28Friday, Morning. Jenna“Relax. Relax Jenna, It’s just breakfast.” This was what I had been repeating in my mind. I’d never imagined that Brandon would try to control and force himself upon me. I thought he was a nice man; a reliable gentleman unlike my husband but he turned out to be exactly like him, one who loved to isolate a woman and impose himself on her so she would be his submissive and serve him with her blood and sweat.But I didn’t approve of living that miserable life, I chose to step out and voice my justice and I would never ever let any other man repeat history. It was over for me. I was walking out to the garden of the mansion as Brandon wanted to have breakfast under the sun but I wasn’t sure if I could have breakfast with him, not only because I had a problem with heatstroke but also that I didn’t want to face Brandon after days of ignoring him. I had been avoiding him as much as possible whilst he made ignorance possibly hard for me. I never regretted my decisi
29One Week Later I had to do this. Brandon tricked me into saying yes and ever since that happened, he changed completely as I agreed to him treating me better, I didn’t expect him to take care of me like that. I mean he degraded me when I was only his employee, now that finally ended up manipulating me into saying yes as his girlfriend -or I believed as his sideline enjoyment-, he changed himself for me. It was the reverse circle going on here, Liam first treated me like a diva before marriage and after he changed into a bastard, whilst here, Brandon seemed to be doing the opposite of it. He was proving to be a good partner after that day, I doubted for a while if I should really call him that- but yes, it was true, he was protective of me, he spent time with Kevin and me, he took us to private dinners twice in such a short period. He respected my opinion of not escalating our relationship news.I never thought he would become this… really amazing boyfriend nor I imagine I woul
30“Get ready for the show,” “Get ready for the show,” I knew what that meant. That’s all my mind had been repeating from the moment Brandon whispered in my ears in front of Kevin in the car. We reached the mansion, Kevin insisted me walk with him as he wanted to show me one of his latest favourite books. I stole a glance at Brandon before leaving with Kevin, his eyes glooming the darkest colour as they told me he was determined to get what he indirectly demanded from me tonight. We passed an hour on his books and new toys while my mind kept revolving around Brandon, I doubted if I mistook the meaning of what he said, maybe he meant something else? But another thought passed, advocating, he said absolutely what I understood as we were going to share an intimate session for the first time but couldn’t. It was almost Kevin’s bedtime and I finally tugged him to bed, read his favourite story of three astronauts till he dozed off to sleep. I picked up Kevin’s mess to give myself some
31Warning: Didn’t plan on writing a sex scene but here it is. Read it At Your Own Risk.I never thought of becoming a girlfriend of a famous celebrity right after I dumped a toxic relationship, this all seemed like a fairytale; like I was rewarded for my work hard, for bearing an abusive man for years and all those people who never asked if I was alive or dead, I was referring my mother, she was happy with her husband number two but she never called to ask about how was I doing, this sore thought pained me for a second until I turned my attention towards Brandon.He was sleeping beside me, his eyes were shut while he kept breathing smoothly, I flipped my side and laid on my stomach only to gaze his flawless face, he was a masterpiece of God’s creation, his every feature was a turn on, this perfect sharp jaw complimenting his face structure. My hand traced down to his neck, following below to his hard muscles chest, I bit my lip as a current of lust hit my uterus and butterflies dance
32 The mansion. BG.Oh God, it was all so clear, it was in front of my face. Brandon Grande was the full term for that, why didn’t I think of it before, I totally forgot to pay attention to the red flag when it was all over my face, how foolish of me, how stupid, Jenna. A pool of flashbacks started heeding my way, making me realise I was stupid to ignore the initial facts, it rewound in my mind, the premiere, afterparty, the wasted man’s attack, a masked man saving me, I, handing myself to the darkness and then, the morning and the worst day of life. It was played like a movie in a thunderbolt. He was there all while, he knew me from that night, his eyes were stoned at me yet again I assumed no one saw me that night because I wasn’t worth a shot, I thought that Liam’s every degrading comment about me was the truth, I was really not capable of living a happy life. He destroyed me with his awful words and I believed in him but what my vulnerable side got me into, Rape by an unknown
33His hand slipped around my waist, holding me tightly to his chest while sniffing my hair, “Dove, your skin is calling out to me, I can’t control my hunger,” He said as he brushed the back of his hand on my arms. I closed my arms as a pool of pleasure started filling up in my uterus, spitting out the juice from my private part, I was already submitting my body to him by his sensual touches. His hand traced to my belly, circling my sensitive gen and giving me the most desirable pleasure I could think of. “Oh Fuck, your body is reacting on my touch, you feel so hot for me,” He teased my ear with his hot tongue from the back, “If you know then don’t hold yourself back, I’m already dying for you,” I whispered the uncontrollable sensations that were about to explode me in the name of desire and need. I threw my head back on his shoulder as I earned his possessive arms wrapping firmly around my petite body as compared to his big build, He further pressed me against his strong body, ignit
34BrandonFuck, I couldn’t control myself with her and she didn’t even let me finish what I started. I was so lost in her heaven that I couldn’t understand what I was doing with her. She cried, whimpered, asked for leniency but I showed none because I wasn’t attentive to her. The only thing I loved to do while fucking is to enjoy it to the maximum. This lady under me, weeping because I was harsh on her this time, I wouldn’t lie I loved it, her cries were motivating me to do more but that fucking Code Red got in between us, it always reminded me of my step-mother’s fucking face. I blinked thrice before caressing her cheek and wiping off the tears she was continuously weeping out, “Hey, it’s over, don’t think about it anymore,” I cooed her, she kept on crying like a baby who lost her sugar mommy, it was turning me off like hella shit. I was so fucking impatient to claim her that I couldn’t remember the fact she was not used to of it. “Can you stop crying, babygirl, if you want to fi
35I was shivering badly. The picture I held in my hand was of a girl lying naked and unconscious on a bed. Her body was bruised with the same purple and red marks that I had after the night of the movie premiere. I couldn’t stabilise my nerves, I held out all the stack of pictures that laid remaining in the drawer. And with each passing picture of different girls fully naked and bruised got my breath heavier. Tears were forming up in my eye sockets. A sudden hit of the emotion of running to save my life from the abuser hyperventilated me or he’d kill me for finding out all of this. My hands were unstoppable, I kept swiping the pictures to make my brain accept the fact that the man who I called my boyfriend had such stuff in his private wardrobe. He was a famous celebrity who was being adored by millions but the ugly truth about him made me instantly abhor him. Tears blurred my vision as they were flowing without my permission. Just then I saw what I prayed never to see again, I wa