BRANDYSomething was poking me. I quickly scrambled up, ready to fight. Music blurred, vision blurry with everything aching on my body. I pushed up, pulling the headphones from my ears, leaving them throbbing from the abuse. “Shit.” I huffed out. “We are leaving at six, be ready with your packed bag.” I jumped, turning around to find a huge man standing next to me. I couldn’t help but scurry back only to stop and realize he was my husband. I was married now. I sighed, a hand running over my face. I felt as bad as he looked. His under eyes weren’t better at all, as if he hadn’t slept at all. “Okay. I will borrow a packing bag though since I doubt you will be landing me your card anytime soon?” I gave him an eye, testing my luck in case he changed his mind and gave me the card again. My smile wasn’t returned, Husband turning and walking away. He looked pissy as hell, leaving me fearful for those who would spend the day with him. “Have a great day!” I screamed as the door cl
STORM“We will discuss the matter further tomorrow McAdams. It is not a matter to be settled over the phone.” I pushed the door open, nodding my head to Jacobs who guarded the door. I span around, closing the door while pulling the phone from my ear. Just a shower and a change of clothes before dinner and hopefully a good night with Miranda. I told myself I deserved it, a day to relax and enjoy myself. My dick was painfully hard every morning. It had been a while. I could already see myself burying my cock in her, deep, just stroking her over and over. I felt my dick twitch in my pants in agreement. The bedroom door was pushed with my foot, my attention on the text that just entered. Miranda: I am readyAnd so was I. I hit something hard, cursing as I pulled back only for my eyes to widen. They could only get larger as they settled on the case that had not been there when I left in the morning. “Shit.” I turned so fast, marching out of the bedroom back to the living room onl
BRANDYI heard it at some point, the alarm. Yet I could not recall movement. Something warm lay under me, arms gripping me tightly. I wanted to bury myself deeper but something kept nagging me. Something was wrong. There was an alarm. I fought with sleep for what seemed like eternity and when I finally came to my senses it all clicked. My eyes opened wide, seeing skin. Husband was under me, holding me firmly. My heart went ballistic. Calm down, I whispered in my head, not wanting to wake him. I was not surprised, I was a very busy and restless sleeper, having found my way to him. Was I heavy on him? My eyes went wider, trying to shift but his arms were not giving way. I could not see his face but I knew he was deep in it. Then I recalled my cause for concern. An alarm. “Fuck.” I pushed up, barely successful. My hand lay on Husband’s chest, shaking him a little. “Hi, your alarm, you need to wake up,” I said, trying to recall when the alarm rang but knew it was well over a
STORMYou try to pass an olive branch and get slapped with it on the face.I should have left her to rot in that bed. My cock had flooded my brain with stupid hormones and now my whole day’s schedule was fucked up. Pissing shit.I jumped out of the car, no time to waste. My feet stretched, rushing past the opened doors.Everyone stepped aside to make way, greeting and wasting their breaths on me.I could hear small feet pat after me, sure she was running at that point. Good, maybe lose some weight while at it.Okay, that was a low blow, even I knew it.I swiped my thumb into the executive elevator, the doors opening. I turned, realizing Brandy
BRANDYI was panicking hard!Shit! Shit! Shit!My eyes drew wide. After all the lines I had drawn, only to realize it was a permanent marker.What am I going to do? I tried to rub it off repeatedly but it wouldn’t move. Fuck My nerves hit the roof, eyes wide.‘Okay, calm down, just blame someone else’I could feel all the eyes drilling my back.Shit, Why did my husband want to ruin my life? Why had he called me up? Fucker.My heart couldn’t stop jumping in my chest. I had just been doing research on the surrounding island when my name had been called. Damn him.
“Miss Madroi?”My head peaked up to the door where a man stood, holding it open.“Yes.” I stood, my ass burning from all the hours I had spent on that chair.“Can you please follow me.”“Great.”I was going crazy in that boardroom alone. I put my gadgets in my bag, slinging it over my shoulder.Honestly I had done a lot of work in the two hours sitting there but the hunger would soon knock me down.We walked into the hall, no one else there.If I had my husband’s number I would have blasted his phone a long time ago.
Husband never came home and I passed out just after eating and taking a shower.The only thing I would hate about work was dressing up. At some point they would find out who I really was and I could imagine the horror. I didn’t want to add to it by looking terrible.I spent an hour looking for clothes. If my stomach wasn’t sticking out, my folds were. I ended pulling up another pair of leggings with a large shirt and sneakers. I put on a pair of glasses to go with the geek look.With that I made breakfast and went out, mind you I probably had to walk to work again. It had been fun the previous night, not knowing what could come at me at some point.As the door swung open I was met with a man just standing there besides Jacobs.
