I had no idea what exactly he was referring to and that was because I had probably done countless things within the past few hours that he would disapprove of. I wasn’t sure if he was referring to the fact that I turned up to see him without permission, or the fact that I went out and spent quite a lot of money on my foolish shopping errand, or because I yelled at him about his disgusting lover. Then there was that matter of me trying to get out of the car while we were stuck at a red light on the road.“Do what?” I replied blankly.Bradon’s blue eyes narrowed slightly at me, and I wanted to bite on my tongue for saying what I had just said. I had no idea why I said something like that, but it felt like whatever I said to him lately would end up rubbing him the wrong way. Bradon’s cold gaze fell on my face, but he didn’t say anything. I heard the car door opening and then Bradon got out of the car.“He didn’t have to get so mad…” I muttered to myself.Suddenly, the door on my side was
“Did you think that I kissed her like this?” he asked after his lips parted from mine.I was too absorbed in panting hard to catch my breath to provide him with any audible answer. It felt like he understood what I was thinking more than myself. It did bother me when I thought of him kissing her.“Mhmm…” I whimpered when his lips crushed against mine again.His kisses felt more aggressive than usual. The pressure of his lips against mine felt bruising and punishing, but at the same time, I had to admit that it felt so pleasurable and I couldn’t seem to get enough. I began kissing him back again while entwining my tongue eagerly with his. He kissed me long and hard before releasing my mouth.“Ahh…Ahh…” I moaned as I panted.Bradon pressed his thigh upward against my pussy. As he lifted his thigh higher, it felt like I had no choice but to straddle his leg. The way his leg was pressing up against my wet pussy felt amazingly satisfying. Soon enough, I could no longer resist the temptatio
Just like how his hands had retreated from my breasts, he removed his thigh from between my legs. I panted hard to catch my breath now that it seemed like he was giving me a break.“Turn around,” Bradon instructed curtly.I wasn’t sure if I turned around or if he spun me around when I ended up facing the car. Planting my hand against it as I bent over made me feel exposed and vulnerable. Bradon wasted no time in tugging up the skirt of my dress to reveal my legs and my ass before quickly yanking down my underwear. I felt the air against my bare legs and then his hand moved in between my thighs.“Mhmm…Ahh…” I whimpered and moaned when I felt his fingertips slowly caressing their way up my inner thighs.I could feel his eyes on my bare legs as his hand slowly inched their way up my thigh. My pussy clenched repeatedly as it waited eagerly for his touch. I bit down on my lower lip when his hand got so close to that throbbing wetness in between my legs.“Bradon…” I whispered his name befor
Just like the way his fingers entered me earlier, Bradon rammed his cock roughly into me from behind. However, unlike the smooth entry of his fingers, the thick grith of his cock made me feel like it was going to be a bumpy ride. It hurt a little as my pussy opening struggled to adjust to accommodate the gigantic size of his cock. Not only was his manhood so thick, but it was also impressively long. Bradon reared his hips back, dragging his cock out of my hole before slamming it in harder and deeper than before.“Ahh…Ahh!” I moaned and cried out each time his cock pounded into my tight hole.My pussy wrapped itself lovingly around his cock as my hips began moving to match the rhythm of his wild thrusts. It felt like his cock hit deeper and deeper into me with each thrust. The thick head of his cock pushed against my womb as our bodies moved together to bring us closer to each other. My core burned so hot just like the desire that was raging inside of me.“It’s…so rough…” I whimpered w
“That’s because it’s my room,” he replied without bothering to explain any further.Bradon placed me carefully on top of his bed. My hair and my clothes were a mess and so were my insides. I could still feel the sticky mix of our love juices inside of me and in between my thighs where it had poured out from my love opening. Bradon came a lot inside of me and I knew that it was the right decision for me to take those pills. I wasn’t sure if I planned on having sex with Bradon again or not at that time, but I did consider the possibility that I might end up sleeping with him again. To be on the safe side, I had decided to take the pills. That proved to be the right decision to make although I didn’t think that I would end up doing it with him so soon after.I sat up on the bed while trying to ignore the slightly sore sensation in between my thighs. The bed shifted under me when Bradon sat down on it. The moment our eyes met; I couldn’t tell what else he wanted from me. Since he brought
“Mhmm…”Dahlia suddenly stirred while making a soft whimpering sound. My entire body froze as I feared that she might wake up. When Dahlia continued sleeping silently just like she had done before, I was able to relax again. Although I liked seeing Dahlia speaking her mind, I also liked seeing her resting peacefully.‘How dare you do this to me when you were just with her?!’I could understand a little how Dahlia arrived at the conclusion that she had. When that woman walked in, I had no idea who she was although I recognized immediately that she must be on of Anthony’s lovers. Since Anthony’s condition was still being kept a secret from everyone, none of his lovers were informed that he would be missing from action for a while until he recovers. Of course, there was no reason why anyone had to explain that to them.Just thinking about how Annetta would react if she were to find out that one of her son’s lovers barged all the way into his office curved my lips up into a smirk. It was
