CHAPTER 3

CHARLOTTE POV

I looked at the papers with complete disbelief, My stomach churned with sadness.

“You fucking cunt, Divorce papers?!! What did I ever do to you?” My hands shook as tears streamed down my eyes. This was the first time I was yelling at him. A frown creased his forehead.

“Watch your tongue” Brandon warned as a smile tugged at his lips.

“Are you enjoying this?” I asked as I looked at him with great sadness.

“Pretty much” Brandon replied with a chuckle.

“Why do you hate me so much?” I groaned in frustration hoping he would see the great deal of pain he was causing me.

“Don't try to act smart now, Sign this and leave” Brandon had no love or compassion for me in his eyes, I could only see anger and disgust. I wondered what changed, How my world crumbled at my feet because of the people I love most. I questioned if this was how he had felt for me all these years and how he hid it so well.

“I did all I could for you, I even did more than you asked, all for what?” I cringed at the thought of him and Tatiana in the hotel room.

“You did nothing special. Sign these papers, We are done” Brandon shrugged nonchalantly.

I looked at Tatiana with tears-filled eyes I felt a lump in my throat.

“Why Tati?” Tatiana tried blinking the tears away from her eyes.

“I'm sorry sissy” A pang of guilt hit her and she turned away from me.

Ever since we were young, Tatiana always took a liking to my things. One time my dad bought a pink princess tiara for her, pink was her favorite color so she was delighted and overjoyed. He bought a mint green tiara for me. It matched my eyes and complimented me.

Somehow, Tatiana no longer wanted the pink tiara and she blew numerous tantrums just to have the green one that belonged to me. I was used to always letting her have her way and I begged her to let me keep my tiara but she refused.

My dad promised to get her another one in that same color but she turned down the offer, Tatiana vehemently asked for my tiara, At the end of the day I gave it to her so she could be happy.

Years later, She wanted to take my husband. I chuckled loudly and sat on one of the sofas and I picked up the papers that were scattered around.

“I read carefully. It mentioned that Brandon would be able to keep all his properties and I wouldn't ask for anything and would take only the hundred thousand dollars in compensation” I threw my head to the back and laughed hysterically. Everyone stared in awe. They probably thought I had gone mad.

I was running mad, Mad from the flood of pain that had remained constant since yesterday, The pain that had spread across each region of my body.

I didn't bother reading the rest and I signed it all. After I signed the papers I dropped the pain and headed straight to the door.

“You've a week to exit this house with all your belongings, I don't want to see you near my axis again, Is that clear” I felt sick to my stomach as I bolted out of the house and puked in one of the flower gardens outside.

I took a cab and headed straight to one of the bars my dad used to go to, I walked in and the pungent smell of liquor hit me. I asked for a shot and before I knew it, I had a bottle in my hand.

I nearly fell off my seat and a young man helped break my fall. He looked oddly familiar “Easy miss,” He said.

“Don't tell me what to do” I furrowed my eyebrows, He glanced around nervously.

“Sorry,” He chuckled.

I dropped the bottle on the counter I needed something that could distract me completely from the pain I was feeling. I thought of jumping off a cliff but I thought about how that would make my dad feel.

There I go again. Always putting others' needs before mine. I looked at the tall stranger. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes.

“Wanna fuck?” These words had never left my mouth before. I don't know if it was the alcohol or pain that gave me this confidence, It was probably both.

“I doubt it,” The stranger said softly, He helped me to my seat.

“My husband left me today. I mean I guess our relationship ended the first day he decided to fuck my sister” I hiccuped “I'm sorry about that, Must be tough for you,” The stranger said with a pitiful voice.

“I don't need your pity, Just drive me home” I inhaled sharply, and let out an audible sigh.

He opened the car door for me and as I got in he shut the door. He was about to start the car and I reached in for a kiss, I sat back and stared at his confused expression.

“I am sorry I did that I just need a distraction, This pain is unbearable” I almost started weeping again before I felt a soft grip on my neck, He pulled me closer and captured my lips in his.

We kissed for a few minutes and when he pulled back I saw his lustful expression. We drove to his house and immediately kicked the door open. He slammed me against the wall and we made out passionately. My heart raced as his breath touched my skin.

He grabbed my breasts and he fondled them sweetly. He bit my lips and I winced from the pain.

“Are you okay?” He asked so charmingly, With a calm voice and genuine care.

“Don't stop,” I insisted.

He undressed me and set me on the bed. My legs were apart. He layered delicate kisses from my neck down to my thighs.

He put his lips on my pussy and I moaned lightly, He continued nibbling and sucking on it, and I felt a great deal of pleasure as I had never experienced this before.

Brandon always told me that such activities were degrading for men.

He played with my clit and my moans only grew louder till my body shook from immense pleasure.

I tried to hide my face as I got embarrassed by the way I screamed and moaned.

“Don't be shy, It's okay” He reassured me and he playfully winked at me He reached for his pants and slowly lowered them, He took off his boxers, His dick bounced off my face and my eyes widened by how large it was.

“Wow” I silently said and he chuckled, I felt embarrassed by the words that escaped my mouth.

He laid in bed gently and led me on top of him. When his dick got into my pussy I moaned from how good it felt.

“You're so wet. Ride me” I started slowly, He groaned and held my waist tightly, It sent a jolt through my body.

We locked eyes and took pleasure in seeing each other with such longing and need.

I kept going, The room was filled with our sound, He held me tightly and fucked me from under, I crossed my eyes and moaned loudly.

We both came and laid down next to each other, That was the last thing I remembered before I blacked out.