"Claire!”
“Claire! Wake up, now!”
Claire twitched her brows and hid her face in the soft pillow more to avoid her mother’s boisterous shouting, which had been commencing for the past 20 minutes. Cuddling into the sheets more, she tried to sleep.
“Claire, you have 10 minutes. Either you come down yourself, or I will come up and it won’t be pretty!” From her mother’s voice, she knew she was losing patience and her temper was rising.
Hearing that, she jumped out of her precious bed, which she loved the most in the world except her family, of course.
She groaned at the thought of leaving her precious sleep, so with a sad pout, she entered the bathroom and came out after having a good bath.
She took out her towel and grabbed her matching black underpants, and wiped her wet hair with the towel while searching for the outfit to wear for the day.
“Should I wear this, umm no, then black, or-” SHe was talking to herself when she was cut off by her mother’s another angry shout.
“Claire, don't waste your time by just looking at your clothes. Get down, we are getting late!”
Her mother, Lauren Brown, was the proud owner of a small bakery that was loved by everyone in the locality.
God! She mentally rolled her eyes exasperatedly. Why did she know her that much? She didn’t waste any more time and grabbed a green knee-length floral dress and brushed her hair after drying them.
She applied just a thin layer of eyeliner and her blush-pink gloss and smiled in the mirror after making silly faces. Claire never applied too much makeup, always relying on the natural beauty she inherited from her mother.
Hurriedly, she wore her dark brown boots and came out of her room with a small sling bag. In her hand was her cell, as she messaged her friend Kelsey to give her a ride to college while climbing down the stairs.
She entered the dining area to see no one around, being the first one to come down. She was angry.
I could have slept more. She grumbled inwardly.
Keeping her bag on the nearby table, she went to her mother. “This is not fair mom!” she complained with a cute scowl on her face.
Her mother smiled innocently at that, knowing how much her daughter loved her sleep.
“Good morning to you too,” Her mother said, placing a plate of cupcakes in front of her, knowing that Claire would melt at the sight of them.
A smile broke on her face, as expected by her mother and she forgot about her complaint.
“Mom, I love you!” she exclaimed, caging Lauren in her arms, while she just laughed at the crazy daughter’s antics and rubbed her back lovingly.
“Y’know, Ken will be pissed off. You owe me for this, young lady,” Her mother said, struggling to keep a straight face.
Claire’s happiness was doubled. Ken and she had made a bet yesterday, on whose favourite breakfast will be made. Looks like she had won it already!
“Of course mom. I can’t wait to see his face. You made my day!” This was Claire, finding happiness in the littlest things.
Lauren shook her head, thinking about her grown-up kids who always fought on silly topics.
“Go arrange these on the table, I am coming with your father’s coffee.” Her mother ordered.
Her father, Matthew Brown, loved the coffee made by her mother’s hands. She didn’t know what was special in that coffee. Sighing she did what her mother told her to.
Coming out of the kitchen, she went to put the dishes around the table only to meet with her dad, who took two plates and put them on the table.
“Good morning, dad,” she hugged him and gave a bright smile.
“Good morning to you too, my beautiful daughter,” Matthew greeted with equal happiness.
Her father worked hard in a firm as a general manager for his family. They were not super-rich but were content with what they had with their sweet family.
Soon her mother came and joined them. She gave her husband his coffee and kissed him on the cheek and sat beside him. He took a sip and smiled at her sweet wife.
“Thank you so much, love,” Matthew said, pecking Lauren on her lips who shied in return, like a teen girl who just got a kiss from her crush.
Claire aww-ed silently, seeing her parents’ evergreen love. For her, they were just perfect. She always wished for a simple and sweet love story like her parents’. They were college sweethearts and married instantly after starting their careers.
She came out of reverie when she heard the footsteps of her brother and was excited. Ken Brown, her 19-year-old brother, was in his first year in college.
“Good morning, mom, dad,” he said, giving a side hug to both.
“Good morning, sit and have your breakfast,” her mother said, patting her cheeks.
He, in return, turned to Claire and said, just to annoy her, “Morning Clairey Berry!”
She hated that name, but he being the annoying brother used it every time to irritate her. Typical brother thing.
"Good morning monkey," Claire said, giving him a fake smile.
He upped his brows at her not getting annoyed. He knew something was going on. Their parents shook their heads, seeing their grown-up kids, behaving like 5-year-olds.
