LOGINBrinda's P.O.V
As I kept walking on the lonely road, I hugged my arms tighter as the chilly wind pierced through me, every step dragging memories I couldn't outrun — some places I cried, others I screamed.”
I reached out for my phone in my black purse while booking a cab, but my head kept screaming, “I need to get the fuck out of here,” I said, while banging my hand on my head.
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I kept glaring at the wooden building, rethinking every decision that led me here while bass vibrated through the floorboards and rattled my ribs — I closed my eyes for a second, letting it stitch something broken inside me back together.
My heels clicked against the bar floor like I was ready to run, but the weight in my chest dragged me back — there was nowhere else to go.
“Hey barman, get me the strongest drink you have — and be quick about it,” I said as tears streamed down my face.
I muttered nonsense while disgusted eyes stared at me like I was crazy.
The burn clawed down my throat like fire licking dry wood until I drowned the noise — maybe I’d disappear too.
My lips savored every drop of the alcohol while my hands shook the bottle for one last drop—but it was empty.
I groaned, half-wishing death would finally meet me in this broken state while my hands trembled from the lingering high.
“I need to get my life more fucked, and maybe death could finally say hello,” my head kept whining.
My wobbly legs rose, trying to assist my weak body towards the exit until our eyes met at a halt, which my breath caught as his eyes locked with mine — molten steel beneath lashes too perfect for a stranger.
“Gosh, who is that hunky man”, I said flirtatiously, burning into each other's souls.
My body moved before I could stop it. I felt crazy—but I loved every second of it.
“Hey, stranger… Wanna take this somewhere private?” I said, licking my lower lip.
“What if he's another disaster waiting to destroy me? Still, I couldn't resist his aura — it was strange.” Still, I kept glaring at him, unsure why I couldn't look away.
“Miss, you must really be in the mood”, he said with so much boldness with a smirk.
His crystal eyes kept staring at my lips, and I knew the lion was ready to devour with no mercy.
His tender hands found my cheeks, which got me instantly wet for more. “This is what I need right now, and please, someone tell him to shut the fuck up”, I kept on whining while observing his built, heated body.
His soft hands found their way to my boobs, squeezing them with all seriousness, allowing my lips to moan softly.
“I can see that you are ready to handle me”, He said firmly while his left hand kept caressing my boobs.
“Yes, Daddy, please take me away with you — turn me into your slave,” I moaned, the words spilling uncontrollably.
“Where the hell did I get this courage from, and who the hell is in control?”
“Oh, by the way, my name's Jason…” I would love to devour you for the night with your permission, Miss,” he spoke while brushing his thumb across my hardening nipples, with his hungry eyes fixed on me.
“Who the hell would say no to this and the best part Is, I get more of this. Hell yes!” my mind kept spiraling.
“Yes, Daddy Jason… take me away,” I stammered… pressing my lips together to keep me from screaming.
“Let's head to my room before the night ends”, I said, gripping his hand as we dashed out of the shallow bar.
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As we walked into the magnificent room, he gazed at me with his hands swiftly laying me down on the soft, bouncing bed.
“You have such amazing skin — I want my fingers to leave marks on you.” He said playfully while leading his hand down my clit.
I was about to speak, but a jolt of pleasure stole the words from my lips, “Ooh, you are soooo good”, as his fingers moved in and out, quickening the pace.
“You are definitely going to be the end of me”, I said while he slapped my ass, sending a ripple of heat up my spine.
He kept devouring me with his gaze while my body trembled for a heavy impact.
“Fuck!, I'm going to cum. Please please me harder, I need you”, I said, biting my lips while body kept shifting from side to side from his dominance.
I held his face, bringing his lips close to mine, which we joined passionately for more intensity.
I couldn't stop glaring at his perfectly shaped body while his sweat intensified the atmosphere, “Damn, that was so good”, I said with tongue tasting my dripping cum from my fingertips.
He forcefully flipped me over, my body arching in anticipation, waiting for the impact of his thick shaft pressed into me, erasing every thought but him.
“Mmm”, I spoke with his hands tapping my clit.
“Don't worry, I would take good care of you,” and before I could say Easy tiger my body burned up.
Our bodies moved as one, his every thrust a wicked melody echoing in my soul.
“This never leaves the room,” he murmured, tracing my spine with a wicked promise. My lips whispered yes, Daddy — but my heart already knew… this secret would write its own forbidden chapter.
