the HONG KONG dispute which was the number one around the world 2002 and now they are the top one tender money gram since 2014 till date, isn't it amazing?" Hera grinned from ear to ear.
My visions could pop out any minute I just can't believe it because when Enrique was with me, I knew his accent where a replica of a rich person but he dressed in simple attire and I must confess that he had a body of a model.
"Holy fuck!" Hera snatched the iPod from my hand, I was dumbfounded as she started to emphasize the De Leon's.
"Here is Dario De Leon, their dad and also the founder of DARIO AND SON'S LIMITED DEV.CO.", she continued.
"Here is Freya De Leon, their mom; she is the founder of LEXORI NEM GYNAECOLOGY HOME. She's a gynecologist, here is Hermione Ximena De Leon, their only sister, she's one of the youngest architects, but she's married now to Inigo Montoya, the co-heir to NNDP Construction Company.
Here is Enrique De Leon, the one you have seen, he is an engineer and also the heir to the CEO position to D.F SHELL in Tokyo and Japan, but sometimes does directs the local upcoming companie an and lastly, there is Jace De Leon, the eldest, hottest and most heartless of the De Leon's gene, he is the CEO that controls everything concerning all the company's provisions and logistics around the world, but how on Earth did you not know anything about the De Leon, and you call yourself a soon to be Economics graduate? Hmmm."she frowns.I watch as she points at me with her eyes still pinned to the iPod showing each person at a time and explaining their statuses; I tried to recall where I met this Jace De Leon and I completely know I've seen someone like him somewhere but don't know where and when.
"Oh shit! You spoke to a De Leon! I'm so proud of you Brielle, ain't you just full of surprises?" She hugs me so tightly, I tried to breathe, then she let me go when she noticed that I'm about to die.
"So..." she smiled like a glutton looking at me with taunter puppy dog eyes.
"So what?" I raised a confused brow at her.
"So, you've got his number? You know Enrique's number, you've got it right?" She smiled at me nonchalantly.
"Well..." I huffed.
"Come on Elle, talk to me,"she smiled crazily waiting for my reply, but I knew my reply to her would send me parking straight to hell, so I gently got up and carried my bag before she knew it, I ran out screaming
"No." I'm dead, I know, I didn't bother to turn back to look at her killing expression.
"Ms. Brielle Damara!" she screamed my name but I didn't take any chances at all.
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I close my eyes and take a deep purifying breath trying to recover what's left of my equilibrium but looking at Jace De Leon's photos, I know I've seen him somewhere before and it makes my heart pound but still cannot fathom why is it his looks? His civility? Wealth? Power? Playboys cavity as Hera has said? I don't understand my irrational reaction or is it the way Hera praised and described him? I breathe an enormous sigh of relief.
What in heaven's name was that all about? Leaning against one of the steel pillars of Hera's parent building, I valiantly attempt to calm down and gather my thoughts.
I shake my head. Holy crap – what was that? My heart steadies to its regular rhythm and I can breathe normally again. I head for the car as I leave the Crimson's limits behind, I begin to feel ridiculous and embarrassed as I replay all that Hera said about Jace De Leon in my mind.
Surely, I'm overreacting to something imaginary. Okay, so he's very attractive, confident, commanding, at ease with himself at least that's what Hera said about him– but on the flip side he's arrogant and I can see it in his looks and Hera said it too that by interviews and all Jace is controlling and Enrique is easy, sweet and kind.
Well, on the surface, an involuntary shiver runs down my spine. While cruising along Palermo, Sicily, Italy. my mind continues to wonder if I'm truly perplexed as to what makes someone so driven to succeed like this, Some of Enrique's answers were so cryptic – as if he had a hidden agenda, and Hera question about having Enrique's number – ugh! The silly reply! I shudder. I can't believe. Ground, swallow me up now! Every time I think of that question in the future,
do you have his number? I cringe with embarrassment. Damn.
