“Did you get this wet from a kiss, Leya?” he asked before letting out an amused chuckle.“Don’t call me that!” I yelled as I felt tears stinging the back of my eyes.I glared with narrowed eyes at him as my anger started boiling over. Since learning that he wasn’t Anthony, I could no longer bear to hear him call me by my nickname. It was Anthony who came up with this nickname for me when we were kids, and it was probably the only thing that reminded me of the connection that we used to share. Having this man use that name so carelessly felt like he was soiling the precious memories that I shared with Anthony that I treasured so dearly.He seemed a little startled and his fingers stopped momentarily before they slipped beneath the thin fabric of my panties and began stroking up and down the length of my wet opening. I wanted to drown in my own embarrassment when I let out a moan as his fingers continued to caress the wet hot mess in between my legs mercilessly. The faster his fingers m
His name felt so strange on my lips and that was probably because I had never spoken it out loud before in my life because there was no need to, and I was actually forbidden from saying it. It felt alien to me and the fact that I happened to remember his name while I reached my climax also felt unbelievable. I felt his presence retreating from me and by the time that my mind was clear enough for me to open my eyes and focus, Bradon was already heading for the door. Although I could see that he was leaving, I couldn’t find it in me to call him back because there was no need to.What would I say to him even if I called him back?Recalling his name meant nothing to me because I still knew nothing about this phantom of a man that was supposed to be Anthony’s hidden elder brother. I let out a long sigh as I felt my juices leaking out of my love entrance. My pussy still felt sore from the night before but that wasn’t what occupied my mind. It felt quite relieving to finally be able to put a
“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
The last time that we spoke, I yelled at her in my frustration when she couldn’t explain to me why I couldn’t leave the mansion. After that, in my fit of rage, I tried to storm my way out. After grabbing a few of my things, I ran out of the mansion just to find out that I couldn’t even make it out of the front door although the door was open and unlocked.“Master Bradon is away on business,” she replied simply without providing any details.“When will he be back?” I asked immediately.“I am unsure of the details,” she replied.“I need to see him. It’s urgent. Is there a way that I can contact him?” I asked with raised eyebrows.“Did the master not give his phone number to you, My Lady?” she asked before smiling a little my way.Is it my fault that that devil of a man didn’t even want to give his wife his phone number?“I guess it slipped his mind…and mine…” I replied with a shrug of my shoulders.Jenna stared at me wordlessly and I stared back at her. After staring at each other for a
“That doesn’t sound so bad…” he replied with a hint of satisfaction in his voice.Now that the light was on, I could see his face and the way that his blue eyes took in my face before slowly drifting down to my chest. His gaze still felt cold and distant. I decided to talk to him directly before I lost my nerve.“It’s good that you’re back. We need to talk,” I said before taking in a deep breath.“Talk? About what?” he asked without showing any interest.The bed shifted slightly under his weight as he moved closer to me. Although he seemed disinterested, the fact that he sat down told me that at least he was willing to listen. My heart leapt in my chest as I felt a twinge of hope that maybe he wasn’t such a heartless person after all.“I heard from many people that work here that you’ve forbidden me to leave this mansion. I want to go outside, so please retract your order,” I requested straightforwardly while telling myself that I was doing the right thing.“Is that all?” Bradon asked
I wondered if he could feel the rapid beating of my heart against his hand as he massaged my left breast. My nipples hardened into tight knots as my body began reacting to him without restraint. I wanted to scream but instead, I bit down on my lower lip to prevent any moans from escaping. His hand dipped lower from my breast down along the curve of my waist before progressing even lower to caress the curve of my hips. All the while, I could feel his eyes on my face, but I couldn’t bring myself to meet his gaze. Instinctively, I pressed my thighs together as I felt my body heat up at his touch.“Bradon…” I called his name softly as his hand began caressing the side of my thigh.“Hmm?” He made a questioning sound, and I could tell that he was enjoying my reactions.“I’m not going to sleep with you,” I muttered darkly.“You can say whatever you want,” he replied like my words did not bother him in the least.“Ahh!” I cried out despite myself at the shock of his sudden movement.Brandon g
“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
The procedure was way too simple for ending someone’s life. The announcer reads out the name of the person as he or she is dragged in. By that time, the person has either been drugged or tortured to the point where he or she can no longer resist. Nothing dramatic like a shot to the head would take place; instead, the executioner would use a cleaner and easier method of injecting a lethal substance into the veins of the person. It was a method that the cleaners truly approved of compared to other methods involving bloodshed.Over the years, with the use of money and influence from the Alnault family, keeping the disappearance of people under wraps felt effortless. As the session was approaching its end, my phone started vibrating where it was placed close to my hand on the table. The name of my loyal maid appeared on the screen. If she was calling me, it had to be something urgent.“What is it?” I asked when the line connected.“Master…the thing is…” Jenna spoke through the phone hesit