I didn’t want things to have to come to this, but it didn’t seem like I had any other choice. I had to go through with it and hopefully this man would keep his word.“Let’s do it. Let’s have sex,” I declared boldly.Bradon’s brows shot upwards before he cocked his head slightly to the side in disbelief. He clearly wasn’t expecting this sudden turn of events and neither did I. Before I could pause to think and change my mind, I began untying the sash around my waist and peeling the robe that I had on away from my body. I could feel him watching my every move, but I didn’t have the luxury of changing my mind anymore.“Did you come here with sex in mind?” he asked as his eyes travelled down my body before returning to my face and narrowing suspiciously at me.“Not really but I’m glad that I’m dressed for it…” I replied casually.He must have thought that I came to seduce him given the quite revealing nightgown that I had on. I guess this might count as dressing up nice and pretty for wha
“You can see him when he’s ready to see you,” he replied after a short moment where he seemed to consider my request seriously.I could sense his discomfort once again when I mentioned Anthony, but I couldn’t quite make out the reason why. That didn’t matter to me at all as long as I got what I wanted. It was so hard for me to believe that after all that I had been through that he was finally granting my wishes. Even though his agreement to all my demands seemed to come with conditions of his own, I was more than happy that we had reached an agreement. It occurred to me then that Bradon might not be as heartless and as unreasonable as I had originally thought. For once in what felt like a very long time, there seemed to be a ray of hope and a rainbow in the dark and cloudy sky that I called my current life.“Thank you…” I thanked him in a small mumble.To my thanks, Bradon just nodded his head slowly once. I bit down on the inside of my lower lip as I wondered if it would be pushing h
“No good reason. I’m just curious…” he replied casually.“Curious? You’re curious about what exactly?” I asked with widened eyes.Bradon stared at me with an unreadable expression for a few seconds before he let out a small chuckle as if an entertaining thought had just crossed his mind. Of course, I had no idea what he was thinking about or recalling.“I’m just curious to know what kind of woman I had the misfortune to marry,” he replied with a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes.I always thought that his eyes were a very attractive color, but nothing could compare to their beauty when there were actual emotions reflected in them.“You mean, what kind of woman had the misfortune to marry you, right?” I corrected him immediately before I remembered to hold my tongue.“I take it that you’ve already agreed to my condition,” Bradon said before he smiled meaningfully at me.Right, that was probably a very Dahlia thing to say.I bit down on my lower lip to silence myself before I would s
“What?” I exclaimed in disbelief at his unexpected instruction.“Get off my lap,” he repeated coldly.That moment when he showed absolutely no interest made me feel that the grand castle that I had built might have been made entirely of sand and he was the high tsunami wave that threatened to destroy all of it in the blink of an eye. Instead of getting off, I pressed my hands against his chest and leaned closer to him until our faces were mere inches apart.“What are you saying?” I asked as I tried to keep my frustrations from showing.“Return to your seat, Dahlia,” he replied curtly.“What about our deal? You’re not going to back away now, are you?” I asked while refusing to climb off his lap.It looked like Bradon had changed his mind and all that we had planned to agree on would vanish rapidly down the drain along with all the effort that I had poured in. There was no way that I would accept that. The thought of rotting away in his large mansion with no end in sight scared me more
His lips prevented my lewd moans from leaking out as his hand slipped into the front of my nightgown to massage my breasts directly. I moaned into our kiss as my hips began moving on his lap. The burning heat in my core felt unbearable and I knew that I my pussy had already gotten so wet from the way that he was stimulating my body. Bradon’s other hand cupped the side of my hips before he began stroking it. The thin satin fabric of my nightgown did nothing to shield my body from his touch and it wasn’t long before his hand slipped beneath the hem of my nightgown to caress the side of my hip and my upper thighs directly.“Ahh…Bradon…” I moaned breathlessly in pure bliss.The way he was touching me and everything that he was making me feel made me wonder if I was the one seducing him into this or if I was the one being seduced, tempted, and then trapped. I quickly decided that it no longer mattered as long as we both got what we wanted out of this.“Lift your hips a little…” he instruct
