Novels by Pamela Brown

“There’s nothing remarkable about the boy’s background. It was quite surprising to find out that someone like him was somehow involved with the Leonardo Madrigal.” Falcon let out. “So you do not know how they met?” Julius asked. “No. Like you said, he gives nothing away about his private life but I told you that I can always find anything on anyone. I had found out he was involved with this boy when he showed up at DN university one night. That was why I took this picture.” Falcon pointed at the picture of Leon carrying the boy on his back. “Upon further investigation, I discovered that the boy was living in his house now. Apparently, before meeting Leonardo, this boy was a total nobody, he was even drowning in debts. But now, the loan sharks had suddenly disappeared. I tried finding their whereabouts but it seems they’ve vanished from the face of the earth.”Julius grimaced. “You think Leon took care of them?” “Yeah. And yesterday further confirmed it. Th

*JAMIN* “Mister, please, I’ll behave…”I continued to beg. “I don’t want to hear a single word from you. This conversation’s over.” He said, starting the car. I felt something inside me crack. A lump formed in my throat so suddenly that breathing became difficult.Why was he being so mean to me? I didn’t exactly do anything so wrong. I was used to providing for myself. I was used to working. Adjusting to this life now wasn’t easy. I felt so caged…it was suffocating.I lowered my head, blinking furiously.No.Don’t cry.Not now. I bit the inside of my cheek until it hurt.The burning behind my eyes only grew stronger. My vision blurred. One blink and warmth gathered along my lashes. I stared out the window feeling very devastated. The last thing I wanted was to cry in front of him. I rubbed at my eyes with the heel of my hand before the tears could spill.The tears finally escaped despite my efforts, sliding down my cheeks before I could wipe them away. I ducked

*JAMIN* I wish I could just disappear into this bed. I could hear his footsteps approaching. He had looked so gloomy searching for me. “Get up.” His voice sounded beside me.I held onto the blanket, tightly. “Leon, he…” “Shut up, Vance! Don’t make me repeat myself.”I knew that last sentence was for me. Slowly, I pulled down the blanket. My heartbeat lurched into my throat as Mister’s icy gaze settled on me. My fingers trembled at my sides, and I couldn’t tell whether I wanted to run or apologize first. Turning to face Vance, he asked. “So…did he break anything?” Vance lowered his head, going through the report. “Luckily, no. From what I heard, he had been so fast, narrowly escaping getting crushed so give the kid some grace, Leon. Not everyone could have reacted that way in such a terrifying situation.” “Yeah, right. Excuse us.” Mister ordered, flatly. Vance stared at me, pitifully as if wanting to offer me hope. Then he left

*LEONARDO* The conference hall buzzed with the steady rhythm of quarterly reports, projected figures, and branch managers taking turns to tune in reports on the subsidiaries. Ordinarily, I would’ve caught every discrepancy before it even reached the screen.Today… “…and if we shift the overseas investment into the third quarter…” The voice faded into meaningless noise.My fingers tapped once against the polished mahogany table as an entirely different memory forced itself into my mind.A pair of hesitant hands. Warm and soft.They had slid into my chest and rested against my abdomen, caressing them. The sensation returned with infuriating clarity. And when I told him to touch me, his palm had flattened against my abs, tentative for only a heartbeat before curiosity won over embarrassment. His fingertips had traced the firm lines almost unconsciously, as though verifying that someone could actually feel like carved stone beneath warm skin. I remembered the

*LEONARDO* I had been busy all morning, trying to get as much work done in my office and think less about a certain someone. But my hand still subconsciously rubbed my shoulder, at the spot where Jamin had bit me last night. Fuck!I felt like taking off my clothes right now and stare more at it. I had already spent an unhealthy amount of time in front of the mirror, staring at the bite mark Jamin had left on my shoulder when he came. And knowing the marks were going to fade soon left a bitter taste in my mouth.I absolutely hated it whenever my past playthings mistakenly left any marks on my body, they always got severely punished for it. But here I was, not wanting Jamin’s mark on my body to fade. When he walked into the dining hall this morning, I had fought the urge to move over and pull him onto my laps. I was grateful for the iPad that always made me look composed whenever I was around him because my own uncontrollable thoughts were beginning to fr

*JAMIN* “It’s okay, I’d let it slide tonight.” The Mister retorted. With what he was doing to me tonight, there was no way in hell I could control myself. Mister leaned over me. Close. Hot. Solid and real. His cock brushed over my hole. My eyes flutter closed. My fingers twisting in the sheets. Pressure and heat. Tightness and burn. I exhaled slowly and tried to get my muscles to surrender. Mister grunted and my body gave way. The very tip of him eased inside me. An unholy noise flew out of my throat. Mister groaned. A deep sound of pure masculinity. It sounded like he has found rapture. He sunk in some more. Working his way inside me with care. My body was opening for him. Stretching and spreading. Making way and welcoming him in. He was large and heavy and so very hot. Tonight, he felt hotter than all the other times he had been inside my body. I could feel him so very acutely. Awareness of him was consuming all of my syna

