18Phew. What was back in that room? Brandon’s words kept repeating in mind like a mantra, he said he owed me, just because I buttoned his shirt? This was alarming, my heart couldn’t stop pondering. He had something different in his eyes when he looked at me, the same vibe when he walked by me at the afterparty, the way he stared. It was a sign. I shook my mind to waive off the baleful thoughts and went to Kevin’s room with a straight mind, he was instructed to get ready by Mr. Grande, some Mr. Peters; his personal designer who was responsible for taking care of his outlook. I had never been this lucky to even get touched by a designer yet that five years old was getting dressed to fleek by him. Lucky kid. When I entered the room, Kevin stood before the mirror; checking himself attentively. How immaculate the boy was, “You look handsome, little man,” I complimented him, he eyed me through the mirror and passed a matey smile,“Thank you, Miss Jen,” Kevin blushed and turned around to
19I nearly jumped out of my skin; my skin felt like jelly, hands were frozen, my heart throbbed against my ribcage like it’d come out of me if I’d breathe another second, I couldn’t feel my head, I was going giddy and about to collapse any time soon. I stuck myself into a jam and neither I’d strength to cut the call nor I wanted to hear more of him, I knew Brandon must have noticed me by now because the aura around me had changed into an utter tension, I glanced at him, he was gazing at me with questionable eyes, his eyes had caught my appalling form; like what happened. “You didn’t answer me, slut. You missed me, right?” Liam’s banter hadn’t given my heart any solace, instead, he was the cause of my messy state. I nearly had tears to roll down. I wanted to sob and tell him to stay away from me. My body reacted to his voice like I’d heard a death angel. “C’mon, my personal slut, don’t keep your fuckable mouth sewed, talk to me. Tell me how badly you want to file a divorce,” I gulp
20Brandon and Liam. These two men were ruling my mind all day. I came home from the hotel, Brandon noticed I seemed to be lost after that ludicrous question he asked me, he told me to go home straight from there otherwise I’d have to tug Kevin to bed and tell him a nice bed-time story, but I guessed, it was not for today. I joined Eliana for dinner, told her each and every fact about the Liam vs Brandon thing. She got hyperventilated about me and almost reacted worst than I had expected. Girl literally jumped out of bed in fury when I told her about Liam’s threat. “I’ll shoot that son of a bitch myself, how dare he said that shit?” I grabbed her shoulders for my dear life, her anger could take my life away. “El, no you’re not gonna do any stupid, I can’t risk your life for me,” I tried to advise her, but her mind was at boiling point and I couldn’t do anything about it except to burn my hands in it, It took me 30 minutes to get her into normal, whether she was a surgeon but her t
21The day went incredible. Kevin and I had the time of our life, I couldn’t believe he was adjusting with me so quick; that fact literally startled me. I couldn’t comprehend what I did to win his heart so easily. This little five-year-old prodigy was sitting in front of me on the chair and reading a book he liked most reading about; cardiology books. Such a non-fictional chap he was becoming.“Kevin, can I ask you a question?” I popped in out of nowhere, His vivid-blue eyes glimpsed at me, those very crystal-like orbs had something in them… like determination and spirit to conquer the world, I didn’t notice I was lost for a moment. His lips curved into a tender smile and then followed back to his book, “Yes, Miss. Jen?” He permitted, focusing on where he left. “What interests you to read such books? I’m amazed to see your interest in them. They’re pure science you know,” I asked him, quite frankly. My eyes were beholding the sight of the thickest eyelashes I had ever seen in my en
22I didn’t understand how I survived back in that room, the interrogation nearly gave me a panic attack. Those brutally personal questions that were shamelessly asked by a debater and above than that; the judge who enjoyed the show, Brandon wandered around my mind like his face was the only thing I knew. Mr. Hyde humiliated me back there by asking such questions in front of a third person who had no authority to invade my privacy, it must be normal in this city but I was not used to making an open speech on such topics. If any other local LA chick would have been there in my position, she wouldn’t have shied on talking about her private past traumas, my case was different. I hated wording my weaknesses and that’s what I exactly did in that studio. I had to tell him the truth, I really wanted to get out of this abusive relationship, that man who I thought deserved me was my mistake. I wanted to live freedom, I always craved for it and he exactly stole what I treasured, I hated being
23*Slammed The Door*I couldn’t stand here anymore, why did he kiss me in front of the cameras? I fisted my hair, my eyes couldn’t hold back the tears I was deliberately trying to pause, I let them shed down. Twenty minutes passed by and I couldn’t control my hysterias. I was gone out of control. He had no idea what he bought for me; Liam and his torture was what he gifted me. I had been thinking differents of Liam torturing me once he got me, he would torture me to death this time, I acted out of his bearings. Somebody knocked on the door while my face was swollen from the crying session, I wiped my tears and permitted them to come in, the lights of the room was still off and I was sitting at the bed in the dark. The door opened and a shadow of a mid-height lady formed, I focused my eyes to recognise who it was but my eyes chose not to cooperate with me, “Jenna, my dear,” I heard a soothing motherly voice calling me out, the voice which belonged to Miss. Beckett, “Why are you sit
