All Chapters of Claiming Brielle: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

[Leo’s POV]I sit alone in my lounge with a glass of whiskey dangling from my hand. Despite my best attempts to make the sounds of my songbird’s pleas leave my mind, they stay there. They’re similar to how my mother sounded back then when my father did the same thing to her.“What the fuck are you doing?” I grumble to myself, taking a swig of my drink. “You’re turning out to be just like him.”No. I wasn’t like him. I wasn’t an abusive bastard who beat a woman when she didn’t do what he wanted. Locking my songbird away was just a minor step to make sure that she didn’t attempt to run away again.After this, nothing like this would happen again. It was just teaching her to obediently stay by my side. Right. That was all this was to teach her obedience, but there was something that was still bothering me.Why did she try to run away?With this question in mind, I look at the grandfather clock that sits against the wall to see that it is already one in the morning. My songbird has been i

[Brielle's POV]L's fingers trail along my skin, tracing each and every curve while steaming hot water falls around us. He's being so gentle that it is almost impossible to believe that this man was actually a killer.“Are you afraid?” He murmurs as I shiver. “Even after everything we've done?”Was I afraid? No. I wasn't afraid of actually having my virginity taken by this man. Instead, I was afraid of how okay I was becoming with what happened earlier and would most certainly happen again. Did that mean that I actually had no conscience?No. That was wrong. That man deserved to die. He supported a killer.“No,” I respond, wriggling around so I can stare into L's eyes. “I'm not afraid.”“That's good to hear,” he sighs, running his hands along my hips so they can come to rest on my ass. “You're so fucking perfect, did you know that?”L's words hit me like a ton of bricks. Perfect. Not hardly. I was a broken mess with so many insecurities, but when I was with L, I felt almost complete.

[Thad’s POV]I make my way down the street, my focus fixed on everywhere around me as I move. Since that day, no one else seemed to be following me, but that didn’t mean that they wouldn’t try again. It was clear that someone was after me, and they would continue until I found them, which I planned on doing fast.For the time being, Darlene was staying with her new boyfriend, so I knew that she was safe just in case whoever it was decided to come to our home. However, I haven’t had a good night's sleep since the whole fucking ordeal started. Despite my best efforts, I can’t seem to relax, and that was beginning to slowly chip away at the wall I had built up around my psyche so that I didn’t go crazy from memories of the past, which I worked so damn hard to keep at bay.Shaking off my unease, I begin to move again as the light turns green, and once I’m across the street, I stop as my eyes come to rest on the woman standing in front of the studio.She was back. After being on medical le

[Leo’s POV]I reach up, wrapping my hand in my songbird’s hair, pulling her face closer to mine until our lips are almost touching, but before they can meet, I see something in her eyes that makes my anger flare.“Are you thinking of other things while you're with me?” I ask, causing her doe eyes to widen. “Is it him?”“What?” She gasps, confusion and fear dripping from her words. “How could you possibly ask such a thing?”Why? Because every fucking time I turned around, he was hovering near her, and she had even lied to me a few times when it came to him.“Who do you belong to?” I push, clenching her hip. “Tell me.”“You!” She squeaks, her cheeks flushing a beautiful pink. “Of course I belong to you!”“Are you certain?”Of course, I knew in the end, no matter what, she would be mine since I was going to make that bastard disappear. Any fucking man who dared try to be around her would disappear one by one, but I wanted her to feel like she had a choice in this so that she wouldn't run

[Brielle’s POV]I dozed in L’s arms as the limo around us made both our bodies vibrate as it speeds down the highway, taking us home. Only after multiple rounds of sex did L finally decide that it was time to leave, and I was too exhausted to move on my own.“We need to build your stamina,” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head. “You get worn out so quickly.”“Because you have so much energy,” I yawn, snuggling my face against his chest.Chuckling, he pulls me closer as I feel myself beginning to drift, and when I can’t stay up any longer, I let myself succumb to sleep. However, the comforting darkness doesn’t last long before I find myself standing in a large room with blood-splattered walls and what looks dangerously close to pieces of human flesh on the floor.Feeling my stomach turn, I try to make sense of where I am and why.Turning, I continue to take in the area until I see a table with a figure on it. Eyes widening, I begin to understand what this is, but I can’t make sense o