*LORENZO* “We didn’t sleep together.” I said to her but she looked doubtful. “I admit, we kissed and she seduced the living hell out of me. She had seemed determined to make me get her pregnant but kissing her had filled me with so much guilt and I couldn’t imagine what sleeping with her would bring.” "I felt uncomfortable...so uneasy with her. I never felt at peace. At first, I always dreamt about you, Alora. You were the only person who kept invading my mind. But then she had named herself Alora and even claimed my tattoos were for her. And that made me even more confused. Each time I recalled something about you, I'm always so happy...it was like I was in another world, another world that a woman named Alora created for me. I got off most times with my hand. I had concluded to only sleep with her after I regained my memories because then I’ll have answers for the guilt, for the uneasiness and the yearning I felt for a woman that wasn’t her. But the answers clea

She sighed, sadly. “I admit. It had been the most tedious thing I had to do. And I’m glad it’s over. I’m glad you’re home. I am never losing you again, Lorenzo.” “You won’t.” I assured. “I still can't believe you're here. Do you know how much I dreamt about you coming back. They always seem so real and I got so heartbroken when I wake up...." "This isn't a dream, baby. I know I made promises I couldn't keep but I'm not going to fail you this time. I'm never leaving your side. I love you, Alora" "I miss hearing that.” She let out, tearfully.I ran my hand through her face. "I'd do everything and anything to make it up to you.” "Do you know what I also missed?" She asked, grinning from ear to ear. "What?" And then, she kissed me, passionately.Within seconds, the kiss grew heated, full of fervor as our tongue tangled in an erotic dance.God, her sweet taste sent zings of pleasure to my cock.But then I quickly

*ALORA* Going on walks helped clear my mind a bit. It was one of the things I did to keep fit and lift my spirit a bit. At six month pregnant, I had grown more conscious of my health and no matter the turmoil going on in my head and the pain in my heart, I still wanted to safely give me to this child. Today, Milena had come with me and as usual, her chatty cheerful nature made the walk enjoyable. Something suddenly caught my eye, I saw a man running down the street.For a moment, I thought he looked like Lorenzo. He had his physiques and all.But then I shook my head. For the last four months, I’ve stopped a lot of men whom I thought looked like Lorenzo.And most of the time, it just turned out I was hallucinating. But as this man got closer, he looked more and more like Lorenzo. “Who…who…”Milena suddenly stopped walking.I glanced at her realizing she was staring at the man too, blinking rapidly.Was she hallucinating too? The man stopped running, his chest

*LORENZO* “You know Gael? That checks out. You partnered with him?” “I didn’t…I…I just came to know of his plans. He was going to hold Matteo’s family hostage and make him choose between killing you or losing his family. I tried to stop him. I tried to tell him that wasn’t right. But he wouldn’t listen so I thought the best way to go about it was to try my best and save you.” I scoffed. “You didn’t try to do shit. If you had really tried to stop him, you could hard reported his plans to the police or to me. You were in cahoots with him!” “I…I wasn’t. I saved your life.” “You expect me to be thankful to you for putting my life as well as that of my employee in danger and then you coming to save me by taking me far away and claiming I was married to you?!” “You were supposed to be married to me!” “Are we still on that shit? It was just one date, Fiona. How can you try to ruin my life over one date?!” “I have loved you longer tha

I had tried getting about three more jobs but I still got fired. Thing is, I couldn’t stand people ordering me around. Plus I still had dreams and occasionally, fragments of memories hit me.I had gotten to know that the woman I call Alora only dreams, the woman I occasionally recall something about had a black hair whereas “my wife” was brown.And her voice was different. I didn’t know what was going on. I didn’t even know if my brain was messing with me. But one thing I was certain about was not sleeping with her until I wasn’t this disturbed anymore.Even her kiss had made me feel guilty and anxious.So sleeping with her might just make me even more troubled.But it hadn’t been easy. She tempts the living daylight out of me. She purposely walks around naked sometimes, show off her body in my face, make seductive moves around me. And I've resulted to wanking sometimes.I couldn’t have sex with her again, even seeing her naked body felt forbidden, it felt lik

*LORENZO* No matter now aroused I felt. It felt like I was longing to be with someone else.I couldn’t explain it. But being in this position, being this close to her felt so damn wrong and at the end, I stood my ground and pushed her away. I was already feeling so doubtful of her so I wasn’t comfortable enough to sleep with her. She displayed a lot of temper tantrums that night, yelled, cried, begged but I just couldn’t do it. At the end, she gave up. Well, I thought she did until I caught her pouring some white substance into a glass of juice the following evening.She didn’t know I had seen her and by the with the way she kept forcing me to drink it, I knew that would do me no good. I had to start avoiding eating or drinking anything she gave me. With each passing her, stating with her got me more and more confused and uneasy.********************** It’s been a month since Milena and Diego started dating and she didn’t know if it was too early t