I scold myself. I decided that all in all, It's been a very interesting experience but I shouldn't dwell on it. Put it behind you. I never have to see him again. I'm immediately cheered.
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"Brie! You're back." My mom, Gemma Damara, sits at my study table.
"I was beginning to worry. I expected you back sooner." She sounds worried.
"Oh, I thought I made good time considering the stress in the coffee shop." I hand over the can of coffee to her since she texted me when I was coming.
My mom usually comes to visit during weekends and she'll be leaving tomorrow and I'm glad she came but Hera was at her parent's house for the weekday's visit.
"Hera, thank you so much for the coffee, I owe you, how was work today? I hope it wasn't stressful and I hope no cute guys gave you hard time making coffee for them?" she sounds exceptional.
Oh no – here we go again Hera Crimson Inquisition.
I was not yet home from running away from her queries about having Enrique's phone number, she has already phoned my mom and told her everything in just a few minutes.
I struggle to answer her query. What can I say? I rolled my eyes before replying my mom. "I'm glad I meant him and I don't have to see him again and he was rather intimidating, you know." I shrug and continued.
"He's much focused, intense even, and young but too wealthy and powerful for my reach, Really young." My Mom gazes innocently at me. I scowl at her.
"Don't you look so innocent? Do you know about rich people in the world mom? can you give me a brief record of some of them if you know about the rich people in the world," I qualm her, looking hysterical!
"What are you talking about?" I watched my moms bewilder look and then I knew that Hera didn't call her neither told her anything yet.
Fuck! I'm screwed,
"My dear," She called."I'm sorry mom, I didn't think." I huff.
"About who?" She gave me the spill now graze, "Common tell me" she suggested, I blowup and sighed.
"Just tell me about some few rich persons in the world." I requested with an awful gaze.
"But you do have a phone and a laptop, what is technology made for, just go and question G****e not me." I watch as she rolled her eyes annoyingly.
"Please mom" I pled with a puppy dog eyes knowing very well that this will get to her.
She moans on the last sip of her drink. "Okay, you win I lose. Here are the few I know that has never stopped trending."
One- HYUNDAI SHU
Two- MARPOOL LINDER
Three- MAXIMILLIAN CASTRO
Four- FLORENZA SERENIO
Five- MARCO FLAVIANO
Six- INIGO MONTOYA
Seven- DE LEON CLAN
"Yes...Yes, mom that is it, that is the rich family I'm talking about." My mom was just staring at me as if I've just lost it.
"Who?" my mom disputed as if I'm going crazy,
"Oh mom, I'm talking about Enrique and Jace De Leon." I tiff on my breath.
"Thirty-one for Jace, twenty-nine For Enrique, and also twenty-four for Hermione, Brie," My mom looked at me with wide eyes, "Why asking about the De Leon's?"
"You look better, have you finished with your coffee?" I ask to change the question.
"No, and I will now before it gets cold." She smiles at me in gratitude. I check my watch, I have to run. I can still make my shift at the coffee shop since I've two shifts today.
"Brie, you'll be exhausted, " She looks concerned at me sipping at her drink.
"I'll be fine mom. I'll see you later. Make sure to lock the door properly while leaving. I love you!"She walked up to me and kiss me on the head.
"Bye, mom." I smiled as I rushed out with a smile.
"Bye my pumpkin," she waves back as I exit the door.
I've worked at The Cafe Sicilia Coffeeshop since I started at the University of Palermo, It's the largest coffee shop in Palermo and over the four years I've worked there I've come to know a lot about everything we sell – although making cakes is included, I'm crap at any sauce making. I leave all that to Lawson, Iker and Florenza.
I'm much more of a curl-up-with-a-book-in-a-comfy-chair-by-the-fire kind of girl. I'm glad I can make my shift as it gives me something to focus on that isn't thinking about where I've seen Jace De Leon or remember about my chitchat with the first richest Mexican guy, We're busy, it's the start of the summer and I want my remaining shift to be good without any Jace or Enrique handsomeness in my mind. But I swear Hera is so going to kill me and feed me to the vulnerable Zombies of the movies. God help me.