The work I had would give a bull an overload. I had spent two full days buying online with no care for the time nor money. A week later I had a five metre standing desk. Walking around it took some energy. On it was a custom fifty seven inch ultrawide monitor. My office iPad was before me, my keyboard down. The extra adjoined space was turned to a planning and meeting room. It had a smart table that blew even my mind. You could write and draw on it, not just one person but multiple people could draw a design together on the table! The chairs were the best since many hours would be spent in the office and the walls were covered by screens which were responsive to touch meaning we could write, draw, basically do anything we can do on the iPads. I had turned my office into a tech’s heaven. The IT guys couldn’t stop marveling, Naomi even screamed and jumped around as we set up everything. A coach sat opposite my office desk, a cute bookshelf next to it and a few plants here and th
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ONE YEAR LATERThe phone buzzed and I pressed the receiver button.“Ma’am, a package has arrived for you.”I didn’t even answer. I bolted up the seat and ran for the door. I threw it open, catching the attention of some of my teammates.The paperbag still sat on Kimberly’s desk. I snatched it up, a grin on my face.“Thank you.”I took out my phone, pressing redial as I rushed to the executive’s elevator.“Hi, I am coming up.” I said as soon as the call connected.“I am in the middle o
Sometimes it just bothered me, how much I wanted to hold him, how much I enjoyed being pasted to my husband. Yes, the night had it’s downs but now that we were a million miles away from the disaster I couldn’t help but smile. Amar opened the door and Storm slid out. I followed after him to stop because he had turned and was now blocking the door. Storm bent down, his hands going to my feet where he unbuckled my heels and slipped them out of my aching feet. It was moments like these where I knew no matter what, I’d fight tooth and nail for us. He wrapped one arm around me, the other still holding my heels and he hefted me towards him. I yelped and giggled, my arms wrapping around his neck. “Storm.” I whispered into him, and blushed even harder as he scooped me up with just one arm. My legs wrapped around his waist and locked at his back. What was he doing? My whole body buzzed with emotions and feelings I could not explain. He would never know what it did to me when he pulled
I knew how it went but why did it hurt so much this time. As soon as Storm and I approached the door, I let go of his hand. He walked on faster and got in before me into the room. I turned, and walked away from him. When I was far enough I turned around to search for him. Maybe this time he would be looking for me and scold me for leaving his side but he didn’t. I watched as he nodded and greeted those he thought worthy of his greeting. He continued marching on until he was before his father. They talked a little and by then it was obvious that he knew I wasn't by his side or anywhere near him anymore. He didn’t even search for me in the crowd with his eyes. I swallowed, knowing my job was to disappear from sight and not make a mockery of him. The large room was buzzing and as I searched, I did not know a single person there. Some I recognized but most were just strangers to me. I couldn’t stand in a corner all night long. My leg was already giving in notice that it would rais
“How about this time?”Storm stepped away and I stared at the large mirror. My frown couldn’t get deeper. I thought by refusing to hire a makeup artist then finally failing to do my makeup would persuade Storm from taking me with him. Tell me why he sat down and watched tutorials for an hour before attempting my eyebrows.“No.” I gasped, dropping my shoulders and frowning even deeper. “ It’s horrible.”“Brandy!” He glared at me and I wanted so bad to be so pissed at him but I couldn’t. The Storm I had been getting every single day for the past eight months I would die for. My husband was my best friend. He was my everything.“I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go!&rdquo
“Get a team to clean it, we won't be staying there for long, and tell Ice to make a presentation of all the land we have, residential.”I shifted only to groan out loud as pain exploded on my side. Shit, this was hell. The pills had worn off and everything was throbbing. My limbs were painfully numb, pins and needles on the entirety of them. I clenched my eyes tighter and buried myself deeper into the warm skin right by me.Warm skin? A cloud fogged my brain, making it hard to think clearly.“Hi.”A voice.I knew that voice.Oohh God, I knew that voice! I wanted to lift my head up but failed so I buried myself deep into h
My eyes fluttered open and for a second I just lay there, blinking.Something had woken me up yet as I lay there nothing was heard. A shiver ran down my body but I pulled the cover with my arm and closed my eyes.A door opened and my eyes shot wide open. Someone was in my room. Who was it, what did they want?I did not dare ask who it was, just waiting for the inevitable to happen so I could scream my lungs out.Feet suddenly moved across the room then way closer to the bed only to stop. I squeezed my eyes as if that would make the person go away. More feet patting, moving around the bed then a swipe of cool air as the blankets were pulled back.Wait, what?! The scream was bubbling in my chest. T
BRANDY’S P.O.V.“So, is she the one with the dogs?”Even though we began watching this together, I was the one that kept explaining.“Yes, she is the one with the many dogs.” I said back.“You don't like dogs?”I shook my head.“Good, me too.” My mother-in-law said.In a week she had transformed the bedroom into one Storm would throw a fit over.With the rain pouring, Elizabeth’s friends canceled their brunch appointment which was why she now sat beside my bed, watching the housewives with me on my laptop.
STORM’S P.O.V.“Sir, your arm.”I scoffed, turning away from Amar.Damon was naked, body covered in long lashes, blood seeping from the gashes created by my whip.I didn't care that my arm burned and surely bled, soaking the bandages. I didn’t mind that my burned skin was opening new wounds from me flicking my arm so aggressively.A loud angry growl escaped me as I continued whipping this scum. I wanted his skin to peel, I wanted him to writhe in pain.He heaved out and I pulled back, staring at his face which was clean of all the wounds inflicted on him.His teeth were clenched, eyes staring at me with determination. H