Soon Ken looked down towards the cupcake decorated with chocolate toppings, which he seriously hated. "What's this mom?" He whined.
Clarie smothered into laughter, seeing his face. Her dad also joined her soon. Now Ken understood why she was behaving differently.
Her mom gave a hard glare to Claire and her dad and both immediately shut up. Well, as much as they could, considering their shoulders were still shaking with silent laughter.
"Ken, I have made sandwiches also. You eat this" she said while forwarding him his plate.
"Mom, we have discussed this yesterday, why do you always take her side? You know I don't like cupcakes….they are just, so sweet" he made faces.
Lauren knew this, but she also knew Claire hardly ate anything, she always neglected her food. That's why she had to pamper her more than Ken. Ken wasn’t that picky.
"Hey! Don't say anything about my cupcake, it's simple mom loves me more, accept it," she said, giving him a light slap on his arm.
"Ken, lunch will be as per your wish, promise," Lauren said seriously.
"No mom," Claire intervened but her mother stopped her.
"Better.." Ken smirked towards her sister, who just rolled her eyes.
Her mother poured juice for her children. Both of them were overly pampered by both of their parents. Claire mostly because she was a very innocent and sweet child.
"Kids, me and your mom are leaving in an hour and will be back in 2 days. And I don't want a problem behind us. Ken, you better take care of your sister" Matthew said in his stern voice.
They were going to meet Matthew’s brother, who lived in a nearby city. He was not well for some days. But hearing this, Claire's smile faded.
2 days without Mom Dad.
She was scared of living alone. Ken mostly spent these days with his friends, leaving her completely alone. These 2 days going to be difficult for her, for sure.
Part 2A black Mercedes came to a halt in front of the very popular casino of Italy. A man came forward and opened the door, for the person who was sitting inside the carHe came out, and his man bows his head in front of him giving him respect.Some other men also came to guard him with their heads down and with guns in their hands.The person has a dangerous aura around him, in a black tuxedo with a Rolex wristwatch, broad shoulders and a tall and handsome face. He buttoned up his suit jacket after putting his gun inside his suit.He upped his lashes to read the name of the casino with a victorious smirk on his face.Another deal is going to crack tonight.
Claire looked towards her friend Kelsey, who was driving sitting beside her, with a scowl on her face.She looked down fidgeting with her fingers and took a deep breath before trying to make her understand again."Kel, please try to understand," She said softly.Kel looked away outside the window, totally avoiding her. She didn't want to look at her face, she knew if she looked towards her cute face then her puppy eyes top off with a pleading look, will surely melt her anger.Claire felt sad, not only because her friend had been ignoring her but also because she was the reason behind her being upset.She bites her lower lip and tries again
Mam, excuse me""Mam.."Claire lazily opened her eyes and looked towards the owner of the voice. She saw an unfamiliar face.She looked at her from head to toe, she was wearing a light blue coloured uniform and looking at her intently.So, she is one of the air hostages.Claire realized she has been sleeping and that girl has ruined her lovely sleep.Why is everyone behind my sleep??"Hello Mam, what would you like to have??" She asked Claire, giving her a small smile.