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Chapter 3: The InaccessibleBrielle"Give me that phone."Hera grabs the handset from me tossing her silken Ginger red hair over her shoulder."Listen here Javier, if you want Brielle's workplace to be more opened to the world you'll do this pep talk for us to Mrs. Sicilio tomorrow, capiché? Make her agree." Hera can be ratchet at all times."Good. Brielle will call back and tell you when to meet up with Mrs. Sicilio, We'll see you tomorrow." She snaps my cell phone shut."Sorted. All we need to do now is decide where and when. Call him." She holds the phone out to me. My stomach twists."Call De Leon, now!" I scowl at her and reach into my mini purse for his business card. I took a deep steadying breath and with shaking fingers, I dial the number. He answers on the secon
Chapter 4: The De Leon Brielle A few minutes later, After dinner, Hera dozed off like a child who just sucked from her mommy's breast, leaving me with the trauma of my Fantasyland. I was restless, tossing and turning, Dreaming of smoky Alexander's eyes, long legs, long fingers, and dark unexplored places, his smile, and good manly scent. I woke twice in the night, my heart pounding. I scold myself. I punch my pillow and try to settle. "Am I falling for a stranger?" I asked myself, knowing too well that he's rich and popularly intelligent, why did he buys the building of the small coffee shop. _ After the meeting between Mrs. Sicilio and Mr. Enrique De Leon, which she agrees with due to the conversation she had with Javier, he summoned me to come and see him in the De Leon company residence, so I went with Javier a
Chapter 5: The Suprise Brielle Where are you, Enrique? I glance at Jace and he gave me an encouraging but wry smile, revealing his pure white teeth. "Your glance gives me some sort of clue that you might be thinking about my brother. If I may ask, have you fallen for him?" he wheezes. "Who said I've fallen for your brother? he's not even my type to start with." "I think you're very self-contained," he mutters. how am I managing that? No way, I just lied about my feelings for Enrique. Am I just another kind of hedgehog? "Except when you blush of course which is often. I just wish I knew what you were blushing about." He sips from his cup. "Do you always make such personal observations?" I query him.
Chapter 6: The clubbing idea!Brielle"What did you say?" I wince my nose in a child-like form, knowing that she's undoubtedly going To freak out. I have known Hera for almost half of my life. She is a screamer."Hera?" I called in a breathe taking tone."Yes?" She replied with a sharp breath."Don't shout, don't strike me, don't do anything crazy. So, I'm going to repeat what I said again." I watched as she did an infusion of breath in breath out,"Okay, Are you ready? " I inquired with an explanatory face.She grinned, doing what the Chinese do with their hand to comfort stability. "Okay, I'm good, ""Do you remember the tall, handsome guy from high school with dirty blond hair with glasses on? " I raised my misgiving eyebrow at her for confirmation.
Chapter 7: The wrong timing!BrielleIt's hushed. The light is dimed. I was feeling so comfortable and warm. I slowly open my eyes, and for a moment, I'm tranquil. I have no idea where I am.The headboard behind me is in the shape of a massive decor of a naked male and female. It's oddly familiar.The room is large and airy and plushly furnished in browns and gold and beige. My idiotic brain struggles through its recent visual memories."Holy Molly! I'm in the De Leon hotel, in Jace's suite,"I have been in a room similar to Hera's, and it looks bigger than my high school grades.
Chapter 8: The tea hormonesBrielleMy hormones are raging, my skin tingles where his thumb traced over my face and lower lip, I feel like squirming with a needy, achy affliction, and I don't understand this reaction.Hmm... Desire. This is desire, and this is what it feels like.I scramble out of his bed, frantically searching for my jeans, he emerges from the bathroom wet and glistening from the shower, still unshaven with just a towel around his waist, and there am I."If you're looking for your jeans, I've sent them to the laundry, "His gaze is dark. "They were splashed with your vomit.""Oh." I flush scarlet. Why, oh why does he always catch me on the back foot?"I sent my helper out for another pair and some shoes, and they're in the bag on the chair.