That was the plan that I had in mind until my eyes fell to his face, and I found myself staring at his long light blond eyelashes.Were his lashes always this long?Before I knew what I was doing, I had bent down a little to take a closer look at them. Seeing Bradon’s sleeping face felt like I had stumbled upon one of his hidden secrets. I wondered how he could look so innocent and harmless while he was sleeping. I knew that I should leave but if I moved, he might end up waking up. Regardless, I couldn’t stop staring at his sleeping face while taking in his closed eyelids, the long light blond lashes that framed his eyes, his perfectly straight nose, and the beautiful curve of his chin.Everything about him looked so effortlessly attractive and even his hair seemed to sparkle in the morning light that leaked slightly into the bedroom. Before I fully considered what I was doing, my hand was already slowly reaching out toward his hair.If I touch him just a little, he probably won’t wak
As if one ring wasn’t enough, he was going on about buying me one every month. My mouth dropped open when I realized that he made it sound like we would be together for many months to come. I didn’t know what to think or how to feel about that, but before I could voice my concerns, Bradon lifted my left hand and brought it to his lips and kissed the back of it.All at once, I forgot what it was that I was about to complain about. I also lost track of all my thoughts as I stared with widened eyes at the very attractive blond man with playful sparkling blue eyes that had just kissed the back of my hand with his tender and warm lips. He looked like a prince, and I wished that his looks didn’t come with such a rotten personality and menacing attitude.“Why don’t you post a picture of this ring on social media so the world can see it?” he suggested before smiling charmingly my way.Oh…I knew that I had to be right that he was only buying this diamond ring for me just to make our relations
I needed to leave him and as soon as possible, but I didn't know how I could achieve that. My past experiences have taught me quite directly that I couldn't truly run away from Bradon. Escaping from the mansion was unquestionably impossible. I could not run away, so that meant that I needed to get Bradon to agree to let me leave. My legs already felt weak, and I wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and shut my eyes to escape reality. I knew that I needed to talk to Bradon about ending our fake marriage as soon as possible, although I had no idea how to bring up the topic. Something told me that it might prove to be difficult to get Bradon to agree, and there was always a risk that he might react unpredictably.However, if everything he did was simply him just acting out his role and his feelings for me didn't truly exist, then that might be the solution to all of my problems. If he felt no attachment to me, then he should have no problem letting me go just as planned. After all
The party ended early, yet it was quite eventful, at least for Bradon and myself. I felt like there was a storm raging inside of me all the while that we rode back to his mansion. It felt like there was something right at the tip of my tongue that I wanted to say, but yet I couldn't bring myself to say it. There were times when I thought that I fully understood myself and what I wanted, and yet at the very same time, I felt so confused and lost. The feelings that were struggling to take dominance inside of me did not make sense, and it made me feel as if my thoughts and my feelings were heading in the direct opposite direction of one another.Bradon's words of defiance as he confronted my father came back to me loud and clear:"Dahlia is not your daughter anymore, and neither am I one of the Vulkans. I will never let you take my wife..."I should have known that entering into this contract marriage with Bradon, while taking my sister's place, would somehow lead to blurring the line be
"But..." I mumbled, but I could not bring myself to say anything else when my eyes met his. His beautiful lips curved into a teasing smile, and there was a certain sparkle in the depths of his eyes that captivated my attention. That was when I knew that although he probably disapproved of what I had just done, there was a part of him that was actually quite pleased. I found myself smiling sweetly back at him like I was some fool."You hit me? You vile bitch! I'm your father. I raised you!" my father screamed at me at the top of his lungs. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who had forgotten where we were and the fact that we were surrounded by other high-profile guests who were attending the party."Dahlia, how could you do something like that? How could you hurt your father? We never raised you to become like this," my mother said, with clear disappointment and shock on her facial features."Really? Because here I honestly thought that I was already disowned. Well, to be more accurate
I was certain that just as many people hated her and blamed her for going against societal norms, there were probably just as many people who admired her, either openly or secretly as her fans. Perhaps to them, our sisterly duo act was the spice they needed in their endlessly boring lives."Don't you feel better from just seeing how everyone is welcoming us with open arms?" Diana continued before she raised her hand to wave at someone that she knew."Fine. I admit that you got your point across," I said as my eyes scanned the crowd that had gathered for the party. I could feel Bradon tensing at my side, and I knew that he had just spotted the two people that I least wanted to see at that moment. "Did you know about this?" I turned to ask Diana without hiding my shock."That they'll be here? I guess not, but why does it matter? You'd have run into them sooner or later. If you ask me, the sooner the better," Diana said with a careless shrug of her shoulders.I narrowed my eyes as I gla
"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.