I heard something banging against the headboard, they were rings securing rope which was going to be on me? was he going to tie me? “Brandon, wh-what are you doing?” I objected, got up with a strained face but he pushed my chest and I fell back on the mattress, he hastily tied my limbs with each side of the bed.
My legs were spread in front of him, “Brandon, this is not going right, we didn’t agree on this!” I protested but he wasn’t paying attention to what I had to complain about.
“Keep this mouth good for sucking my dick,” He grumbled and attacked my mouth, leaving me wide-eyed. He was imposing himself on me after making me pathetically uncomfortable. I tried to move against him but he was pinning his body on me. It felt like he was sucking my soul, my thoughts were running wild, I couldn’t think of one thing at once, but the top thought was he would kill me.
It made me think that he would take revenge on me on the behalf of my husband. Was it all a trap for me? Was he a friend of Liam? No, It can’t be. He cursed him on call in front of me, he can’t be friends with a gangster, he wasn’t that type of a man, he carried a suitable reputation in that part of the world.
Brandon slipped down to my neck, sucking my skin and trapping it between his teeth. I cried when his teeth pierced my skin, I was forced to move my hands but they only repelled to stay where they were.
“Baby, it hurts, you’re scaring me,” I said, my heart was blown away. I couldn’t remain in my senses anymore, the pain and the fear were overwhelming enough to make me go consciously senseless.
“Brandon, please!” He didn’t listen to me once.
Before I could get a chance to cry again, he wildly inserted his tip inside of my tight hole, I moaned in pain, a tear left my eye because it was becoming unmanageable for me, he shoved forward while I arched my back and moved upwards to dwindle the instant pain.
He flickered inside me, compensating with my walls as I tried to steady my breath and prepared for anything he could do to me right now.
Again he thrust deep and I oppositely moved against him, his mouth was still stuck to the other side of my neck that trailed down and got my breast, one of his hands ascended to my hair and he fisted them brutally. I hissed when my hair was getting pulled along with sucking and shoving inside me.
It was getting too unbearable that I thought I wouldn’t be able to survive tonight.
Instantly, my mind worked and I remembered Brandon’s words, The colour red was my safe word.
The thought subsided when I heard Brandon growling while speeding up to the extent that could tear my whole intestine, I gasped loudly and shouted, “RED! RED! DAMNIT RED!” I couldn’t control my sobs any longer, they were coming out without my permission.
And Thank God, I could say it worked.
He slowed down and eventually stopped.
I didn’t plan this going on like that. He was keen on killing me. Was he the Brandon I knew?
Because I don’t think so.
JennaJenna Maxwell, a 25-year-old woman with a kind heart and a fierce personality. She is a complete package of what men want in a woman. Looks, kindness, potential and mostly a loving nature which she had was every man's weakness, but she wasn’t any longer available for men. Her life was given to her best friend. Yes, she got married to her best friend who was also her second cousin, Liam. They never talked to each other as kids, nor ever barely saw as they used to live far from each other. In their teens, their families used to meet at festivals or family get-togethers, but they both had never gotten a chance to entangle with one another.Back in the day of Jenna’s sixteenth, she attended a cousin’s birthday party where Liam noticed her for the first time. At the start, he couldn’t agree on the fact that he was attracted to her and wanted to have his ways with her, he lusted her at first glance but at the time when she passed him a piece of cake with her brightest smile, his heart
1Marriage. A word that changes human lives in a different yet sometimes beautiful way. For lovers; marriage means the celebration of love, peace, joy or a forever they promised to each other. Finding a home in someone, dedicating your whole life to that person and experiencing everything with them is said to be living in a dream world whereas only a few get to live in it till the end. These eight are stronger than any other word in the world because it purely means a new phase of life. However, for some, it could only mean signing up for a death warrant. Perhaps consider me one of them.At first, the word marriage was the same for me as I described it at the start but then, when I chose my life-partner, it changed the definition for me. I got married to my childhood best friend who I thought nobody knew better than me. Now I realised I was living in a fantasyland. I just knew his fake shades. He turned out to be a man I don’t recognise today. And that was when I decided to leave hi