I wasn’t sure who was more eager to free his cock from his pants between him and myself. My pussy hole felt so empty now that he had withdrawn his fingers and I couldn’t wait to fill it with something much hotter, longer, and thicker. I stared down at the massive upstanding poll that I had just freed as it sprang into my awaiting hands. Frankly, his size and hardness never failed to impress me. His cold nature, bad mood swings, and unsocial personality aside, I had to admit that we were very compatible when it came to sharing pleasures of the flesh.“It’s so hard…” I murmured admiringly as I ran my fingertips up and down the extensive length of his cock.His dick felt hot, and I could feel it quivering slightly as I teased it with my fingertips. It truly felt so alive and very potent at the same time. The more I stared at it, the more I felt like the swollen thick head of his cock was staring back at me.“Put my cock inside you, Dahlia…” he commanded with slight impatience.I nodded b
My hips moved as if it had suddenly inherited a life and will of its own. Faster and harder, I bounced my hips up and down to ride his cock. My pussy rubbed the entire length of his cock up and down while I moaned from the pleasure of his thick member hitting deep and hard inside of me.Using my body weight and the blessing of gravity as my allies, I slammed my hips down onto his cock. I rode him hard and wild just like what he wanted me to do. I moaned and cried out his name in pure ecstasy when his cock rammed upward against my womb. My mind felt hazy and intoxicated with pleasure. I realized soon enough that no matter how fast I moved my hips it just didn’t seem to be enough.“Bradon…Ahh…” I called his name pleadingly as my hands gripped his shoulders.“You’re doing well,” he commented before his beautiful lips curved upward slightly into a smile.I slammed my hips down onto his cock again before letting out a lewd moan. My breasts jiggled up and down as I rode his cock even faster
Bradon pounded his cock upward all the way into me until its swollen and thick head pushed against my womb. His thrusting movements became wild as his large hands held my body in place where he wanted my love opening to be to welcome his cock. Wet lewd sounds of his cock pushing into my wetness echoed from between my legs as I felt my juices gushing out of my love hole.“You like it when I hit you deep in here, don’t you?” he asked although I could tell that he already knew the answer very well.“Ahh…” I moaned loudly before I could stop myself.Bradon pressed his hand against my lower abdomen and suddenly I could feel the hardness of his cock rubbing against my pleasure spot much more clearly than before. His cock rubbed against my womb as he pushed down harder on my lower abdomen.“Wait…please…” I whimpered as my pussy spasmed wildly around his gigantic manhood.“Shhh…” he signaled for me to be quiet.Before I could respond, Brandon slid his cock out of my pussy almost all the way b
My heartbeat thundered in my ears as I approached them. The three of them were engaged in such an intense conversation that, at first, they did not recognize my presence. Diana's voice was the first that came to me. Her voice was shaky, as if she was barely holding herself together."The doctor said that there's no change in his condition. Anthony is still unresponsive, although it's been months, and this whole thing with the snipers is only making it worse..." Diana said.I came to a stop as my mind struggled to process her words. My heartbeat grew even faster in my chest, and for a moment I thought that perhaps I had misheard my own sister. What did she mean when she said that Anthony is still unresponsive?Diana already knew that Bradon had taken Anthony's place, and that meant that the man who was shot was none other than Bradon. Yet how was it possible that Anthony was the one who was unresponsive? Nothing made sense to me at that moment. It felt like I was missing a very key pie
It hurt me more than anything to realize that I couldn't blame him, even if he did that, because I was the one who betrayed him first. I left him without a word or farewell, running away from him as if he were the one who had done something wrong. Memories of our time together came back like waves. The fake honeymoon that we enjoyed together felt more real than anything, right at that moment. I remembered the way that he would laugh whenever he let his guard down on the nights when we enjoyed each other's company simply as our true selves, and the dangerous world outside and our identities didn't need to complicate things for us.There was a time when I thought that love was enough, but a small voice inside of me reminded me not to be so foolish. As time slipped by, I found myself praying that the door would just swing open and that Bradon would be standing there with his arms wide open. I wanted nothing more than to be held in his arms once again. I had to admit to myself that, with
