" Relax, cupcake, I'm not going to hurt you until you ask me to," he says, his mouth near her ear, and she exhales gently, her eyes closed. She feels cold air on her nude body and understands Andrew has let her go, but her face is still against the wall, so she turns to face him. He felt a stab of sadness in his heart when he noticed a sting of blood on her bottom lip. What was that sensation? What could it possibly be?! He looks at her as if he suddenly regrets injuring her, but he doesn't say anything.
" I think you should go get some rest." As he puts on his boxers and takes up her shredded black lace underwear. He moves away from the living room, folding the fabric into his palm.
Miranda sighed as she clutched her face in her palm. 'I'm not going to hurt you until you ask me to', and she remembered what he had just said. Wh
So their next schedule was climbing.On top of the mountain, a campfire was built. So they didn't have to rush as long as they got to the top of the mountain before it got dark. Miranda changed into a coat and a black sweatshirt to make the ascent easier for her. Miranda gazed at the man beside her after changing. He was dressed in a blue shirt, black slacks, and brown leather Italian handcrafted shoes."Are you going to the mountain in these shoes?! It appears to be quite costly." Miranda examined him with her chin elevated."I have no reservations about wearing this sneaker, so let's get started. We're walking to the top of the mountain because cars aren't permitted on the other side."As he effo
Miranda dialed Claudia's number so she could tell her all the juicy stuff. She made the decision to conceal the fact that Andrew had screwed her asshole the night before. She giggled a little too loudly. When she's with Andrew, why does she feel so stupid?! Was it love or infatuation? It wasn't any of those things since she isn't sure what she feels about him; all she knows is that she wants him. Her desire for him grew stronger with each passing day, and it was too late to stop it. Does he feels the same way about her or he simply sees her as a sex machine?!She couldn't answer the question and kept it to herself. It wasn't like Claudia was judgemental or backbiter but some things are best kept untold."At long last, you phoned!! I've been waiting for your call for what seems like an eternity. What's up with Switzerland?
She stood at the edge of the pool, quietly watching a man swim in the water. Andrew was irritated by her fixation on the man's arbs and muscles. What was she doing staring at him?! As he watched the man swim up to her, he clenched his knuckles, and she reddened. Andrew's fury grew even stronger, and he couldn't understand why he was so upset when he saw her smiling and conversing with another man instead of him!" I told her to stay in the room, but she refused. '' In his mind, he growled. He was prepared to punish her when she returned to the room when he heard a loud cry and went around to find out Miranda was shoved into the pool and tried to breathe, but her hands continued splashing in the water.Miranda felt her world crumble around her as she sank deeper into the pool. No one was attempting to assist her. As she dr
"To control my inner demons, I need to hurt you. I want to kiss you till your lips bleed from my kisses. I really desire you while you're clumsy and stubborn. I'd like to feel you attain your orgasm a dozen times, but only if I give you permission. I want you to be frantic to see me. I want complete dominance over you, and I want to hear your anguish screams in my ears like a Melody till my inner demons are tamed and my beast can rest in its claws." As he gazes into her eyes, he takes a big breath and swallows. "Every day, I want you to be on my bed, yearning for my touch. I want you to be compelled by my presence, my touch, and my beast. As I continue to pound you, I want to watch you cry beneath me." He gives a sarcastic smile.Miranda could feel her stomach doing a backflip. He had a strange desire for her, but it was obviously dark and romantic. This strange but naughty man desired
Miranda slowly opened her eyes as the sun crept in through the window. She moved her gaze to the clock on the table next to the bed, which read ten o'clock in the morning, which seemed odd. What happened to her?! Why did her body feel so heavy and achy? Her eyes were still dizzy. Miranda's body feels as if it's been shattered. She feels a heavyweight crushing against her and imagines herself being crushed beneath a giant truck; her head was also beating heavily. When she regained consciousness, she realized it was a male. She gasps but can't seem to find enough oxygen to breathe, and she remembers Andrew torturing her till she screamed her eyes out the night before. She notices that the handcuffs and blindfolds have been removed, but her legs are still flatly bound on the bed, and the jerk inside her is still asleep." What a pervert!" exclaims Miranda. As everything went dark, she groa
Miranda slowly rises, but she is stopped by Andrew's voice; he is walking towards her, conversing with the businessmen; she turns her head back to the direction where she saw the odd man, but he is no longer there. Why did he bolt when he spotted Andrew approaching?!Andrew approached the table by himself and drew her into his arms. She could detect the scent of tobacco on his skin and wondered where he had gone with those men. Her gaze was still drawn elsewhere as she scanned the restaurant for that weird man."Are you on the lookout for something?" He inquired, his mouth at her earlobe's side."Nothing significant. I'm just loving the restaurant's aesthetics." She pretended to smile.His em
Miranda observed the same black van parked a few blocks away from their automobiles as they went out of the restaurant. Why has this van been following them, particularly her? She hopes Andrew is aware of the situation. Or she considered informing him but decided against it because he does not appear to be in the mood to speak with her after the recent delicate episode between them. Miranda sat in her car, staring out the window on the busy streets. Andrew couldn't shake the idea that he felt something in his heart for her. This wasn't part of the plan, she was supposed to be the tool to pleasure himself. His eyes were drawn to her physique; she was attractive, but she doesn't have a big butt. Fuck! He had slept with a number of women, all of them had large butts, but he had no romantic feelings for any of them. Why is he s
Andrew opened his eyes and stared at Miranda in surprise as the main page appeared on the screen. Was this the game she intended to play?He was on the verge of facepalming. But it wasn't her fault if this was the only video game on the television. He couldn't believe he was about to play such a role. He felt compelled to leave, but when he saw her joy, he groaned and leaned on the sofa, accepting his fate and convincing himself to deal with this predicament for the time being.Miranda, on the other hand, was ecstatic to get her hands on the video game." Andrew, the game is about to begin, so be ready!" The game began after she exclaimed. Miranda, who had never played a video game before, practiced using the arrow buttons on the joystick to control her character
Just after terminating one of Andrew's enemies, Damien made his way to a club nearby to settle his scores. Getting inside after passing by the club bouncers at the door, he walked in with his guards and he was welcomed by the sound of very loud music, sweaty people were almost everywhere grinding their bodies together. Everyone around looked almost wasted, only few weren't and most of them were business men and Mafias who came to the club to have a good time and to get some sluts on their bed for tonight. This club was known for its violence. Every man gets to bid on a woman and the highest bidder gets to punish her thoroughly, by using different kinds of whips, libidos, neck collars and so on, on them. Almost everywhere looked crowded and only a few got to notice the arrival of the boss. He casually walked to the bar, as he raised his left hand to dismiss his guards, he could handle himself, especially now that he was in his club. Of course, he was the owner of this club and who wou
Three years later...Sitting upon a chair, a woman winced as she felt her hair being tugged in different directions. There were enough makeup supplies that could last a lifetime.Stylists scrambled around in the room, all of whom were rushing to get the beautiful woman in the white dress and ready.Miranda waited anxiously, she was so excited that she was going to make her vows to the man she loved. A lot of things had happened after the death of Victor, Damien made sure his body was burnt before disposing of the ashes while Andrew was seriously injured and had to stay in the hospital for proper care for two months. Life has been tough but as long as they have each other no one can break them apart, not even Amelia.