2“Hey there, love!” Eliana exclaimed in pure happiness and pounced on me with her arms caging me tightly, “Ah, Hel-lo, Eliana, i-it’s tight,” I couldn’t speak a sentence properly because her strength was suffocating me. When I about to breath my last breathe she left me panting hard,“You’re here! Thank God I finally get to meet you after so long, bubble!” Her eyes were sparkling in genuine love and my heart wished if she could’ve been a boy, I would’ve asked her to marry me right at this moment. I blinked twice to control my natural emotion back in my eyes.She helped me with my suitcase and invited me inside her cute condominium. I won’t lie but her little apartment was frankly adorable and I took my time to admire it for minutes. She had a narrow corridor right after the entrance, then came a huge tv lounge of light-grey theme with white curtains joining an American Style kitchen adjoining corridor’s wall, going further straight after the kitchen, we got two elegant bedrooms with
3WeekendIt’s been five days since I’m with Eliana and trust me on those first 2 days when I hadn’t lived a second for my own. I kept fearing Liam and his gang breaking our condo and assaulting both of us; especially me.Right this moment, I was sitting at a salon which was way out of my range these days; it was all lavish and for sure expensive but Eliana didn’t care and got me here. Getting my hair and makeup from some professionals for the night. Yes, I was forcefully willing to go at the Premier even though I tried to stop her with the sharpest excuse possible but resulted in fog. Eliana didn’t stop pleading with her puppy eyes and I couldn’t ignore her ‘wish’ despite how big and exhausting enough it was to me. My final touches got done and I stood up, fishing to find Eliana somewhere in other makeup sitting. My eyes followed back and stopped at the entrance by a man wearing a grey-striped suit with a hat covering his face. His broad chest, brownish exposed hair, whitish tone a
4It’s been two hours since we have stepped into Grand Atrium, everyone around me was enjoying the movie like they would go blind after it, though I was only the one realizing much bigger facts apart from the movie, I had realized what a boring and robotic life I was living back there; so loyal to my husband that I couldn’t see what I had become. Eliana told me about her friends and how they left their spouse barely after their marriage just began because they wouldn’t allow them to club alone. Here I was, serving my husband’s needs all the time and still being treated like a trash can.Throughout the movie, my main focus was to reduce this heavy feeling of getting caught, I couldn’t be able to find any excuse to lessen the growing anxiety; whenever my mind thought of Liam watching me on TV or social media, that haunted me to my deep cores. Clearly, it meant he could easily spot me in LA. I let out a huff and concentrated on the movie which I was faking to enjoy because Eliana and her
5An hour had passed away being alone while admiring others from afar. I stood somewhere in the corner and watched couples dancing adeptly, it was a pleasant sight to the eyes and throughout I started swaying around after one glass of champagne and a few shots of tequila. Yeah, it’s been a hell of a ride in quite an hour. Thanks to constant worries.I closed my eyes, my smile grew wider as lyrics registered momentarily in me, I was totally lost in the rhythm and melodies every beat was offering me. “Excuse me, Miss.” it felt like someone was calling out for me but I only responded with a snigger. But then I heard it again, “Miss…?” this time I opened my eyes to check out if someone was really looking out for me. I turned around to find a tidy waiter presenting me his warm smile, “Yes?” I frowned at him with the same potential as he was offering. “Miss. I’m sorry to disturb you but I need to inform you that Miss Eliana -your friend- is asking for you in her private cabin,” informed
6All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further. All the scene happened with me in the club replayed like a movie, making me unsteady to feel loath each time I heard that man’s voice and then out of nowhere another man’s punches him, Who was he? My eyes wide-opened, I was hugging a pillow which was trapped in between my thighs too, I turned straight, inhaled deeply to get some fresh and lessen this hateful feeling after the nightmare, I raised my head, looked to my right to find open curtains, crystal sunlight passing brightening the room all around, giving my eyes a ple
7Before I could click on the messages, the screen went black and showed no sign of life. “Shit!” I cursed in annoyance. I went to my room, fetched the charger to plug my phone in the switch, I sat on my bed and again my lower abdomen started hurting badly, I stood up and staggered towards the bathroom, I got in and the first I saw in the mirror was a bruise on my neck. “What the actual fuck!” I left shocked. It was like my eyes would come out of their sockets. I kept cursing and took off my shirt, The bruises which I didn’t want to call hickeys were all over my chest and stomach. I started panting heavily due to the horror these hickeys brought. “Oh My God,” I couldn’t control my watery eyes to flow down. And what would happen when Eliana would see it? Oh no, she wouldn’t see it, I can’t risk it. My teeth cluttered in fear. Liam, if he saw me having this, he would’ve killed me by now. After this thought, I went hysterical. I could feel terror balling up in me. I inhaled heavily
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