LOGINAs the adopted child of the Stewart family, I was the glass child, the last child, the black sheep, the ignored. I wasn’t wanted, I was chosen. Chosen to become the one to uphold their ‘social standings’. They had no care for me, they picked me, they saw the quiet, bullied girl in the orphanage who was constantly picked on but couldn’t fight back. And they decided that I was the perfect choice, to be the poster child that cleaned their poorly received social standings. Now, I’ve been promised to the devil CEO in place of my runaway older sister who decided to run merely days before her engagement ceremony. Adrian was no sweetheart, he was cold and standoffish. Not a man of many words but a man with a commanding presence. I thought I would forever be miserable in the marriage but luck shined on me because my new husband wasn’t what the media and the rumor made him to be. He may very well be my fortune. But my happiness has never been guaranteed, just when I thought I could finally be happy, secrets, snakes and unfolded memories threaten to ruin it.
View MoreBrianna’s POV “Ugh,” Adrian groaned, rolling his eyes in irritation at the sound of her voice. I stifled a smile. Some things would never truly change. That was Andy’s voice, and while I anticipated Adrian’s mouth on me again, I was hungry and I had really missed Andy so much. I remembered her face in the hospital, crying and almost wailing at the sight of me. I hoped she wasn’t too disappointed in me. I didn’t recognize her and probably treated her like a mad woman. “I think we have to go eat.” He grumbled, almost pouting. “I really don’t want to. I’m prepared to stay here and fuck you all day every day into the next week.” “Ahh, Adrian…” I gasped, my cheeks turning crimson. “What? It’s true.” He said with a voice so even and that familiar hunger on his face. I didn’t doubt it for one second, and I also strangely didn’t mind it. “Now she’s here you won’t have my time.” “I’ll always have your time, my love.” I rubbed at the crease in his brows. His eyes glowed at the words
Adrian’s POVLosing Brianna once was enough. Watching her leave me was worse. Watching her forget me was pure torture.I’d be damned if I let it happen again. So I decided to be truthful.To bare it all to her, keeping her memories safe of course. I wasn’t going to jeopardize her mental state.“I’ll tell you everything.”I watched her eyes flicker for a moment, searching mine.Somehow the expression on her face changed, and it was almost like she knew what I was going to say because she just shook her head.“No,” she said simply.I raised a brow, confused now at the simple word. “No? What do you mean by—”She shook her head, taking my hand instead. “I don’t want to know.”My brow shot up. I was still confused about her reaction. I thought she’d always asked to know what was going on and all I knew.I was finally trying to tell her what I could and she was… refusing?“You don’t?” I asked, my voice tentative and unsure. I started to wonder if it was some sort of test.She nodded with a
Brianna’s POVThe rest of the morning was filled with pure sex and carnal sins.Contrary to his words to take it slow, Adrian fucked me everywhere and in almost all positions.It was a mistake to think I had the upper hand. I clearly didn’t.Maybe it was punishment for not listening to him or just the way I had to get used to, but he didn’t let me come to orgasm.Whenever I was close, he’d switch positions, taking me deeper, raw in new found positions that made me see literal stars. No jokes. Not figuratively at all.I was totally obsessed with him, obsessed with his dick in me. I had a new found interest and it was Adrian’s cock deep in me. It was an absolute pleasure.Hours and multiple positions later, Adrian finally came deep in me and I did also. I suspected it had little to do with his stamina depleting, but more to do with the fact that I had run low on energy.We cleaned up yet again, this time separately as he requested.“I’m not sure I can hold back with your tits in my face
Adrian’s POVI was worse than a bastard. Shit. It was her first time and I might have ruined it for her.I watched Brianna scramble to sit up in the bed, her brows drawn as she tried to understand why I just asked that. There was a faint smear of blood on the sheets between her thighs.She gazed up at me with a worried expression on her face. “It’s… It was my first time,” she mumbled softly.I withdrew from getting to the towel, easing back onto the bed and pulling her close. I didn't want her to misunderstand what it was."Is it bad?" she asked, her eyes holding such tenderness, the kind I hadn't managed to give her. "Why do you look like you're unhappy?" she asked softly.I shook my head."No no no, mi amor. No, I'm not unhappy, I promise. I just…""Why? Was it not good? I don't know… I could learn how to…""It's just. I didn't expect… no, that sounds bad.” I scratched the back of my neck, trying to find better words.“I just never considered that you were a virgin. I'm fucking hap
I stare dumbfounded around me. Unable to process what was happening. There were about 10 people out to welcome me, their faces etched with a permanent genuine smile.It was almost like I’d been expected.My heart lurched in my chest. I wasn’t used to this kind of greeting. I didn’t even know what to
The following day, a car arrived at the Stewart mansion. A white Escalade as I peeped from the attic windows of my room.I didn’t get a wink of sleep the whole night. My eyelids burned at the lack of moisture but I didn’t even care.“They’re here for me.” I whisper to myself. Okay, this was really
Dawn hadn’t fully broken yet, but I was already awake. I couldn’t sleep a wink through out the night. My eye-bags would require editing in the photos.Today was the day. The very day I get married to a near stranger, binding my life to someone I’d known for less than twenty four hours.A slightly a
I froze the moment he stepped closer. Mi amor? Mi amor?Was I in the wrong house? Why is he looking at me like a dog looks at a chew toy? Is this Adrian or his alter ego.My face must depict the look of utter confusion and shock. I could be a mood chart.My body refused to move, as if the air arou






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