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
Love does not just kiss me like the wind. It hits me like a storm. I can feel its raw power in my veins. When I fall in love, I fall hard. I know it can destroy me. I know it has in the past. But I still choose to hug the madness with a smile. Why? Because love is for the mad people. Intelligent people choose to compromise. Love finds you when you expect it the least. And you surrender to it without even a fight. How? Magic happens, my friend, when you meet a soul twinning with your soul. It’s about energies. It’s about a connection. It’s about the sheer power of emotions clouding your head. You feel the weakest and strongest in the same breath. And it is heaven. And yes, I did find my heaven in a soul that felt straight out of the stardust.But that’s the curse of magic. It consumes you. So when the slightest of a good thing can make your whole day, a tiny little negative thing can also ruin your night. You become super sensitive to how a person treats you. And that’s where love is s
People are complicated, I agree. But love is simple. It should make you happy. I don’t buy that idiotic theory of burning in one-sided love. No. I know it sounds amazing, sacrifice, true love, real feelings, God level, but that’s not for me. I can’t accept pain in the name of love. I can’t hug sadness just to be a great lover in history. My life is about happiness. And that’s the bare minimum that I expect when I choose another person. I know most things are not in our control, destiny, whether we stay forever or fall apart. But happiness is a choice, my friend. And I will always choose happiness, above everything, and above everyone, every single time. I know some of you might already be abusing me “Huh, he doesn’t know what true love is. You smile in sadness. That’s love.” Well, to hell with you and your idea of love. I will not stay in a toxic relationship just to be known as a “great” lover. No. I am a simple person. I want to be happy. And if love can’t keep me happy, what’s the
Mom, Dad,This is the last time you are meeting me here, after today I want you to start planning to leave this place as soon as possible without leaving any clue behind. I have decided that I can't live in this hell with Brandon anymore. And for that first, you need to leave for a safe place.Don't try to contact me, I'll contact you when I'll escape also. It could be months, or years. I'll come back to you, I promise.I love you so much"Lauren and Mathew read the note given by Claire to them. This time they got ready to do what their daughter wanted them to do. They have seen courage in her eyes, as she has finally got up after being ashes. And they are with her in this.They even informed Ken about it and they decided to leave in the upcoming months, finding a perfect day. They need to keep everything casual so Brandon's man won't get suspicious of them...Brandon returned home after Claire called. He was living in his penthouse for the last 2 months and the incident and the s
Heat rose from Claire’s stomach to her chest. Brandon's lips were getting closer and her heart decided to skip a beat, the smell of him hypnotic beyond reason. She parted her lips and felt him washing over like a wave of warmth, curling her toes, unfurling all her senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all thoughts.Her whole body tingled, the feel of his frame leaning on hers as his arms wrapped around her felt nearly forbidden. He pulled her in, claiming her mouth again, hungry and intense, until her knees gave in. By the time Claire became aware of her fingers, they had already slipped under his shirt, his skin smooth and radiating."I love you Sunshine" he murmured passionately and this time he kissed her. She curled her hands around his neck and kissed him feverishly. He groaned gutturally and kissed her back demanding. Then he took control of the kiss. He breathed between the kisses. She moaned and gasped with the vibrations of his breath in her mouth sending a pleasurab
Antonio… Words slipped out of her mouth, she had her eyes wide open . She took some steps back, feeling her throat getting dry with those horrible memories coming back in front of her. How he and Jason treated her . She turned to Grace, feeling betrayed by her. She was a friend then how can she do this with her. Automatically her hand went to her belly, thinking about the safety of her child. We seek someone who can listen to us, who can understand us, and who can help us. That’s what we hope for when life slaps us with sadness. But soon we realize that no one can share your darkness for you. You have to consume it all, on your own. But can’t people help? They can help. Some people sincerely try to help. But that acts just like a comforting hug. It holds you together for a while, but it does not fix what’s broken deep inside you. Only you know which part hurts, why it hurts, and how badly it hurts. Even if someone loves you the most on earth, even that person can’t cry your tears