Bradon held my knees to keep my thighs spread open as he rammed his cock continuously fast and hard in and out of me. His thick and hot rod hit against my womb as we mated like wild animals in heat. Bradon was groaning occasionally and panting harder now as he exerted himself. He was right once more than I would be screaming until I couldn’t anymore. I screamed and called his name as my hips began thrusting up and down to match the rapid movement of his hips. My pussy couldn’t get enough of the blunt feeling of his cock beating into it and stretching it from various angles. I cried out until my voice sounded hoarse and broken.My throat felt strained, and I was sure that I couldn’t keep on crying out and screaming every time that he screwed his cock roughly into me; however, it also felt like I was going to lose my mind for real if I didn’t let it all out. I should have known that he wouldn’t go easy on me when I agreed to have sex with him. Fast and rough was clearly Bradon’s prefere
“What?!” I yelled as I bolted upright on the bed.My eyes snapped open before I started looking around. The room was dark but that wasn’t what really mattered at that moment. Memories of the dinner that I had with Bradon last night, the deal that we made, and the passionate way he ravished my body all came flooding back.Why did I think that it was all just a dream?The answer to the question was really quite obvious. Since everything seemed so unreal and unimaginable even in my wildest dreams, my brain must have somehow brushed it off as nothing but exactly that while I was sleeping.“Bradon…” I murmured while I tried to sort out my disoriented thoughts.While trying my best to ignore the ache in my lower abdomen and between my legs, I swung my legs off the bed and headed directly for the closet. I had no idea what time it was or how I ended up on the bed, but I knew that I needed to talk to Bradon before he left for work because if I missed him then I wasn’t sure when I would see hi
His beautiful hand stopped midair as he shot me a glare that felt like it could kill. I wanted to burst out laughing but the sound of one of the bodyguards standing at the side of the room letting out a chuckle beat me to it. Bradon’s face visibly darkened along with his mood before he narrowed his eyes at me. The quite disturbed and astonished look on his face made me bite down on my lower lip as I smirked at him mischievously.“Don’t call me that,” he hissed through clenched teeth.“But I called you by your name earlier but you didn’t respond…so…” I replied like it wasn’t my fault.What’s the worst that can happen?Since I’m supposed to be Diana and also his newly wedded wife, he can’t possibly kill me. For the sake of our families and the economy of this country, I am very much needed alive and well.“What do you want?” he asked coldly.I stared at him for a few seconds in silence before letting out a sigh. Wasn’t he supposed to tell me what he wanted from me instead of the other
“Sure,” he replied.“What?” I exclaimed without hiding my shock at the sudden change in his decision.“We did make a deal. You can go outside as you please. I’ll let everyone in the mansion know about this change in rule,” he declared decisively.“Really?” I asked because I just couldn’t quite believe it.We did make a deal that I would be able to go outside but now that it was really happening, I was still taken by surprise. At least, I was right in thinking that Bradon was a man of his word.“Yes, but under one condition,” he said as if making sure that I still remembered the deal that we made.“You’ll accompany me at all times,” I finished off his thought begrudgingly.Bradon nodded his head firmly once to affirm that I had gotten it correct. I let out a sigh when I tried to picture us hanging out together. Somehow, I found it quite difficult to imagine us spending time and going out and about together. I could already imagine how we would fight and how the dynamic between us would
I just couldn’t believe that the casino that I had heard of but never seen and never thought that I would get to visit would be right in front of me right now. Although most people in upper society knew about it, not everyone was allowed to come to a place like this.Of course, my father was one of the selected few who had access to places like these. How else could he have gambled the fortune of our family away?For normal people in the country, this wasn’t supposed to exist. People were not supposed to know about it and even if they did, they had to pretend that they did not possess such knowledge. Of course, the common people were banned by law from entertaining themselves at such a place.“I guess Diana isn’t supposed to be in a place like this…” I said with widened eyes as I turned my head around to take in all that was in front of me.“You’re not supposed to be here either,” he pointed out.“You’re right…” I replied while thinking that I should be working late into the night at
“Excuse me, please make way for the lady,” Bradon said from close to me.His authoritative tone caught the attention of the men around us immediately. There was a slight nervousness and tension in the air before the crowd parted to let me through.“Thank you, gentlemen,” Bradon said before showing them what I would consider a very cold smile.“Thank you…” I whispered.With a firm nudge of Bradon’s hand against the small of my back, I took a few steps forward until I was standing right at the side of the large table.“This is a roulette…” Bradon replied before going on to explain the rule of the game to me in a short and concise summary.“Wow…” I murmured as I watched the dealer spin the wheel.I felt like a child mesmerized by a new toy that I had just discovered. Even though I’ve seen a roulette wheel spinning before in some movies that I’ve watched, it just felt so different to see the real thing. I could feel the excitement of everyone gathered around the table heighten as the deal
Since he seemed to be so against the idea, I wondered if he was actually terrible at it. It would be quite uncool for the owner of the casino to suck at gambling. The thought brought a small smirk to my lips, and I found it hard to hold in my giggles.“Jake,” Bradon suddenly called a man’s name.“Yes, Boss...” the dealer at the table responded immediately.“Entertain the lady,” he instructed casually.Entertain me? How?“We’re taking a break right now, gentlemen. Thank you very much. We will resume in 15 minutes. In the meantime, please enjoy some refreshments over there,” Jake said as he began shuffling a deck of cards in his hands.“Watch. He’s not half bad,” Bradon said to me.“What is he going to show me?” I asked as my eyes focused on the smooth movements of Jake’s hands as he continued shuffling a deck of cards.“Some adorable card tricks,” Bradon replied.As if to signal that the show had started, Jake began shuffling the cards faster and faster. I watched as if captivated by t
With the mask that I had on, I doubted that anyone could recognize me unless they happened to know either Diana or me very well.“Are you tired?” he asked.“No way. I’m going over there to play,” I replied with clear determination.After being locked up in the mansion for such a long time, there was no way that I would return without having my fill of fun first. On top of that, I haven’t won a single game since entering the casino. Perhaps it was because I hadn’t found a game that I was good at or a game that I could simply win by using my luck. Regardless, I made a silent oath to myself that I would not call it a day until I won at something.“Ok…” Bradon murmured without any excitement.Regardless of his attitude, he still stuck by my side as I walked toward another zone in the casino where another game was being played.…“Seriously, how can I possibly lose at every single game?” I asked in complete disbelief before I covered my cheeks with my hands.“You have no skills, and your l
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.