Part 5"Traitor""Betrayal""Death"He laughed dangerously, thinking about his next entertainment. His men have already left to catch his new target.They really had no idea that they had committed the worst mistake of their life by trying to go against his rules.Jason MillerWho was trying to go against him.He was planning to kill him and his whole family right at that moment, when Fred told him about their involvement in making relations with Russians.But then, he came to know that the Millers were having a wedding for their daughter. If he wanted he
Brandon's PovWalking over the middle of the bridge, I'm waiting for Fred to come. Cold breeze touching my face makes me feel refreshed, away from the city's hustle bustle and away from my real dark world also.I come here often, whenever I feel like avoiding everything and to spend some time with my loneliness.God knows if the work which I have given him has done or not. I should have gone there by myself as it was such an important and dangerous as hell kind of deal.But again Fred is best in his work and I have no doubt in this.Life is such a bitch it never gives us what we really want. It always had some weird plans for us.I have everything, I get what I want....... but whe
Darkness, This is what I felt everywhere, every moment. Now, it doesn't matter anymore if I'm in front of bright sunlight or under the moonlight. Intense sunlight has also become useless to intriguing my dead iris. Unfortunately, I'm blind. I cannot see at all. For me, days and nights are equal. I'm living a wretched life. For all my needs, I depend on other members of the family. I cannot take care of myself. I'm a burden on others. I cannot go anywhere without the help of my parents or ken. I'm deprived of all the joys and pleasures which come to us through our eyes. I can't go to the pictures. I cannot enjoy the scenes and sights of nature. There is no joy in my life anymore. I have become s
"Deal," I said, getting up from my seat buttoning my suit and shaking my hand with the person who was smiling at me."Thank you so much Mr Rodriquize, it will be an owner to work with you," A man in his forties said.I smirked at his enthusiasm but yeah, it is a matter of over-excitement. After all, joining the Rodriquez group of the industry is not a joke.Today every corporation in the business world wanted to be a part of me. Who doesn't want to be in touch with the number one businessman?"I hope you know that I don't ignore mistakes, so be careful. This shall be your last project also" He said in his cold and stern voice draining the colour of other members' faces."We will give our best...my company and my s
Range filled into his eyes, he fisted hard. This boy has made a very big mistake today, and Brandon has sealed his fate the moment he thought to disrespect him. He took a furious step closer to him but suddenly his hand stopped hearing a voice. "Son, please tell me…where is my daughter?" He looked towards the person, who had her eyes filled with tears. She was looking so tired and was breathing heavily while crying. "Look at me…" Ken said angrily. Then he looked towards that boy again, who was giving him a hard glare that was nothing in front of him. He was trying to m
As we approached the house, I noticed that the fences around it had a lot of climbers with different colors of flowers hanging on every fence. The gate was changed to a big arch iron gate with a lot of alba together with rosa paul's Himalayan musk scramblers hanging on it. The combination of the white and pink colors of their flowers mixed with their heavenly scent were making the whole entrance look homey and welcoming. I thought I could see Brandon there as soon as we finally entered the house but he was nowhere to be found. Cross' mother welcomed me with a warm smile like the first time I came here.."Mr. Rodriguez instructed me to let you rest first" She informed me. We're currently in the room where Brandon and I occupied before. I wanted to protest and ask her more questions but she already left after telling me to rest before we eat lunch.I was about to sit on the bed when I noticed a note at the center of it. I gingerly took it and I felt so relieved when I read what's writt
Claire's pov "I want you...now" He whispered in my ear and teasingly bit it which sent an electric-like wave coarse through my whole body. He kissed me again like he couldn't get enough of me. Yes, we got back together again but we haven't been intimate because of his condition."B-But you're not totally healed yet" I answered when he finally let go of my lips.He smirked and to my surprise, he swiftly pulled me onto his lap. My breath went ragged when I felt his raging manhood poking through his mesh shorts. His hands landed on my butt and guided me to grind my center against his raging hard-on. I instantly felt the wetness between my legs as I complied and voluntarily moved my hips to continue grinding on him. He was so hard and it felt like he was about to burst any moment now. It's been so long since we last made love and I would be just a hypocrite if I wouldn't admit how much I wanted him right now. Just feeling his warmth like this is making me surrender to his touch.But th
Claire's pov A splash of ice cold water was thrown on me making my eyes fly open, a loud unpleasant gasp slipped from my lips. My head felt heavy, my muscles tense and sore. I blinked several times trying to open my eyes from the water that was irritating my eyes.I heard a dry and cruel chuckle when my ear suddenly worked and there was not an echo of a wired sound in my head. I peered my eyes open only to be met by darkness, a lamp hanging above me as it gave a small view of the room. A shiver ran through my body as my eyes gazed around the room.Suddenly the damp light became stronger and stronger until it revealed more of the room I was imprisoned in. I looked in horror at the stone cold four walls. There was no sign of one small window. The room was cold. Extremely cold, it made the shiver on my skin appear. My nose cringed at the horrible musty smell, it made me want to vomit."And our beautiful Claire is finally awake." A deep voice was heard from behind the shadows.My eyes ca
