With a loud groan, Natalie smashed a glass cup against the wall. She ran her fingers through her hair. It's been hours now, and Candy hasn't been found.
She turned to face Kelvin, who stood with his hands behind him. "You're telling me that many of your men out there can't find a helpless woman wearing a fucking wedding gown?! Are you slowly losing that smart brain of yours?!" Natalie fired at him. Brandon was also in the room, busy pacing around. "So what am I supposed to do, huh? I was already excited to get married to such a damsel. Everything is ruined! I already have plans for the money you're about to give me, and I must have them," Brandon yelled. "Shut him up, please," Natalie ordered Kelvin shutting her eyes in annoyance. Kelvin immediately brought out a gun and shot a bullet into the Brandon's forehead. He fell dead with blood oozing out of his head. Natalie flinched at his act. "I said shut him up and not to kill him... urgh... never mind. He's a street good for nothing actor anyway. Just clear his body," Natalie huffed. She stood and went to stand by the large window while Kelvin helped clean the man. "As long as you are still in this world, Candy, I will find you," she muttered, her lips curving up gently. __ After eating and changing her clothes into a comfortable outfit, Candy was led into a room. It was a large, luxurious room with a king-sized bed in the middle. She ran her hand along the silk sheet. This room spoke of wealth and comfort. She sat slowly on the bed with a beautiful smile. Her husband is surely rich. Her eyes caught a framed photo on a table. It was a picture of a woman sitting beside a little boy, both smiling. "That must be him," she mumbled and then yawned. She felt so tired from the rough day, but wished to wait for him. He didn't return with her and had left with his assistant. "I'm glad I wasn't caught," she muttered after recalling Natalie's words. Her eyes burned with determination, she would make her pay. Soon, Candy's eyes felt heavy, she lay on the bed with the aim of getting up soon, but the comfort drew her close, and she fell asleep. __ By the time she woke up, it was late already. Her eyes fluttered open and met with a pair of two metallic dark eyes staring at her. It took her a while before realizing what was happening. She immediately sprang up to her feet, scolding herself inwardly. "Sir, I didn't mean to sleep... I... I was just tired," she stuttered, not daring to look up at his face. She could feel his intense gaze on her, which sent a chill down her spine. Gosh, how could he be so scary, she thought. Just then, his deep, rich voice cut through the silence. "Candy Jefferson." Hearing the name, Candy's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up to meet his eyes. She found anger in them. He found out! She knew she would be caught later on but never thought it would be this fast. "Is that your name?" he asked as he stayed seated on the couch before her. "I.. I can explain.." "Answer the fucking question. Are you Candy Jefferson?" he cut in. Candy's fingers played with the hem of her dress. "Yes, I am," she answered. Immediately, those words left her lips, he stood up to his feet, his height overcoming hers in the dark. Candy held her breath. "For fooling me, should I just kill you? You can only save yourself if you're not one of those bitches sent to mess with me," he utter dangerously. "No, no I'm not.. my step mother plan to force a dangerous marriage on me that would end my life. I had managed to escape the wedding. Your assistance found me and I had to lie I was your bride. I'm so sorry." Candy bit down her lips. Diego observe the woman before him. She seem to be spilling the truth. If she had lied, he would have known. But, her predicament, isn't his problem. "Take your things and leave." He turn to leave but she held his arm sleeve. "Don't send me away! I promise to do whatever you want. Don't just send me back," Desperate Candy pleaded with the man she knows nothing about. He slowly turn to look at her, his gaze piercing as he approached her. He reached of her chin and raised it up to make her meet his eyes, using his index finger. "Little woman, accepting to be my wife means I'll own you and there's no turning back. You seems too fragile to be in my hell," he warned in a deep, dangerous tone. With nervousness kicking in, she took a deep breath. She'll rather face his hell than to be stuck in the misery her step mother had prepared for her. "Yes, I want to be your wife. In return you'll have to protect me from my step mother," She boldly declared prompting the man's lips to curl up into a devilish smile. His gaze went down to her slightly exposed cleavage, and lust filled them. "Strip." He ordered. Candy swallowed hard. Strip?! That was the last thing she had expected from him. "What? You can't do it?" He asked. "Fine, just get out." "I'll do it!" She almost yelled and immediately, she began to unbutton her shirt. Slowly she remove her top revealing her smooth skin that made Diego's adam apple bulb up and down. Candy strip down to the last fabric. Her heart beating so loud in her ears. She can't believe this is happening but it is. After all, they are both married. Diego stepped closer, his hand reaching her chest. He trail his finger down her cleavage, his touch made her breath uneven. "Not bad." He remarked, running his eyes on her body. She was well endowed. Apart from Mark, no one else had seen her naked or touch her this way. "Have you done it before?" He asked and she looked up with a puzzle look. "What?" "I don't repeat myself. You're not a kid," he said. Candy got to know what he meant. "Uhm I.." Should she say yes? Lying to someone like him will be a terrible decision. "Yes I have." She whispered so low, he almost didn't hear her. "Then I guess there's no need for me to go easy on you," he smirked. Before Candy could realize his word, he pulled her to the bed and hovered over