Playlist- Cute I think you're cute, I think you're cute, oh yes I do, oh yes I do, you think I'm cute? Yes, I think you're ugly, girl I think will need to go out on a date, I'll pick you up at night and we'll do a little something, ~|DRAM|~ Brielle "Do people always do what you tell them?" I tense up. "Usually, if they want to keep their jobs," he says, deadpan. "And if they don't work for you?" I ask with fright inside of me. "Oh, I can be very persuasive, Brie. You should finish your breakfast and then I'll drop you home. I'll pick you up at Sicilia's at nine- fifty when you finish, We'll fly up to Milan." I blink at him rapidly. "Fly?" "Yes. I have a helicopter and a private boarding airplane."
Chapter 10: The magical thingsDOMINANT & SUBMISSIVEWhen you think he's not right for you, and he's too exquisitely hot for you, you later find out he's not just your side Values. After you realize you like them ~|Printerst|~BrielleJace opens the door to the black Mercedes Benz, and I clamber in. It's a beast of a car. He hasn't mentioned the outburst of annoying me. Bitch.I glance at him. Jace is his usual polite, slightly distant self. How confusing. he starts the engine and reverses out of his space in the parking lot. He switches on the MP3 player, and The car interior is filled with the sweetest, most magical music Alessa Cara 'Scars to your beautiful ' playing. My senses are in disarray. So this is doubly affecting and sends
Jace's POVYou all must have heard it a million times, but it bears repeating: even the most essential relationships face challenges. There had been more than a single relationship crisis ever since the one we had on the event of our honeymoon. "Brielle, come on, where are you going?" I had asked her as she had stuffed her luggage with more clothes. We had been married for not longer than twenty-one days, and she had already packed her bags to leave."I just need a little break," she had said, and I had closed in on her. Her in-laws were getting on her last nerve… especially my mother and my sister Hermione. Oh, that final piece of trouble that I had not anticipated coming along, Jasira Beachwood!
Brielle POVThe tour in and within the palace had been so exciting. We had just finished touring, and we were heading back to Tao's house to pick up the Aston Martin. With Jace and I seated in the backseat, we listened to Tao explains some laws in China.Jace prided himself to have known all these laws. He even made contributions, corrections, and arguments wherever applicable. He would argue that a specific law had been extinct or that the law did not make sense. He agreed with a few. As for me, my job was to listen."Hey Brielle, did you know that there is this rule in China that says one should not bind their daughter's feet?""What?" I asked, sounding surprised, then added, "but why would they have to make such a law in the first place?"&n
Brielle's POVWe had left Milan at about seven pm on a Friday, and after nine long hours airborne on a jet, we arrived in Beijing at about eleven pm on a Saturday. The city of Beijing was seven hours ahead of Milan from my time zone calculator app. Our jet landed at a private hangar, where we climbed down the airstairs.Jace told me to wait for him, and I did. In less than five minutes, he was back with one of the most insane black cars I had ever seen in my life. It looked like a racing car with the rooftop vanished."Get in," he said as the engines revved like a beast about to go on the rampage."Jace, is this thing even legal to drive on the streets?" I asked, getting into the car. The seats were black and yellow.
Brielle POVSex, sex was all I was thinking. I had not even bothered to ask Jace where we were flying to. I noticed two pilots in the cockpit, and it stunned me."Jace, why do we have two pilots on the jet?" I asked in a whisper as we went to take our seats."Are you kidding me?" his voice boomed, and I shushed him. I did not want to look dumb."You practically fly alone," I muttered. "That's why I'm asking."He ohed silently. "Yeah, okay, so here's the thing, there are single-pilot certified private jets, and there are not. Unfortunately, we are not in one of those jets. The Federal Aviation Administration has strict rules to protect the public. These rules dictate that in the majority of circumstances when a private jet is being rented out that two pilots are upfront.""But why?" I asked, curious to know more.
