As his hands began to wander across my body, I clenched my eyes shut, bracing myself for the worst. The anticipation was suffocating. My heart raced with every touch.
But as Bryan's lips left mine, I felt the chill of reality creeping back in. The warmth of his breath vanished, leaving me exposed and vulnerable.
Yet, his hands refused to release their grip. They roamed my body, sending shivers down my spine. Every caress was like a whispered promise of what was to come.
"Bryan, please," I whispered again, this time my voice was barely audible, and my mind began racing with warning signals. My thoughts screamed resistance, but my body surrendered.
This body betrayed me.
His touch ignited a fire that spread through my veins like wildfire. I felt my defenses melting, my muscles relaxing into his soft caress.
His fingers traced the curve of my neck, sending tremors through me. "You're mine, Quinn," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.
His lips claimed mine once more, and I felt myself drowning in the depths of his desire.
Our bodies merged, pressed together on the cold floor. Bryan's hands explored every curve, every contour. His touch was a gentle torture, teasing me, and so tantalizing.
My mind warned again of danger, of vulnerability, but my body craved his too. Every stroke, every kiss, chipped away at my defenses.
As his hands slipped beneath my clothes, I felt the room spin. All the reasons and rational thoughts fled, overwhelmed by raw desire.
"Bryan," I gasped, my voice lost in his mouth.
His response was a low growl, his body pressing closer. We moved in perfect sync, our hearts racing as one.
The world outside suspended, leaving only the two of us, with our racing heartbeat and the ache of longing, we were lost in this whirlpool of passion.
For a fleeting moment, I forgot the fear, the uncertainty. Forgot everything but Bryan's touch, his lips, his all-consuming desire.
And when our bodies finally parted, gasping for air, I knew I was lost.
Trapped in Bryan's web, I couldn't escape the truth: I was his. Body and soul.
As Bryan rolled off me, I lay still, my chest heaving. The silence was suffocating, heavy with unspoken emotions.
Bryan's hands rummaged through his hair, his eyes flashing with frustration. He sat up, with his back facing me, and took a deep breath.
I sensed a mix of regret and self-reproach in his gesture. He had given in to his desire, and now he was grappling with the consequences.
My eyes drifted to Bryan's tense shoulders, my thoughts tangled. I felt vulnerable, exposed, and uncertain.
When Bryan finally turned to me, his eyes burned with intensity. "Look at me," he demanded.
I hesitated, then met his gaze.
For an instant, we just looked at each other.
Bryan's expression softened, his voice low and rough. "I didn't mean to lose control."
I searched his eyes, seeking sincerity.
Then his jaw clenched. "I won't promise what I can't keep." He added.
His words stung, but I knew better than to expect easy apologies from him.
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I stood up abruptly, leaving her there, lost in her thoughts. Her eyes followed me, they were still vulnerable.
I felt terrible, a pang of guilt piercing my chest, knowing I had been too rough, too demanding.
But it was all her fault, she’s been driving me crazy all evening, trying to push me away.
Too stubborn for her slender figure.
I only realized how rough I’d been on her when I saw her shaking vigorously, the tears welling up in her eyes. My instincts screamed at me to comfort her, to apologize, but my pride refused to surrender.
In an attempt to calm her fear, I leaned in, without thinking.
As I crashed my lips on hers. The kiss, so fierce and demanding. It was a kiss of possession, anger and frustration. I wanted her to understand, but I lost track of my actions after that.
She didn’t fight back.
She didn’t resist.
She just remained there.
Without any more words, I turned and walked away, leaving her crumpled on the floor. I grabbed my keys and stepped into the cool night in an attempt to clear my head.
As I got into my car, I started the engine in silence. It was just me and the sound of my car in this cruel world.
“Why does she keep pushing me away?” I muttered, eyes fixed on the road.
I mean, it’s supposed to be the other way, despite all I went through because of her and her family.
“You’re mine” I growled, the words echoing through the car as I drove, consumed by my thoughts.
“I’ll break you, Quinn,” I whispered, “till you realize that you’re mine, completely.”
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BRYAN’S POVAs I opened the door for Quinn, her bewildered expression amused me.Her nervousness was so obvious that I couldn’t help but smile at her awkwardness.Once she settled in, I started the car and pulled away.My mind flashed back to the incident that forced me to reveal myself.Her current reaction mirrored the frantic nervous feeling I felt that day, watching her go through that attack.That night, I had saved her from Jasper’s grip. Her eyes were terrified when I looked back, her breathing heaving. Tension stirred within me and I screamed.“Get her to the hospital this minute.”Asthma.I remembered. She was asthmatic.My heart swiftly raced as I swiftly moved closer, cradling her fragile form.“Hang in there, help is on the way”, I assured him.Suddenly, her eyes rolled back and she slumped forward, fainting.Her friend caught her. “Get an ambulance, now!” I had barked at whoever stood close.The minutes ticked by like hours as we waited for the paramedics. Soon the ambulan
Eva's infectious laughter filled the air, and Matt's presence was surprisingly polite and courteous as we settled into a cozy restaurant, the aroma of sizzling meat and spices enveloping us.As we placed our order, my gaze drifted to the TV above the bar, catching my attention.Breaking news flashed on the screen: "Billionaire, Braxton Bryan Purchases Priceless Diamond Necklace at Auction." My heart skipped a beat.The camera pans to the stunning necklace, its diamonds glinting under the lights.My fingers instinctively rose to touch the identical necklace around my neck. A nervous tremble ran through my hand.One of my coworkers, Rachel, gazed wistfully at the TV. "I'll never make enough money to afford something like that." She remarked, her eyes wandering to my neck, and her brows furrowed""Wow, Quinn, your knock-off looks amazingly real!""Where did you get it?"I force a casual smile, trying to sound nonchalant. "Oh, I picked it up from a street vendor for seven bucks." The lie