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Indulging Her Desires
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“She told me that she was going to try on some clothes,” Zain replied.I quickly realized that I was no longer interested in what had already happened. What was more important was finding where she had disappeared to.“Did she run away, or did someone take her?” I asked although I had a pretty good guess.“I don’t think anyone could have kidnapped her,” Zain replied solemnly.“How long has she gone missing?” I asked.“I’m not sure. Less than half an hour ago…” Zain replied.“Find her. Use all means necessary and make sure that no one finds out about this. Don’t come back until you do,” I commanded before hanging up.Suddenly, the view of the city from outside the window looked grim although the sky was clear and blue, and the sun was shining brightly. I should have known that something was off when Dahlia suddenly asked to go out shopping. Even though I told her that I wasn’t free and that meant that she wasn’t allowed to go, she had negotiated until I felt like we were going to have
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My eyes narrowed as I stared straight ahead when I realized that the one that Dahlia was really here to see wasn’t me but the real Anthony whom she thought was supposed to be working here.Why is she risky so much just to come and see him?I had no idea what she was thinking or why she so desperately wanted to see my brother, but I was sure that I was about to find out.…**Dahlia’s point of view**“He will see you now,” the woman at the lobby of the office building told me.She smiled politely before gesturing to me to follow her. I thanked her while hoping that nothing would disturb my meeting with Anthony. It had been some time since I manage to slip out and get away from Zain and his men. The trick of telling the shop assistant to help me get away for a while because I wanted to surprise my husband worked all too well. The innocent shop assistant led me to the staff exit that was joined to the changing room and from there it wasn’t difficult to navigate my way out of the shopping
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I felt a frown crease between my brows as I began struggling to understand my own feelings and what it was that I wanted.Do I want him to keep me away from Bradon? Is that it?Does Anthony even know that his brother had taken his place at his wedding?At first, I wanted to get Anthony to help me get out of my house-arrest but now that I could come out of the mansion, I wasn’t sure what it was that I wanted. My conflicted feelings and hesitation led to an awkward silence that seemed to stretch for far too long.“Things have been quite complicated for me. As you probably know, I took my sister’s place at her wedding and…your brother took your place,” I said as I felt my throat suddenly turn dry.“I see. You’re living with Bradon right now, aren’t you?” he asked casually.“Yes, I am…” I replied truthfully.“How is it? Living with my brother…” he asked.For a moment, I thought that he might be worried about me, but I didn’t dare to let that feeling blossom into hope in the fear that I mi
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My vison became blurring as I stared at Anthony’s face. I suddenly realized that my tears were responsible for blurring my vision and that if I blinked, they would freely roll down my face. I didn’t want to have an emotional breakdown like this, but I figured that it might not be entirely bad. Anthony deserves to see me suffering and miserable. If my tears could sway him just a little, then it might just be worth it.I lifted my fingers up to dab at my eyes as I heard Anthony let out a soft sigh. I knew that he wouldn’t leave me crying like that without doing anything because he was just too nice of a person. I felt slightly rotten inside for using this against him, but it wasn’t like my tears were completely insincere either. Anthony stood up and came to sit next to me on the sofa.“I guess it must have been very painful for you to live with my brother…” he said as he patted my back comfortingly.“He’s…quite difficult…” I murmured in reply.The hand that had been gently stroking my b
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His lips were on mine before I could properly register what was happening. Oddly enough, I wasn’t all that surprised as if I had expected our argument to lead to this. Whenever he couldn’t answer my bothersome questions, Bradon would silence me with a kiss. It felt like it was a part of his habit or his strategy of distracting me. The way his lips moved against mine as he kissed me felt desperate and insistent.His hand moved to fondle my breasts over my clothes, and I knew that he wasn’t willing to stop this at just a simple kiss. We were in Anthony’s office but that didn’t seem to bother or distract Bradon from what he wanted to do to me at all. His touch on my breasts was rough as he squeezed and kneaded my breasts with his hand. His kiss became more demanding as he crushed his lips seductively against mine from various angles while his other hand trailed down from my chin to caress my neck before slipping into the neckline of my dress.“Mhmm…” I heard myself moaning into our kiss