Brielle POV I wondered how he was able to fall asleep some twenty-five minutes after I had just given him probably the best ride of his life. I could not sleep. I had several things running through my mind. I wanted to pick up the phone and confront Enrique! Hermione, I could understand, might have just been a pretender, but Enrique was supposed to be Jace's brother and my friend, for goodness sake! Should there not be a sibling code or something that should have prevented all these from happening? I felt like I should ask Ona. Time passed, and I remained awake, lost to how much time had gone by. I imagined what my wedding would be like tomorrow. Earlier, I had asked Jace what kind of wedding we would be having, and he told me it would be a common-law marriage. I t
Jace POV"Wow!" I said, short of breath. "Brielle, that was hot. We are having sex next on a jet!""We'd need a pilot for that to happen, and you're your pilot," Brielle said, and I laughed."That's true, but we can always hire a pilot," I replied, watching her dress up. I leaned in to kiss her, and she kissed back. Our lips patted away slowly."You can do whatever the fuck you want, and I'm ready to satisfy all your fantasies, daddy," she said."I want us to get married tomorrow, Brielle!""Okay, then let's get married tomorrow.""I'm serious about it," I said, unable to believe that she was ready."I've said yes to the proposal Jace so whenever you feel you want it; then I want it to.""Alright. I think I got you pregnant, Brielle."She instinctiv
Jace POVEnrique came to Milan to join us, happy to see him. He had arrived unexpectedly and earlier than he had proposed. It was a fabulous evening, and the view from where we sat overlooked the main roads and other buildings in the city. Also, it had been a long time since the three of us were assembled in one place.We had a sibling's time out at a restaurant. We were eating an excellent meal of minestrone garnished with goat cheese. The taste of the food tickled my taste buds. The food was paired with three different bottles of wine; each sibling had their favorite wine."It has been so long since we all ate together!" Hermione said, sipping on her glass of Cannonau di Sardegna."It has been so long since we did anything together at all," Enrique said. "I had to make time just to be here, especially for your sake, dear s
Brielle's POVI stepped out of the bathroom after some ten minutes of enjoying the water pouring down my body. I decided not to wear a single piece of clothing or tie a towel around me.Entering the room, I did not see Jace on the bed where I had handcuffed him to before I left for the bathroom. I froze feeling terrified. Then I felt someone touch me from behind."Argh!" I screamed, jerking out of fear and assuming a fighting position, but then I settled down the moment I saw that it was just Jace. "Jace, how did you free yourself from the handcuffs?"He was standing behind my back dangling the cuffs in front of me with one hand, with a smirk at the corner of his lips. The other hand held a whip. I could tell that his eyes were burning with intense desire and lust as he stared down at my nakedness."Brielle, it's your turn!" he said, his voice sounding hoarse. It did not even seem like the top
Brielle's povLike a lost pup, I followed my nemesis; if lust could kill this instance, I would be announced dead in less than seconds. In between, my thigh feels the heat; it judges the want and needs to be separated massively apart.Good lord! Have I been this submissive to sin? Have I been down facet rotten? Just the thought of Jace's smirk tingled the sexual urge in me. I watched his bedroom door swing for me to come in.I inhaled deeply. “Forgive me, Lord!” I whispered before entering the room. To my wildest surprise, Jace was sitting bare-chested on the bed with a white towel circling his waist. His hair damped from the bath.I swallowed hard as I inhaled the solid sexual memories I'd had in his same room. My sins started right in this room. Innocence—I grave for mercy, but I crave the Mercies of Jace's dick. I wanted him, and I eyed him as his beautiful eyes emb