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[Thad’s POV]When the sun comes the next morning, I don’t waste any time heading out. After tossing and turning for the entire night, I was more than ready to busy myself as a distraction from the war that is raging within me. By the time I arrive at the airport, I’m in a mood until I spot Brielle standing with Mr. Rogers.Her hair is up in a messy bun on top of her head, and she wears an oversized hoodie over a pair of leggings that hide her tiny frame. She looks so normal standing there that I once again wonder why my father is so hell bent on having her killed. Was there something special about her, or was he threatened by her? I didn’t know, but I intended to find out.Plastering a smile on my face, I move forward, throwing an arm around her shoulders while Mr. Rogers watches us with an unreadable expression.“Morning,” I chirp, keeping my voice light. “Has anyone told you that even when you’re not made out, you’re beautiful? I continue, turning my entire attention to Brielle.“I
Claiming Brielle Doomed Lovers
[Brielle’s POV]I stare into Thad’s stormy eyes while trying to determine what it is that he is thinking. Since arriving at the airport, it has been clear that something is off. He simply wasn’t his normal easy-going self, and despite knowing it really wasn’t any of my business, I couldn’t help but want to know what was tormenting him.“You’re way too trusting,” he finally sighs as Mr. Rogers appears, his phone clasped to his ear. “Don’t you know that can get you killed?”Flinching, I try not to remember the time I was almost killed. Back then, it had nothing to do with my trusting anything; it had to do with my determination to try to find those I loved.Opening my mouth, I prepare to argue, but stop as Mr. Rogers clears his throat, drawing mine and Thad’s attention to himself.“Come along.”It’s all he says before he turns, motioning for us to follow, and like the good workers that we are, we do just that, following the man out of the building and into a van that is waiting for us.
Claiming Brielle An Angel On Earth
[Thad’s POV]“Now you’ll be coming from here.”Grayson’s voice drones on and on, giving a play-by-play of how mine and Brielle’s music video should be. Though I’m exhausted, I do my best to listen until finally we can begin. I remain on the edge of the set while a production assistant leads Brielle to the large swing that sits in the middle of the sand with a large mirror beneath it.As she moves, her dress flows around her, looking almost like the clouds themselves. I had to admit that when I first saw her, I truly thought that she was an angel, and that left a sour taste in my mouth. It dredged up my father’s request despite my best attempts at trying not to think about it.Why? Why her? What the hell did she do so wrong to deserve a fate like that? Did it have something to do with that bastard she was with?All these thoughts swirl in my mind while she is carefully helped onto the swing. After she is in place, the assistant heads toward me.“Now,” she begins, her cheeks flushing a
Claiming Brielle An Explosive Temper
“Nice work,” I announce, keeping my look of nonchalance in place. “Did you get the shot you were hoping for, Grayson?”When I reach the man in question, I peer around him to watch my songbird and that blue-haired bastard kiss once again. It made my blood boil, and I wanted to smash the fucking camera, but I had to keep it together.“Well,” Grayson murmurs, looking toward where my songbird and the bastard stand, locked in a heated conversation. “It wasn’t what I was after, but I think this will work.”As he speaks, he lets his gaze travel in the same direction as mine and then comes to rest on my songbird. I don’t miss the look of hunger that suddenly flashes in his eyes while they slowly travel up and down her body.“Don’t even think about it,” I warn, drawing his attention toward myself. “You know how easily I can ruin your career.”Why the hell were all these pests hanging around my songbird? Did I really make the right decision by letting her go out into the world? With each passin
Claiming Brielle His Declaration
[Thad’s POV]“Great first day! Cheers!”Grayson’s voice booms around us as everyone clinks their drinks together. It’s a fucking mess of voices and music invading each and every one of my senses, and the fact that I’ve barely gotten any sleep just makes things that much worse.Lifting my beer, I take a sip while I let my gaze travel around the table until it comes to rest on Brielle, who is sitting between Mr. Rogers and Grayson. Just from the look on her face, it is clear that she is uncomfortable with her position, but she politely smiles as each man speaks at her.Once again, I’m reminded of how innocent she is, and I can’t help but wonder why my father wants her dead.Dammit, I needed to stop obsessing over this whole situation, especially since I already decided that I was going to take care of her instead of going through with my father’s request. Speaking of that, I still needed to sneak away and give Darlene a call to let her know that our dad was back.With this thought in mi
Claiming Brielle Slipped Her Something
[Thad’s POV]When I hang up my phone, I head back inside to find that Brielle looks more relaxed and even a little tipsy. She smiles politely as Grayson continues to feed her drinks.Frowning, I take a seat and reach out, taking the most recent drink given and downing it in one gulp.“If you wanted a drink, you could have said so,” Grayson points out in amusement. “There is plenty to go around.”“Sorry,” I chuckle, holding out my glass. “I was thirsty.”As he pours me another drink, I feel Mr. Rogers eyes on me, and to my surprise, I see appreciation in them.I didn’t do this for you. I grumble inwardly, downing another drink. Don’t look at me like that, especially when you could have done this yourself if you were worried.Downing my second drink, I lean forward, keeping my gaze fixed on Brielle while she sips at a glass of water. Good. At least she wasn’t going to continue downing the booze.“Since you’re back, there was something I wanted to discuss with the two of you,” Grayson be
Claiming Brielle A Strange Message
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Claiming Brielle Her Benefactor
4 Years Later[Brielle's POV]L: Good morning, little songbird. I hope you slept well. Do know that I'll be routing for you to land that audition today, though I know you'll do splendidly.My driver will be waiting out front to take you to and from your audition today. Don't you dare attempt to go on your own.L.I stare at the message, taking in its words again and again as a comforting warmth seeps through me.This was basically the norm since L came into my life, but up until this day, four years later, I had yet to actually meet him face-to-face, but despite that, he became the person I cared for the most in the world.After my parents deaths, L contacted me regularly and even rented me a small apartment to live in while I got my life back together, finished school, and even went to college.He was like a guardian angel, watching over me at all times and protecting me as I learned to navigate life without my parents and with the constant fear that the one responsible for their dea
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