Claire opened her eyes feeling pain in her body, her eyes were swollen due to constant crying and her condition is getting serious by the passing each day. It's the 8th day today after that accident where she lost her unborn baby. Yes, she lost her baby. The baby she just accepted, she finally won her fears, her uncertainty , her doubts about her life. She decided not to kill it as it's also her baby. She decided to raise it and give her morals to her baby but life is so cruel to her. When she finally moved happily with her baby, life snatched it from her. Now she was laying burning in fear from the last 5 days in her house, with no information about Brandon. She knew he left for somw important work and he doesnt know anything about her miscarriage, she ans her whole famiku was afraid of his reaction. Don't know how he was going to react to this. Claire was blaming herself for not accepting the blessing wholeheartedly. She disrespected the beautiful gift of God, that's why he snatc
Brandon pushed Claire into the hall grabbing her by her wrist forcefully, she cried, screamed to stop him and find help but no one dared to come between them, all were scared of his anger. They even told her that she has to bear and face his anger today. "Brandon, please stop….Brandon.." she screamed but he has closed his senses to hear her voice today. Mrs Davis and others saw itz Mrs Davis even tried to come and stop him but stopped her before saying it's their personal matter. Claire felt so humiliated and manhandled today in front of everyone. Soon he took her to their room and pushed her inside so that she would fall directly onto the bed. He fisted his knuckles hard, not able to think clearly what he should do . He picked up a glass and threw it on the floor in anger. Claire screams feeling extremely scared of this behavior. "You killed my baby….you killed ….how dare you???" He grabbed her hair and pulled them. She yelled, feeling the pain, while crying. She shook her head a
he straddled her and removed her shirt, he reached for the brim of her tank top and pulled it over her head and then unbuckled her bra to free her big gorgeous beauties roughly. "Brandon,....leave me…its not right"He pinned her hands above her head with my strong hands and started kissing her ferociously which she got panickes., he then started giving wet kisses on her neck and shoulders, biting and sucking her soft delicious skin, to which she arched her back."From now your life will go as per my choice…i did wrong loving you…."He dragged his mouth from her shoulder to her full breásts. He kissed each nipple as she arched her back even more and moaned softly.He captured her right breást and sucked on it while he inched and pulled on her left nipple. Her breaths were coming in short pants as he switched to her other breást.He moaned and sucked harder which made her mewl. He left her breásts which were full of hickeys and roughly opened her shorts and thong at the same time and a
Brandom had a very clear goal in his life. To be the most powerful person, because he has seen the world vows under you when you have power. That is what he wants, his life's crises has made him like that. After his parents death, he has lived alone and now when he was dreaming to have his own family it got shattered in a few seconds. Few years back when he first Claire, he thought like she was a ray of hope in his black colourless life. Let’s accept this. We all are running away from any new person. We have dealt with so much already that the thought of trusting a new person frightens you. So it’s very rare when you allow a new person into your life. And when that person becomes your person, your favorite person, that takes a lot. It’s too rare. And it’s too special. But when that happens, it’s not just a matter of joy. It also brings great responsibility to you two. You have to respect how special this bond is. You have to nurture it. You have to prioritize it. And you have to pro
My head ached as I was sitting on the cold floor of the bathroom, with my knees close to my chest while my arms curled around them. I pinched when I felt every part of my body just twitch in pain due to all the torture Brandon set for me last night, all the nightmares came rushing down to me which made my stomach drop because I knew at the top of my head that it was a daily occurrence which was never going to end. Even thinking about it made me feel very sick so I quickly ran to the sink and threw up.After I was done throwing up, I walked back to the room where Brandon was sleeping. I turned to the bed and decided that I didn't want to go back to bed because I needed fresh air so I turned around and opened the door to the balcony. I knew where the keys were as I witnessed Brandon hiding them.Though I knew where the keys were, which was my only route to escape, I decided to not do anything just yet because I couldn't leave without my family's safety. If I did leave, Mom and Dad would
His body was completely atrocious; there was no chance of him living. Whoever had done this, was the most brutal and murderous a person could ever get. As I looked closer, his neck was sliced open as dry blood oozed out of the deep wound and he was handless. His chest was full of bullets as dry blood escaped from his mouth. He was not anyone I knew.I don't know him either, maybe he was from his men. "We have to act fast! We can't have dead bodies of our own just turn up like this!" Brandon growled like a mad dog,"Don't you think I know that?!" Fred retorted as he seemed shaken up. His eyes were bloodshot red before he turned his gaze to his guard dog. His glare was viscous. "You fückers are useless! How could you let this happen?" Fred scolded the guards who had their heads bowed down. "Useless pieces of shits!" He uttered as he stormed off upstairs. This was gruesome but it was something I come across everyday and everywhere I go. Fred and Brandon liked to kill and so they kille
Claire couldn't believe it, couldn't react to her situation and to her surroundings. She had her eyes closed, and her heart was thumping fastest in her ribcage. She couldn't feel her body getting cold with the fear in her heart. How could he just do this?How could he just throw his own wife in this place, in front of many hungry eyes…."Open your eyes baby ... .see everyone wants to see your beautiful eyes…let them have a view of your most mesmerizing eyes" He said, grabbing her hair in his fist from behind. She hissed feeling the pain, she was feeling so embarrassed and shameful. She curled up and sat down folding her knees, he saw her shaking in fear. He felt a pinch of pain in his heart.He didn't want it. He never wanted to hurt her in any way. He always wanted to make her happy, her innocent smile, her beautiful eyes all belonged to him. But today she forced him to fall this low, in his own eyes. Why can't she just understand him?Why can't she just submit to him nicely?He tri
She felt numb. She was not able to think of anything right or wrong at this moment, sitting in the room of the brothel where he took her, used her, tore her clothes, and humiliated her in the worst way a woman can ever feel. Brandon grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room, she silently followed him keeping her head and clutching his jacket tightly to cover herself. He made her sit in the car and got settled beside her. During the whole ride, she didn't say a word and he also felt strange that she was not even crying at this moment. She turned silent. When they entered their mansion, she went to their room and closed the door and directly went to the washroom, locked the door. She went inside and stood in front of the mirror, she removed his jacket and let it fall on the floor near her foot. She looked at her own reflection into the mirror. She was not this girl. She couldn't see herself in this girl anymore. She was a happy girl. People like to be with that person all the