*ALANA* He quickly shook his head. “I wasn’t…I…just…you said it was your morning routine as well and I only briefly…just briefly wondered why you would miss your routine.”I shrugged. “I overslept this morning. And it’s not a bizarre thing to skip a routine sometimes.” “It’s bizarre. I do not skip my routines.”He replied.I cocked an eyebrow. “Seriously? You mean to say you’ve never missed a single morning of your running sessions.” “No.” I laughed. “You’re lying. What if you oversleep?” “I do not oversleep.” “What if you fall sick?” “I do not fall sick.”I scoffed. “What are you? Iron man?”He laughed. “I guess so.”Oh God.He laughed?I wanted to hear it again. “Why are you staring at me like that?” He suddenly asked.I had been staring at him like I was enchanted.I had really been enchanted for a moment.By his laughter.Oh God, I can’t think properly right now. I have to be away from him so I can think properly agai

*MANUEL* I could hear her voice in my head, screaming my name and the way she yelled my name this morning made me want to shut her up with my dick.And I also wanted her to scream my name, somewhere else. *We’re so far from your house. I have no idea how many miles we’ve ran. Feels like 100.*100 miles?Does she even know how long 100 miles is by foot?She was crazy. Well, I did purposely run longer than usual this morning to exhaust the heck out of her.I was pretty sure she’d not come running with me tomorrow. *You’re the biggest jerk I know and I hope you choke on that coffee!*That sharp mouth of hers made me momentarily angry but then I had been amused.People do not talk to me like that.And that woman seems to like talking back at me a lot.She doesn’t listen. “You’re smiling, sir.” Cole, my PA who was driving me to work suddenly let out sounding shocked.I froze.I wasn’t smiling.He had to have his eyes checked.Why would I smile w

*ALANA* It was Day 2 of trying to get Manuel to be a bit friendly to me so he would grant me a favor. I was all set again to go on a run with Mr arrogant. He was going to cuss the hell out of me as usual but I couldn’t give up. I was on a blue sport bra, and a pair of yoga pants, I jogged out of the house and found him setting off already. I quickly caught up with him. “Good morning, Manuel.” He stopped running and sighed. “Why are you dressed like this? Are you trying to seduce me? Didn’t I warn you not to try anything with me?”I frowned.What was seductive about what I was wearing? “This is literally a comfortable fit for exercising, do you want me to wear a garment or something?” “Go wear a shirt. Do you have any idea how distracting your top is?!” “So it’s distracting for you?”I looked down, my boobs were properly covered, just that the tank top held them tightly together and so the top part of my cleavage was exposed.But I d

*ALANA* Screw them!I didn’t need to prove anything to anyone.They can continue thinking I was having a horrible life, I didn’t care. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to put them in their places. I imagined showing up with my husband all over me, treating me like a queen, that would definitely make this lose their minds for days, for weeks even.Especially that Linda. She would be in deep regrets, torturing herself for refusing to marry him. While Patricia and her husband would wish they had treated me well. They would try to curry favor from me but I’d refuse because I wasn’t nice anymore.Good Lord.That felt so pleasing to imagine. The problem was, I couldn’t put them in their places.My husband hated me and he didn’t see me as a queen at all. But we could pretend.That instantly lit a switch in me. What if I asked him to come with me to the Collins house and pretend to be my loving husband?I laughed at how stupid that sounded.How was I

*MANUEL* For a moment, it felt as if I was lost. And when I realized I was about to get disarmed by just a fucking kiss, I quickly pulled away from her. She panted, staring up at me with those beautiful ocean eyes. I panicked. Panicked and scurried away, because it felt like I was about to have a heart attack. A heart attack from simply kissing her?******* I paced to and fro in my study trying to get it together.I was having a strange feeling, it was an intriguing, unsettling, stirring combination.It had started from the moment I heard her burst into tears.I had wanted to ignore her.I tried to ignore her but her wails kept ringing in my head, tormenting me.How was I going to be in total control of her if I had caved in to what she wanted just because she cried? I had kissed her because I couldn’t stand seeing those tears.What was this?Was “tears” her way of manipulating men?How could I fall for that? I should know better than not to fa

*ALANA* Before those words could fully register in my head, he brought out a black card and stretched it to me. “You’re not permitted to work anymore. But you could busy yourself by going shopping, buy bags, jewelries, whatever makes women happy and come back home. Lastly, as the owner of your life now, you are to be fully committed to this marriage. Don’t let me catch any riffraffs bringing you home.”He saw Scott?But that wasn’t the issue right now.He wanted me to quit working?! “I don’t want to quit my job.” “You don’t really have a say.” “Please, I really love working at the TV station. It’s my dream.” “What part of you have no say in this do you not understand? Also, this would make you and Julia clash less often. I don’t want to hear about how you two had any confrontation.” “So you want me to quit my job because of Julia?” “Partly. But more because I see no reason for you to work. That card is unlimit