24“Jenna! Dear, where are you?” I heard Miss. Beckett inspected me but my main focus was more on the cramps I was enduring, my lower area was showing me a trailer of labour pain. I bit my lower lip in order not to turn my pains into whines. That’s when the bathroom door banged, “Jenna, dear are you there?” “Y-yes… Miss. Bec-kett,” Pain didn’t let me talk straight. I crossed my arms around my lower abdomen and stood straight in my posture after removing my bottom. My eyes landed on the purple bruises, they legit looked fresh. The fact filled tears in my eyes, “My dear, it's nine-fifteen and you still haven’t shown up. Kevin is waiting for you, he says he won’t eat until you come,” Miss. Beckett used her semi-scolding tone to indicate to me the gravity of the situation. I wanted to run away from here as it was not safe for me even here, somebody didn’t spare a chance exploiting my body… or was I dreaming? Was it a skin condition? “Jenna, I don’t want Mr. Grande to come into your ro
25Two Weeks Later, I wasn’t sure if I could survive longer under Brandon’s judgemental tastes or inflexible demands but miraculously I was still here; stroking Kevin’s hair as he fell asleep beside me for an evening power nap. This little boy had become my tension buster the day he hugged me and accepted me as his own, We had understood each other too well and shared a strong bond; just like perfect mother and son. I usually woke up at five in the morning, dropped him at school and then he came home, tried, in the evening, and we spent the whole day together. That’s how our last two weeks had passed, without any Brandon and his deep gazes. Yes, Brandon wasn’t here. He had to travel for work without any break and that was why he couldn’t make to home, leaving us all to ourselves and I swear, nothing was much more peaceful than living independently without any bothering stares. His body language always perturbed me and I prayed for his delay in work.Kevin made a movement and moved
2 Years LaterJennaI scanned every corner of the hall to make sure everything was going according to my planning. After all, it’s going to be my daughter’s first birthday, I wanted everything to be perfect. The glee I felt was beyond human comprehension, words weren’t enough to describe my life after Renai’s birth, she was, is and always will be my lucky charm. “My darling, what’s that look on your face?” I heard my husband interrupting me and my thoughts-land. “I’m observing if anything is out of line,” I replied, roaming my eyes everywhere while I could feel one pair of bluish orbs sticking at my face. “Everything is perfect as long as you’re happy with it,” replied my husband in the most romantic way possible. He surely knew how to sweep my heart away just with his words. I was already flushing like red jello. “Has cake arrived?” I asked him, gingerly. “Pretty sure, yes. Guards have made sure to put it in the refrigerator with careful hands,” He informed, “Where’s our daughte
42One Year Later I miss sleeping like a normal human being. This man who I accepted as my husband last week woke me up today by shagging himself in me while I was in a deep slumber after our long sex night session, but alas, four rounds weren’t enough for him, he was a man with an exceptional sexual appetite in comparison with me. I sometimes wondered if calling him the real-life man of steel wouldn’t be wrong as his endless stamina cost me my sleep and strength, to endure his lengthy manhood wasn’t an easy part either.Right now, his tongue was giving me the pleasure of sacred nirvana as he shoved it in and out like he promised himself to destroy me today. I held out his head for my holy soul, my shouts and moans were filling the room’s space while he succeeded in gifting me orgasm for my breakfast. I grunted at last as his tongue cleaned out the corners of my lips, “You’re fucking irresistible, my one and only,” Brandon stated, ascending towards my face. I flushed as his predato
41JennaThis was real. Everything that I had been through passed by me. I thought I would meet my grave next but I was still laying beside the man who I fell for, then hated and now again, I feared falling for him again. He never left my side or even my hand. He didn’t know that I was conscious but I couldn’t move for a while until I had gotten the power to open my eyes. Since the moment I had been awakened, he made sure to pepper me with kisses all over my face. “Dove, I can’t thank God enough to God for giving you another chance. You scared the life out of me you know?!” He spoke, hyperventilated. It was difficult for me to speak out for myself because of the oxygen mask and weakliness, so I just let him do the talking work, he didn’t miss out on any chance of proving how worried he was about me and somehow, I also started believing in him. His eyes weren’t lying this time, they had some sort of clarity and honesty. My heart said to trust him once more and grant him a chance. “D
