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Paying the Price
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“I said, what is Bradon like? You know, as a person, what do you think of him?” I repeated my inquiry again.“Umm…I’m very sorry but I cannot make any comments,” she replied in a soft mumble.“Is that also one of the rules in this place? You can’t say anything about Bradon?” I took a wild guess while thinking that my wild guess might not be too far from the truth.Bella just looked uncomfortable again and I immediately regretted my question. I should have known that I would be stretching my luck too much if I thought that a maid could give me a complete download of what kind of man Bradon is. It was my fault for thinking that she would know anything about him because she worked in his mansion. While going along with the tour, I thought of many things as I listened to Bella talking. No matter which paths my thoughts took, it always seemed to end up at the same destination and running into the same hard solid wall.I let out a sigh while rolling my eyes upward when I was forced to reali
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“He left already?” I asked in disbelief.“Yes, Master Bradon left earlier this morning,” she replied with a regretful smile.“Where did he go? Never mind that. When is he coming back?” I asked as I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.“I’m sorry but he did not say anything when he left,” she replied softly.“I knew it…” I muttered under my breath.Despite what happened last night, today turned out to be a repeat of the many days prior to it. Brandon was gone and I had no idea when he would be coming back. I cursed myself that I didn’t even get the chance to ask him for his phone number. Then again, I couldn’t quite imagine myself asking for it when he was grinding his cock against me on the bed.This is a disaster…“Tell him that I’m not going to sleep tonight until he comes back!” I declared loudly.“I will do that, My Lady,” Jenna said before smiling at me.I slumped down onto one of the chairs at the dining table although I had absolutely no appetite for breakfast. While
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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
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"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.