"Where is this?" I asked without hiding my suspicion. I knew very well where the Vulkan mansion was located and also what it looked like, and the place that we had just parked in front of couldn't look more different than the mansion that I remembered."You didn't think that we would take you to our home, did you?" Mrs. Vulkan snapped before looking away with a clear look of disgust on her face."I guess your home would be the first place that Bradon would look when he finds me missing," I replied dismissively."No more chit chat," Bradon's father said as he urged me out of the car.I told myself that it did make sense that they would find a place for me to stay, but did it have to be such a shabby-looking place? The isolated low-rise building looked like it could use a round of maintenance. The room that they led me to was simple, with a single bed, a television, a desk, and absolutely no windows."How long am I supposed to stay here? I thought we made an agreement that you would h
"Why would my son want to keep you here?" Mr. Vulkan asked as his eyes seemed to search my face for the answer that he was looking for. "How am I supposed to know? Maybe he hasn't had enough of me yet..." I replied before showing them a fake yet extremely sweet smile. "Even if he isn't considered a normal member of our family, I still can't have you associating with him," he continued on as if he was lecturing me of my lack of worth. "I just told you that I'm not the one begging to stay here and with him," I replied coldly. I had hoped that by then it had become plain obvious what I wanted the two of them to do for me. With their help, I was certain that they could find a way to get me out of Bradon's mansion. Bradon wasn't around, so the next in command was Zain, whom I did not think could directly stand up against the head of the Vulkan family. At least, that was where I decided to place my bets at that point in time. "So you want to leave but he won't let you? Is that what you
I quickly followed them inside, sensing that the two of them were here looking for trouble. One glance at Zain, and I could tell that he was already informing Bradon of their unexpected arrival. It wasn't like Zain could throw out Bradon's father and stepmother, so I could understand the pitiful position that he suddenly found himself in. I straightened my back and followed them further inside, thinking to myself that I needed to hold the fort until Bradon returned. Whatever it was that they wanted, I needed to make sure to find out.The two of them sat comfortably on the sofa as if they were in their own house by the time I made it to the living room. The fact that neither of us spoke a single word as I sat down on the sofa only made the tension in the room skyrocket."I'm sure that Bradon will be back soon," I said, more to tell myself than to tell them."Why are you still here?" Mr. Vulkan asked as he turned his cold gaze in my direction.The way that he looked at me left no room f
**A few days later**"How many times do I have to tell you? You can't keep me locked up in here!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, my hands clenching into tight fists. I could feel the blood rushing to my face as anger and frustration took over.Over the past few days, I had already lost count of the number of times Bradon and I had had this argument. For some reason that I could not comprehend, my life as a prisoner inside his household had resumed. There must have been a change in Bradon that I couldn't fully understand-something that had led him to decide to keep me under house arrest. Going out was no longer an option, even if I was escorted."You may leave when I tell you that you can," Bradon replied with the same infuriatingly calm response he always gave, his tone ticking me off even more."Listen, I'm not doing this because I want to be selfish. If there's a reason why you can't let me go outside, then please just let me know, and I'll try to be understanding," I said, taking
"I'll try not to come back late," Bradon replied without any further explanations. I only managed to simply nod my head before he was already out of the living room. The look that Bradon gave me told me to hold my tongue and not ask him any questions. I knew very well that asking him anything would be useless because he most likely wouldn't give me any kind of answer. As I stared at the doorway, my mind became even more unsettled than before. Something was definitely going on and Bradon was keeping it away from me. "Probably just work..." I mumbled to myself. It wasn't unusual for Bradon not to tell me much about matters related to his work, and I never minded. A sigh escaped my lips when I realized that I had officially failed once again. The worst part was that I felt very relieved at the very same time. Bradon's parting words, telling me that he would hurry back home gave me something to look forward to and that made me realize just how much I yearned to be with him. "Stop it,
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