40“Liam…” I gasped, my heart skipped a beat.“Yes, buttercup, Liam. Your own husband Liam,” He said, his tone blended in satire and venom. His aura was filled with malevolence. I inwardly flinched at his words because they were sarcastic enough to take my heart out. “Strange that you have forgotten me so easily… Tell me was that your pussy boyfriend’s cock that made you forget me? Huh, was he that good?” He kept on trudging towards me like a vampire was about to have his feed on a candy human like me. “L-Liam—stop, you can’t do—this,” I stuttered even when I tried to portray myself a little courageous. “Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Still the world hasn’t taught my girl enough all this time,” he mocked, as usual. I kept on reserving while he continued taking my life out of its place with his gait. “Actually… I was here… to talk about us,” “What is left to argue?” I lashed out, not giving up too soon. I had to fight for myself. “There are lots of things that have left unfinished between us,” he
39The wolf was coming to prey on his targeted mouse, watching him coming towards me along with his powerful aura, I had only one thing to do, pray to God that he’d disappear in the thin air or I’d lose my sight but nothing as such sort happened, instead I clearly saw him reaching near me, “Miss. Maxwell,” “Mr. Grande,” My mouth abruptly left out. “Please can you come with me to my office?” He asked, his tone was polite but his aura made it felt like otherwise, I gulped the lump of my throat when his burning heat that was emitting through his covered chest hit my skin, he was standing that close to me and I couldn’t lie I was getting under his effect. “I’m sorry, Mr. Grande but I’m not here for you,” I tried to kindly reject him in every way so he would leave my direction. I stepped away to rush outside but he blocked my way. He came closer to the extent where our chests were about to contract, his head buried near my ear and he whispered, “For the sake of my son, I ask you to lis
38Somebody kill me!Only because of Kevin I agreed on going to the place that I considered a jailhouse. Miss. Beckett promised me to ensure Brandon wouldn’t cross my path and I didn’t even want him to. It’s better he would stay the hell out of my way for his own good otherwise I didn’t know what I would do to him. He caused a never-ending formula of pain on me and I didn’t want my heart to burn into ashes again once again when he’d appear in front of me. It was ten past seven in the evening and I was travelling in the cab to that spooky mansion after my work. I promised myself never to turn back there ever but today, I had to break my ego with my own hands after a short span of keeping it. What if Brandon would come across my way? How would I react? No, he better not come in front of me otherwise I wouldn’t be able to hold back my grudge or maybe tears too. Where he had become my biggest enemy there is a soft corner in my heart that yearns for him and tells me to give him a chance
37Two Months Later I couldn’t believe I was still alive and very much stable after two months of the worst period of my life. Life was finally coming back to its track and I couldn’t be much happier. I thought I’d be dead in a day or few when I was in San Diego but I didn’t lose. I left my past back in there and got back to where I belonged; Los Angelos, leading a new stable life now. I was still in Eliana’s apartment, moving as soon as I get my first salary. But the thing was I was alone in her apartment because she moved in with her boyfriend; that poker-faced Ryan. I wished the best for her, she was the one who helped me like no other and at least I could pray for her betterment. I would never forget her favours, I was actually indebted to it with my life. Alright, enough with the emotional episode, now let’s get back to reality. I mentioned working. Yes, luckily I got a job in this month, it was hard to find but scratching every corner of newspapers and job search site, I was
36I walked out of the mansion with my suitcase packed, I didn’t care who was calling out my name and why. My goal was to pass the mansion’s gate and hop inside the booked cab. That was it. I would never trust anyone now, perhaps this was my wake-up call so I would make sure to stay away from love affairs in future.I again heard my name being called out by the man who I was loathing the most at the moment, I spun around when his callous hand pushed me his way, I was forced to glance at his face, there was a time when I wished to keep looking at him for hours and now, I just wanted nothing more than to avoid him. “Dove, you can’t leave me just like this. You’re my official girlfriend.” There was a hint of whine in his tone. “And what makes you think I would stay with you after I learnt your ugly side?! How can you be so disgusting, Brandon, you were my everything!” My eyes filled with tears but I kept them unshed. He wasn’t worth my tears. “Yes. I know I did wrong, I admit it but p
35I was shivering badly. The picture I held in my hand was of a girl lying naked and unconscious on a bed. Her body was bruised with the same purple and red marks that I had after the night of the movie premiere. I couldn’t stabilise my nerves, I held out all the stack of pictures that laid remaining in the drawer. And with each passing picture of different girls fully naked and bruised got my breath heavier. Tears were forming up in my eye sockets. A sudden hit of the emotion of running to save my life from the abuser hyperventilated me or he’d kill me for finding out all of this. My hands were unstoppable, I kept swiping the pictures to make my brain accept the fact that the man who I called my boyfriend had such stuff in his private wardrobe. He was a famous celebrity who was being adored by millions but the ugly truth about him made me instantly abhor him. Tears blurred my vision as they were flowing without my permission. Just then I saw what I prayed never to see again, I wa