Throes of Love.Alfonso looked at her form on the bed. He had not meant to be so angry. His anger was destructive. He didn’t regret his actions but she had pushed him. She needed to be thought a lesson. It was long overdue. She thought to play him. He was the king. Now she would know that.He has cleaned her back and rubbing soothing lotion on it before he laid her on her stomach. He had seen red.How could Amanda come at him like that? Did she think he was going to betray his brother? He couldn’t get it out of his head and then he had come into the room to see Chanel standing there in the same fucking dress.He ran his hand through his hair. His brother would be back tomorrow. He didn’t know if he could tell him about it. He had come to understand that his brother has feelings for this girl. Too much.He looked at the girl on his bed. He felt things for her that he had never felt for any other woman and he didn’t like that one it. He wanted to hate her. She was not his type in any way
Throes of Love “You think you can get away from me so easily. You whored yourself out so someone could bail you, ” Alfonso said, still pressing the gun firmly on Ian’s head. He couldn’t believe the words that came out from Draven’s mouth when he said she had already been bailed out.“No! No! I didn’t do anything, ” She said getting to her feet, fearing for Ian’s life. He was basically the one thing she had left. Alfonso could not do that to her. She didn't know if she would be able to survive it. “You know what? Get the fuck up, ” Alfonso said, slipping the gun into his back. He was done doing this. He would deal with her when they got home.“Okay,” Chanel said, knowing very well she had no choice. How could the police release Ian’s address to him? She guessed money talked. She was doomed.“What? Chanel, you’re leaving with him, ” Ian asked, he seemed calm and collected to have a gun aimed at him. She had been the only one scared.“Yes. I have to, ” Her eyes moved to Alfonso who was
Throes of LoveChanel just got off the phone with Ian. He didn’t sound pissed or angry about the fight with Alfonso. He asked if she was okay. Most of all, he said he was never going to run away. He was going to be there for her. She liked that a lot, but she didn’t want him to die. She would be broken if he died.Chanel knew what she had to do. Maybe if she married Alfonso, things would get a little better. There was no way she was going to let Ian die. He didn’t deserve it at all. She remembered what the officers said. There was no way she would come out of this on top. They were just too dirty and into the game. How sad. Chanel was sitting on the bed when Maria informed her that breakfast was ready and she had a visitor. What? Who could be here to see her?Chanel stared at her face in the mirror. She didn’t have any bruises on her face except the one that was already fading. She would hate to look like what Alfonso had called her. She needed to get herself a job. That would be some
Throes of Love“I’m sorry, ” She murmured afraid for herself now.“Ha! Don’t be sorry now. I will fuck you up. You think Draven will save you from me. I will fuck both of you up, ” Alfonso said, scaring the fuck out of her.Chanel sat rigidly in the car. She compressed herself into one corner. She needed to think fast. She knew had bit off more than she could chew.“Alfonso. I’m sorry,” she said when he turned to her. She needed him to listen to her now. She needed him to be like he was this morning or else, he would seriously hurt her.It was now she understood what his jealousy could do. It was worse than his anger. She didn’t want to be alone in a room with him.“Alfonso, ” Chanel said, snaking her hand around his arm. His body was still radiating all that energy.Alfonso shook her off him before he turned to look at her. She was now crying openly. She already had a banging headache and she was not ready for another beating. She had not even meant half of the things she said. She wa
Throes of LoveChanel woke up, she was trying to catch her breath. Alfonso had just killed Ian. Fresh tears made its way to her eyes. How could he kill an innocent man like that? He was just too wicked and evil. She could not believe him. The bastard.She picked herself up from the bed and went to do her business. Alone. She always woke up alone in this bed. It was better than nothin
Throes of Love.Alfonso eyed Chanel as she dressed up. It had been a week since they went to their parents’ house. He could tell there was something different about her but he couldn’t place it. She just looked so different.“Come to bed, Chanel, ” Alfonso said when she stood there looking at him. He raised the covers and motioned for her to join him.
Throes of Love.Chanel sat on the bed waiting for Alfonso to come out of the shower. She was ready to sort this out now. She had just played the quiet girl because they had an audience.Alfonso looked at her questioningly when he saw the way she just sat there. She didn’t say anything until he was dressed.
Throes of Love.Alfonso groaned as he rolled out of bed. He hated this. He hated this house. This bed and everything. He hated having to wake up every morning without Chanel at his side. He had a meeting with his father and Draven about the man that got into their house, but they said it would be after dinner. They had previous meetings for the past three months but he never attended them.