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My eyes widened and my body stiffened when he began tying my writs together with his necktie. My instinct and gut feeling was spot on when they told me that he wasn’t just simply stripping himself. I wondered if this was his preference before letting out a small scoff. I should have known that I wouldn’t be so lucky. Just as I had thought before, I would be overly lucky if rough and aggressive sex was the extent to his preferences.“I think I should start screaming…” I declared when he finished restraining my wrists together.No matter what he did, we were still in Anthony’s office and his secretary was right outside the door. If I were to scream, I was sure that she would come running to check what was wrong. When that happened, Bradon would have no choice but to stop what he was doing. His lips curved into a smile that told me that he was enjoying himself despite my threat.Bradon pulled me onto his lap as he wrapped his arm around my midsection. I ended up letting out a cry when hi
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It didn’t take long for me to desire more of his touch. His experienced fingertip massaged the hardened love seed in between my legs while I wished that his hand would slip inside my panties to touch me there directly.My need for him raged a war inside my head against my ability to think straight and it felt like a battle that I had no way of winning. I wanted to touch him as well but the fact that my hands were bound wouldn’t allow that and it started to frustrate me. Just when I thought that I might have to beg for him to touch my pussy, his hand slipped inside my panties before his fingers delved into the wet slit in between my legs.“Ahhh…Bradon…” I moaned before calling his name in such a sweet and seductive voice that surprised even myself.“Your pussy is so naughty, Dahlia, and naughty girls need to be punished properly,” he said in a seductive drawl.I moaned as my hips moved to rotate my pussy against the hardness of his fingers. Bradon stroked his fingers up and down the le
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"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off
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"So, are you going to get on your hands and knees to beg? How much longer will you keep me waiting?" I asked while pointing my index finger at the empty floor right in front of my feet.If looks could kill, I would have died an extremely painful death, stabbed by the millions of daggers flying out of my father's eyes from the way he was glaring at me. Even when I was clearly his only route of escape from the impending hell that was awaiting him, it was clear that my father felt nothing but hatred for me. I returned his stare with one of my own as I continued pointing to the floor where I wanted them to get on their hands and knees."I'm still waiting. Oh, but if you're not willing, then I'll make sure that some men will escort you out," I said before grinning at them. I could tell that my father was hesitating, and that meant that he was truly considering abandoning whatever pride he had left to get down on his hands and knees to beg for help from his long-abandoned daughter.Time mov
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“Dahlia, dear! Please help your dear father!” The head of the Alnault family desperately pleaded for my help. I squinted my eyes at his face as I took in the evident panic and helplessness displayed on his features. I wasn't sure what I was hoping for when I wanted to see him, but his reaction surely surpassed even my wildest expectations. Gone were all of his confidence and arrogance. Perhaps, for the first time in his life, this man was feeling truly hopeless and helpless. “Dahlia! You have to help get us out of this. You need to help our family!”my mother's high-pitched voice begged openly for my help.I glanced in her direction. I wasn't at all surprised to feel absolutely no pity for her. The only question that went through my mind was why these two people were still standing on their feet rather than kneeling in front of me on their knees. My biological father continued begging while giving me countless reasons why I should help him out. However, most of his words were lost to
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It was true that I had ample opportunities to tell Bradon about it, but it was also true that bringing it up would ruin the romantic and joyful mood between us and whatever we were in the middle of doing. Bradon came home early and in time for dinner every day, as if it was a change in habit. We spent time together just like regular couples—staying at home, watching movies, taking a dip in the pool, walking together in the garden, and doing many other things just to enjoy each other's company. It felt like we were making up for all the lost time.…**Around a week later**Diana's brewing plan kept me on edge. The secret preparation for the royal engagement announcement was in full swing. As for me, I spent a lot of time mentally preparing myself for what was to come. Each peaceful day that went by felt like the perfect calm before a raging storm. One day, I woke up to find Bradon sitting on the side of the bed, his eyes on me as if he was waiting patiently for me to wake up from my sl