Brinda's P.O.V My mind was louder than the silence in me which kept on filling thoughts about Jason. What Sofie said and the safety of my baby. “I'm so glad I decided to stroll this moment.” while stretching my arms. That was when I saw it. A small sign nailed to a pole just few steps from where I was. Prenatal Yoga— Gentle movement. Calm mind. Healthy baby. I stared at it longer than neccesary. “Maybe it would not be such a bad idea to try it out besides it would be nice seeing new faces.”I said to myself. I quickly loosened the bun tied on my hair to feel more relaxed while heading to the address. The yoga studio was warm and quiet when I arrived. Soft music floated through the air, calming without being intrusive. The scent of lavender wrapped around me the moment I stepped inside, and for the first time in days, my shoulders relaxed slightly.I glared around to notice that I wasn't the only pregnant woman here which brought so much warmth to my soul. Women of different
Brinda's P.O.V My phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up with shaking hands. Sofie was calling. “Bri?” her soft voice filled my ear. “Hey…” I mumbled, sliding onto my bed. The house felt too quiet. “You sound tired," she said. “Rough night?”I shrugged.” Kind of. Just… thinking.”“ About leaving?” she asked quietly. “ I don't know, Sof”, I admitted.” I keep going back and forth. One minute I think I can't stay here, the next I feel I should give him another chance.”Sofie’s voice was calm. “Bri… listen. I won't tell you what to do. But… about Jason…” She hesitated. “Are you sure he's being honest?”“What do you mean?” I frowned. “I mean… Mrs. Abigail said he's worried. But Bri… sometimes people show worry, and it's not for you. It's for themselves.”I frowned deeper. “Are you saying…”“I'm saying, I don't know,” Sofie said softly. “But you know him. Think about the way he talks, how he acts when he thinks no one's watching. Something feels off.”I let out a bitter laugh. “
Brinda's P.O.V I didn't sleep that night. No matter how many times I turned on Sofie’s couch, the thoughts kept following me like shadows that refuse to stay behind. The room was so quiet that the fan hummed softly above me, counting down the hours until morning. “Travel.” I muttered. The word kept circling my mind like a promise and a threat at the same time. If l left, I wouldn't see Jason's face again. I wouldn't have to hear his voice, or pretend his words didn't cut me deeper than I ever admitted. Leaving meant distance. Safety. Silence. But leaving everything also meant leaving what built me and made me stronger. “Why did loving someone have to feel like this.” I thought. At some point, I must have drifted off because the next thing I knew, soft movement stirred me awake. Sofie glanced at me with a smile from the kitchen counter already dressed and her hair neatly bun. “You're awake.” she said. “I don't think I had any form of sleep, Sofie,” I mummered, sitting up.
Jason P.O.V I woke up that morning with a strange tightness in my chest, the kind that actually made it difficult to breathe. Even before my eyes could fully open,my phone kept aggressively vibrating on the beside table. Once. Twice. Then nonstop. I quickly reached for my phone wondering what the commotion was all about when the message popped on my screen. Emergency board meeting. Your presence is required, sir. I quickly checked the time— barely past dawn. “Something was definitely wrong.” I whispered. I sat up rubbing my eyes slowly as heavy sigh escaped my lips. “I'm sure that I'm the reason for this urgent meeting which means whatever this meeting is about means more drama to handle.” I thought. I dressed up while my thoughts drifted to Brinda before I could stop them.I glanced towards her door, half-expecting to hear her footsteps, half-hoping she would walk towards me so we could finally talk— really talk to her. No accusation. No anger. Just honesty. But the room re
Jason P.O.VThe house smelled… warm. That was the first thing that hit me the moment I stepped in— garlic, onions, something simmering slowly, the kind of smell that wrapped itself around you without giving you permission. My chest tightened before my brains could catch up. “Brinda.” I whispered. My heart lifted like it has been waiting for this moment all my life. I shut the door behind me while moving slowly like she was going to disappear if I made so much noise. “Brinda's back to me,” I thought. She has to be. I loosened my tie, my mind already racing ahead on how I would apologize. “What I would say to her firstly or should I hold her or give her space.” I mummred. I had rehearsed every word layers with regrets and fear that I wasn't proud of what I would say. I had always looked at Brinda like she was disposable but everything would suddenly chnage. I followed the scent into the kitchen while my steps slower as I got closer.“Brinda—”The name suddenly left my lips.
Brinda's P.O.V “I don't want to go home, Sof,” I said softly as we stood outside the coffee shop. I hadn't planned to say them out loud, but once they left my mouth, I knew that they were true. Home didn't feel like home anymore. It felt like a place filled with memories I couldn't breathe around. Sofie stopped walking. She turned slowly while her eyes kept of searching me like there was something there. “Then don't,” she said gently. “Come with me.”I quickly hugged her “Thank you Sof, for being my safe place.”Her apartment welcomed us with warmth. The lights were soft, the space soft but comforting, like it has been designed to help broken people like me. I slipped off my shoes and stood awkwardly beside the door while Sofie moved around like the world was at her feet. “Bri, come and sit down before you pass out.” she said lightly while pointing towards the kitchen counter. I quickly sat while watching her put the ingredients from the fridge. The sound of chopping, sizzlin