Claire's pov I grew up thinking that life should be lived in a certain way. I was taught like that. Love was defined for me. So were friendships. I was told that you should love only after settling down. And then how you should get married to the love of your life and live happily ever after. But I have lived long enough to realize that all that is bullshit. That’s not life. That’s just a user manual created by society. They define what’s right. They define what’s wrong. It’s all just about them and their forced guidelines on you. Honestly, I am sick of living as per their standards. I want to break free. And I have. I don’t decide right or wrong by their moral compass. I think for myself, and I do it. And I do it only when I feel like it, only when it makes me happy. I have just one reason to do anything in my life, happiness. If it makes me happy, I will do it no matter what. And if it does not make me happy, then do whatever the hell you want, but I won’t do it.Let’s talk about l
It's been almost a month since that horrific day and I still couldn't believe what happened. I never thought I would feel such kind of fear in my life. That time while they were reviving Brandon, I thought I was going to lose my sanity and didn't know what to do. Just thinking about losing him made me want to take my own life too.If it wasn't because of the support of Mrs Davis and my mother, I would've really lost it."Hey, what are you thinking?" I was pulled out of my reverie when I heard that voice. I looked at him and I still couldn't believe that we're together again. Thankfully, he survived and now, we're here at the penthouse again; happily living together. I looked at him. He's still using a crutch but at least, he's almost healed completely. The bandage on his head has been removed too. He still has some visible scratches and all but at least he's out of the hospital now.His left foot was the only part of him that needed extra care because it was still not healed yet.He
Tears kept on falling from her eyes while sitting there silently. Oh god! Please save Brandon. I wouldn't be able to survive life without him…She kept on praying hard. Her hands were entwined together tightly. Her body trembling because of fear and worry for Brandon. "Don't worry, Claire. He is going to be fine.*?" She heard Mrs Davis say this to her. She bit her lower lip when a whimper escaped her lips."This..is my fault." "What are you saying??" "You don't understand …" she cried on her chest for she didn't know how long before she finally pulled herself together. "Are you sure you are okay?" Mrs Davis asked her as she stared at her belly."Don't get too emotional, Claire. Think about your baby. You know this is not good for you. You need to be strong." Her hands atomically went to her belly and caressed it."I'm sorry baby, That Mommy's like this." She cried. But then she quickly wiped the tears off.Branson was still inside. They didn't know how long they had been waiting f
Claire heard Fred's words and she ran towards her room while Fred was calling her from behind. She realized she had to be careful with her baby also, so she slowed down and walked to the room and saw the most dreadful scene in front of her eyes. Brandon was lying on the bed, his shirt was covered with blood, and so were his hands, some blood was still oozing out of his leg and a man was trying to tie a bandage, he had his eyes closed. Everyone was so scared right now, they have never seen their boss in this condition. With trembling condition, she entered the room but couldn't say anything. She was just standing there quietly looking at him, constantly. Soon Fred entered followed by a doctor, Mrs. Davis also came with Shira and she gasped to tears seeing his deathly condition. The doctor examined him, and he has been shot in 2 places, one is on the chest and the other on the leg. It was a regular thing to witness blood, guns and these fights for them, but Brandon always got out saf
Claire's heart stopped and she felt her life being shattered, but Antonio pulled her back before she could touch the ground. She felt a harsh pull and she sat on the couch, breathing heavily. Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she was looking pale. Her hand instantly went to her belly, feeling her baby to know that her baby is fine. Before she could recover from this shock, Antonio pulled out his gun and put it on her belly, grabbing her arm hard."What are you…" She winced in pain, he pulled her harshly. She was feeling so humiliated and disrespected. Brandon and his whole man group has always treated me with so much respect, this is so different and not acceptable for her."Did you like the teaser…of what I could do??"He asked her."If you said a single word….A fucking single word then I'm going to chop your brother in pieces and your this child too…."He hissed in anger to her. "I'm Brandon's wife, be in your limits…If he gets to know about it.." She was talking and they started to
"Claire agreed" As soon as words slipped from Grace's mouth, Antonio punched hard on the table and laughed evilly seeing his plan succeed. Now Brandon's most trusted person will betray him, and break his trust. That's going to be fun! "I can't wait to see her crying as I did, as my family did…" Grace said feeling anger and hatred in her heart for Claire. She was always a good friend to her, but because of Claire, her family was destroyed. Brandon kills her father and brother, and she is happily living her life with that criminal.No, with their plan Brandon and Claire both ruin each other, and that will be the perfect revenge for them.Grace knew that Antonio is an enemy of Brandon, by Jason. So she herself contacted Antonio to help her to take her revenge. She can't sit calmly knowing the murderer of her father and brother is living his life full of fun and enjoyment. So then made the whole plan to manipulate her against Brandon. They lied to her about the kidnapping of her family