The less you cling to something, the less fear you have of losing that something or someone. The less fear you have, the more love you have. It is true that you love even more when you let go of the need for it. Love grows when grief goes. Make your love stronger than your fear. Strive to make your love greater than your need and let love be the most powerful force in your life. Then nothing can overcome you.Lauren felt her heart thumping hard in her ribcage, Brandon is asking for the truth they have hurried down long back. Now they don't want to talk about it ever. Because they knew it would hurt Claire and maybe the danger from which they were trying to save their children would come along."Brandon, we have forgotten all this. We don't like to bring back those sad parts ", Lauren said with difficulty, Mathew holding her hand to support her. But Brandon was not letting it go. " I know about Jason, Claire herself told me everything. But now I want to hear the rest from you." Bran
Claire's pov you understood me when i had a lot of things in my head. you understood that sometimes i just need time to process things – be it my ringing phone or a life crisis.You understand that I bottle up my feelings, that I can go on for days pretending that everything is okay, that I'm having a lovely day, and that sometimes, I just don't say what is on my mind. but you also understood – all i need is a little coaxing to spill the beans.you understood when i fought with you over little things. you understood that everyone has traumas, and what’s pebble to you, could be a mountain to me.you understood me when i wanted time for myself. you saw that my presence always became better once i got an escape. you saw how much it meant to me to be able to get some me-time even if it meant cutting down on your own time with me.you understood when i made mistakes, when i caused you pain, when i apologised. you treated me with so much care that it made me wonder why. you always came thr
Life makes you go through so much that years after years, your soul gets painted with one more layer of mixed emotions. You change a little, every year. And in some time, you change enough to look back and say “What? That was me? Seriously?” And this change is good. Why? Because you were too stupid to back then. You were too pure, too kind, and too innocent. You believed every smiling face. You trusted every word. But you were betrayed by the very people for whom you did so much. So life slapped you into the reality of this cruel, fake world. Your first reaction was to feel angry and shattered. And you did punish yourself for the pain you allowed others to cause you. But with time, you started to learn more and more with every heartbreak. You started to change. You still thought you were doing the wrong thing by becoming more practical and less emotional, but you realized that it was a choice between crying and smiling. You chose your smile. You started keeping a distance from most pe
Brandon's pov I have never met anyone like her. It’s like she took some time machine and walked into this new, modern, and alien world. Everything was so basic for her, so simple. She wore that pure, innocence in her smile. She had that softness in her voice that would make you lean forward, maybe out of respect. She would look at the mirror and just quickly nod in agreement “Hmm, it’s okay." There was no bitterness in her soul. She would often tell me “We should not talk bad about others. God is watching.” And yes, about her and her God, she would leave every problem to God. In her happiness, she would keep praising God. In her pain, she would keep praying to God. When I would joke about God, she would get so annoyed with me. She wanted to say bad things to me for mocking God. But then, God forbid her from saying bad things. See? So cute.I was not like her, never. I said bad things about many people. We were never the same souls. But she always told me that we are the same. "You ar
Love is worth fighting for only if both are willing to fight for it equally.Love loses its worth when it is not appreciated and instead makes you feel that you have completely lost your self worth in convincing the other person and hoping that they realize how much you value their presence in your life.It becomes highly disheartening to see that someone cannot stand up for you inspite of saying that they love you. Actions definitely speak greater than words and words have no value if you don't mean them.It makes you wonder whether as a person you are so inadequate that they do not approve of you being their life forever.It makes you wonder if your love, your affection, your care has no value. All that you did for them was just an ego boost to make them feel better about themselves.I say all of this because I have given my everything for a relationship and eventually have realized that I am not worthy to be introduced to the family.I do not seem to be as lucrative as others, I do
Mature content Ahead.Read at your own risk. "..Mmmmm- ah..."I moaned when he opened his lips and captured a large amount of flesh and sucked deeply into it, making my head fall back to rest on his shoulder. He kept sucking, his wet tongue rolling against my skin making my legs shut together. I was lost in the deep sensation that I let out a scream of surprise when his lips left my skin and he had instead turned me to face him. His face was inches away from mine as we breathed the same air, feeling each other's heat. He put me on the bed slowly, our bodies still touching each other, he was sucking and kissing my neck. I missed his lips again, I grabbed his cheek with my palm and kissed him. One moment he was kissing me and next he stopped suddenly. I opened my eyes, and he suddenly sat breathing heavily. I didn't understand what happened to him." No, I should not…It's not good for you, …" iI heard him mumbling and he moved to go but I held his arm and sat also. I made him turn t
"I love you, my Sunshine."Who knew five words could make one person forget how to breathe? Suddenly oxygen wasn't a significant purpose for me to live, instead what made my heart beat, what made me feel more alive than ever before and what made my mind to keep functioning was the words of love. Words that were spoken by a man who by no warning entered inside my heart like it was his home. Like he was meant to be there. Forever and ever. His eyes. My Brandon's beautiful gray eyes that must have hint of the mixed color of silver and blue bore into mine showing me the true definition of his words. They must be soft, caring, possessive, protective and the final emotion that has always been there. Love. So much love. Eyes of love. And what made me sink deeper into his warm and naked body was the fact that his eyes of love would always be directed to me. I owned them. They were already mine and mine alone. Suddenly I felt a desire to see his eyes, I wished to see the love in them for me.
When I was finally done with putting my messed up clothes into the machine, offcourse after getting fresh and dressed, I decided to look for Brandon. Which I still have no idea where he is. He was not in the kitchen, or in hall when I was making my way down to the basement. And the front door was also locked from inside, which means he's not out for sure.I went to check the poolside. Nope, he was not there either.Where is he? I place my both hands on either side of my hips, frowning in confusion.Then I remember...What if he is somewhere upstairs?A sly smile came to my lips. Guess, today is the day to explore the mysterious first floor.With my eyes scanning the polished wooden steps, I made my way through to stairs. My bare feets against the cold woods were giving me advantage of being as silent as I want to be.By the top of the stairs, I find myself standing at one end of a deemed corridor.The structure and the designing of the floor was similar to hallway downstairs. Same dar
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