Regrettably, I couldn't reciprocate the passion. Gradually, she moved downwards, freeing my manhood from the snug briefs I wore, and started pleasuring the tip with her mouth. Despite her efforts to put me in the mood, none of her actions were able to stimulate an erection in me.After several minutes of pleasuring my manhood, Rachel let out a sigh and turned away, walking towards the bed. I reached out and gripped her hand, attempting to stop her, but she angrily swung her hand out of my grip. Angrily, she climbed onto the bed and faced the window. I quickly put on my snug briefs, joined her on the bed, and knelt between her legs. Rachel spread her legs wide apart, waiting for my action but I couldn't do anything. "Rachel, I'm sorry," I murmured softly, and she sniffled and looked away. "Please just give me a little more time.""Bran, you've been saying that for the past two years! I am the most beautiful girl in the universe! Men are desperate to catch a glimpse of even my thigh!
Emma Coleman "Nana?" I called out when I recognized the figure standing at the entryway. "Brandon brought this to my room tonight. He wants me to give it to you after he leaves, but I think you need to see it and thank him or discuss it with him before he leaves," Marbella, my grandmother, said with a teary tone as she walked slowly towards my bed. She dropped the mysterious box on my bed, wiped her tears with the back of her palm, turned, and left the room. Her reaction made me hesitate to open the box. I had cried enough already, and I did not want anything that would make me shed more tears. As I continued staring at the box Marbella placed on my bed wondering what was inside that made Marbella shed tears, I heard a loud kick on my door, and it swung open violently, hitting the wall with a loud noise. My heart skipped a beat. "You shameless bîtch!" a woman's voice pierced the silence. Rachel stood in the middle of the room, her arms folded across her chest, her legs trem
A flash of lightning illuminated the room, followed by a distant rumble of thunder. The wind picked up, carrying with it some nostalgic feelings. I moved away from the window as the rain began to fall. I climbed the bed and buried my body under the duvet. My gaze remained fixed on the window sill, observing the raindrops relentlessly pelting against it.As the rain continued to pour, it seemed to soften the earth and stir up the remaining long-buried feelings I had for Brandon that I had managed to push aside. Tears welled up in my eyes as I recalled Rachel's threat and how defeated her words made me feel. Suddenly, my phone chimed, indicating a new message from my Watsapp. The voice note began to play and Brandon's voice filled the room. Brandon blocked my number when he left Malmö two years ago. I couldn't believe he just unblocked my number. "Jewel, are you still awake? I need to ask, did Rachel hit you? Please reply if you're awake," Brandon said. There was a faint tremor in h
Silence enveloped the car. The soft purr of the engine and my heart that continued pounding in my chest were the only sound within my car. Brandon squeezed my palm again before talking."Jewel, come let's eat together like old times," Brandon murmured."No," I shook my head. My eyes filled with unshed tears as I stared out through the window, controlling the urge to throw myself on Brandon's broad chest, bask in the warmth of his embrace and beg him to take me with him as I couldn't stand the cold reality of his departure this time. The eerie silence in the car and the powerful androsterone emanating from Brandon made me desire him more than ever."Bran… please, go. Rachel is waiting for you," I murmured. But no words came from Brandon. He continued to gently squeeze my palm. I turned my head to look at him and was taken aback by the expression in his eyes. Beyond Brandon's stoic facade was unspoken pain, alive and glowing in his eyes as he stared at me. Our eyes locked and I studie
As the car exited the courtyard and entered the bustling road, tears continued to flow down my cheeks. Nevertheless, I bravely gazed out of the window.The car pulled up in front of a skyscraper, the e-learning headquarters I had acquired with the money Brandon had transferred into my account two years ago before he left. That money was his life savings; he had saved it when he was just a school teacher. I decided to utilize the money wisely and make Brandon proud.I stepped out of the car with a cold demeanor and headed towards the elevator. I noticed about fifteen military men standing in front of the skyscraper, but I didn't pay much attention to them. Just as the elevator doors opened, my phone beeped. I quickly checked and found an email from my bank."Dear valued customer,Your Astral Bank International account has been temporarily frozen at the request of Samuel Coleman. Rest assured, your funds are secure. We apologize for any inconvenience and appreciate your understanding.
Growing up as a child in Malmö during those days, Brandon truly made my childhood memorable. Little did I know that there would come a point in my life where nothing would bring me joy anymore. The most painful part was that I couldn't see any hope of finding happiness or being with Brandon. Even if I managed to overcome the two main obstacles - my father and Rachel, I wondered how I could conquer Kaiden, the most dangerous and ruthless man in all of Sweden, to whom I was pledged at the tender age of twelve. Throughout the day, Willow, my loyal Irish wolfhound, and I sat in the garden. My heart was heavy with sadness, and I didn't know how to reach Brandon and find out what had happened. Willow kept trying to cheer me up, but all her efforts proved futile. I took a paper out of my bag and began drafting a note. "Something happened at Zenith Incorporation Towers today. Please find out what it is. Also, check if Brandon has arrived safely home and send me a message through Willow,
A few minutes later, the door to my room swung open, and Vera walked in, scanning the room with a puzzled expression."What is it, Vera?" "Did Kaiden install CCTV in your room too?" Vera inquired.I ignored her question, took the garbage bag from her, and began to pack my clothes inside. Vera sat on the edge of the bed, her expression filled with surprise."Are you actually going to throw away those clothes?" Vera questioned."No, we're leaving for Stockholm tonight!" I exclaimed."Jumping Jehoshaphat!" Vera exclaimed, quickly getting up from the bed. "You and who?" she asked, her eyes wide with disbelief."You and me," I replied casually."Emma, no! Kaiden would set us abla…" Vera's voice trailed off when I stared at her. "We are leaving and that's final!" Vera stood immobilized in the middle of the room, staring at me. If fear could take on a physical form, it would embody Vera. "Vera, I need to make a phone call and I need your phone.""Kaiden confiscated our phones. But I fig
Denzel stood a few feet away from me, wearing an innocent smile. He was madly in love with me, although I had never reciprocated those feelings. I had also kept my own secret crush on his boss hidden, leaving Denzel hopeful that one day I would succumb to his advances. Little did he know, that day would never come. As far as I was concerned, Denzel would always be a fool at forty."Hey there, baby boss," Denzel greeted me, eyeing the short gown I was wearing. His gaze slowly traveled upwards, finding its lingering place on my slightly exposed breasts."Hi, Denzel," I forced a smile, trying my best to hide my unhappiness. Denzel quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to his chest."Emma, I must say, you're so irresistibly ripped now. I can't wait for the day when I will harvest you and have you all to myself," Denzel whispered seductively into my ear. I bit my lip, patted his shoulder, and gently pushed him away."Thanks for the compliment, Denzel," I replied coyly, giving him a