Nathan hid behind one of the garage's cars, hoping that Amelia wouldn't notice him. She walked rapidly towards her car, opened the door, started the engine, and drove backwards out of the garage, looking terrified.Nathan waited until her car was out of sight before opening the driver's door and getting into his car, ready to pursue Amelia. He prayed their strategy would work and Amelia wouldn't notice he was following her.Amelia, unbeknownst to him, has her own intentions.***Miranda was lying on her bed, unable to sleep. Her eyes were heavy, but no matter how hard she tried, sleep eluded her. She grew ignorant of her surroundings after a few minutes of staring blankly at the ceiling, so engrossed in her thoughts
Amelia sat in the room as she didn't know where Andrew could have gone early in the morning. Could it be he had known that she wasn't the real Miranda? It couldn't be, even if he was to know but not now, not today that they were about to get married. She needs to play her cards right so he wouldn't suspect or get any trace that she wasn't Miranda. Anyway, she should get ready for their wedding.She stood up from the bed, walking towards her wardrobe to pick up the dress she was going to wear.Finally, after waiting for years, Andrew was going to be hers.***Miranda woke up and found herself lying on a bed. She was inside a room, which was painted in all white and had only one door. Where was thi
Amelia walked out of the room with Victor while his guards trailed them as they walked into his study. She didn't know why she didn't trust Victor yet, after what happened in the ball the other day, Amelia had been so desperate for the attention of Andrew." You have to stick to our plan, Victor. " She began as he took his seat." What plan? " Victor laughed which made Amelia frown deeply." You promised me not to cause harm on Andrew if I accept to be your accomplice. In exchange for giving you what you want, you will give me Andrew unharmed. " She said" So?! I told you I promised why do you still seem worried " he smirked." Do not play gam
Miranda looked at the man like he was talking gibberish but seeing the sincerity on his face, she almost believed then she remembered Andrew's words when he had told her that when he comes back he was going to tell her the truth. Could this be the truth?!" I don't believe you, " Miranda admitted. For years she had grown up knowing that she doesn't have any paternal family. When she was still in the orphanage, sometimes she hoped her mother would come visit her but it never happened. Sometimes children in the orphanage who also had the same story as hers, their mother who abandoned them, come back looking for their child to take them. Now that she's old enough to take care of herself, a man who has been stalking her for weeks and also abducted her and now he is saying he is her uncle. How does she expect her to believe him?
Miranda's head was covered with a hood, her hands were tied together with a rope. As the van kept on moving on the bumping roads, she couldn't help but feel goosebumps on her skin and a heavy weight on her chest knowing something awful was about to happen. Where are these men taking her to? Her head was covered to prevent her from seeing or getting to know the directions the van was going to, she felt nauseous knowing that she and her baby weren't safe in the hands of these men.The van stopped which made her flinch, the men gently dragged her out of the van by her arm and they removed the hood from her head. Miranda slowly opened her eyes to adjust to the sunlight only for her to be speechless at the sight before her,Standing tall in all its full glory was a villa, there were men on each side of the entran
She became agitated after a few minutes of stillness with no one willing to answer her query. Emily got to her feet and moved over to her, a sad expression on her lips."What's the matter, Emily? Why isn't anyone responding to me?!""Miranda, all you have to do now is relax. I'd like to share something with you."" Just spill it out already!! " Miranda exclaimed angrily.Emily groaned, her worried expression showing that she didn't know how to break the awful news to her or how she would respond." The cops informed us that Andrew's jet had been in an accident, and... " She came to a halt when she noticed Miranda was going to cry.
Friday night.Two days passed with Andrew and Miranda going for couple outings, having spectacular fun with each other. Andrew had never felt so happy and free in his life before but he felt like that with those amazing two days with his new found love, Miranda.The restaurant appeared to be decorated in a passionate and romantic French style, which had candlelight placed on each table as other couples were in the restaurant. Andrew and Miranda walked in like a normal couple as they were taken to one of the tables in a restaurant Andrew wanted to make tonight, one of Miranda's memorable days with him.They sat down on their seats but before that, Andrew played the role of a gentleman by pulling out her chair for her to sit down which surprised Miranda and also had her