her. Candy gasped in shock but the man's face was buried onto her neck. "Sir?" She tried to stop him but the man immediately pinned both of her hands above her head. His hold was strong and his weight was crushing her. "The fuck?" His brow knitted with displeasure. "I.. uhmm.. can think of this.. for while before you start?" She asked, stuttering. She was still in the trauma of Mark, and was not ready for this even though Diego has just woken up her buried desire. "You were the one offering yourself to me, are you changing your decision? The door is well open for you." Candy swallowed hard. Is she making the right decision to stay with him? This man is scaring her. What is she going to do to make him stop even though it's just for a while. She then got an idea and exclaimed. "I wanna pee!"Diego looked up at her face, his brow knitting hard. "Pee?" Candy nodded immediately. Diego knew she was using this as an excuse just to get away from him. She made a deal with a devil like him, and then she was scared? One thing is for sure, he is definitely going to fuck her tonight. Candy's eyes slowly opened when she felt the man getting off her. "Be quick," he ordered. "The restroom?" "On the left," he replied, his voice showing he was getting impatient. Candy grabbed her clothes from the floor and rushed into the restroom, shutting the door behind her. Her chest was heaving hard as she tried to calm herself. "Oh, that was scary," she muttered. Why can't he be patient? They just met today, and he wants to sleep with her? She doesn't even know him, neither does he. What if she has an infection? Candy knew he has the right, but she felt they were moving too fast. He had promised to protect her from her step mother, maybe this is worth it. While Candy was busy ba
"Diego!" Hannah had actually threatened the secretary with her job, that was why she was in. "She should listen to me, not you," Diego remarked. "But this company is for the family, and I have the right to step into this place..." "This company is entrusted to me, and I have the right to decide who comes in or not. I don't owe you anything since you have your own benefits," Diego's words came out sharp. "Is that the reason why you changed your bride yesterday?" Diego shifted his gaze to the woman behind Hannah. That must be Venessa. She was sitting calm in her seat. "I have no reason to explain myself, woman," Diego said, shifting his gaze back to Hannah. "You got married to the wrong bride. I chose Venessa for a reason. Her family's business is going to add more resources to ours once we merge..." "I have enough power and can earn more..." He stepped closer to Hannah. "If this marriage is something that'll bring more resources, then you don't need to worry, unless the
~AN HOUR AGO~ Diego was busy checking out some things on the file in his hand while he waited for Jameson in the car. He stopped for a moment and looked up, his face hard and cold as he recalled last night's incident. He had warned her not to pass out, and she did. He wasn't even satisfied. Jameson sensed the cold aura when he entered the car. "Is something wrong?" he asked. "Did you find the bastard?" Diego asked, and Jameson sighed. "He hasn't been home for three days. That punk messed with the wrong person," Jameson muttered. "Let's head back then. I'll get him myself before sunrise," Diego stated, and Jameson started the car. A few minutes passed, and the car suddenly stopped. "What?" Diego asked from behind. "Isn't that Mrs. Candy?" Jameson asked, staring at the lady who had just come out of the grocery store with a bright smile. Diego also looked at her, his expression impossible to fathom. A woman and a man suddenly appeared, and Candy seemed shocked. She
Jackie fidgeted in her seat, her eyes focused on the card before her. She had a good hand but wondered what her opponent had. She tried to find his weakness but found none.Composing herself by taking a deep breath, she played her card. Her lips stretched into a smile when she saw the man's face drop. But to her dismay, her opponent played the winning card."Better luck next time, kid," he said with a smirk, and Jackie's eyes widened."In your face, sucker!" the man behind exclaimed.Jackie threw her head back with a frustrated groan escaping her lips while the men packed the money before her."Lost again, Miss Jefferson?" A woman came to drop a drink before her after the men had left."I told you not to call me that," Jackie mumbled."Isn't that your last name? You should be proud of it," the woman tapped her shoulder lightly."Being a rich kid sucks," Jackie said and sat up. "Hey, do you have steaks? I'd love to have some.""Sure, I've missed you, young lady. The meal will be on the
"Urgh," Venessa groaned as the water dripped down her face. She wanted to yell, but Candy shut the door on her face immediately."Hey!" she exclaimed, hitting the door. "Open the damn door!"Meanwhile, Candy's chest heaved as she rested her back against the door. Venessa Maxwell? The real bride is here. Oh no."Hey!" Venessa hit the door harder, but a hand stopped her. She looked up and found Jameson glaring down at her."What are you doing here?" Jameson asked."Who was that woman? Is that the girl Diego got married to?" she asked."And how is that your business?" Jameson retorted."Because I should be the bride, not her!""She is not the bride, and you have no right to sneak into this place. Don't you know what trouble you'll get into once Diego finds out?" Jameson pushed her hands off. Diego had actually asked him to get a file inside only to find Venessa trying to get in."Then who is she? Why are you trying to hide her identity?" Venessa raised her brow. She was definitely going
The sweet flavor spread through Diego's mouth. He stabbed another piece of beef and chewed on it again. How could this taste so good?He reached for the vegetables and ate them too. Taking a sip of the wine, he let out a satisfied groan."How is it?" Candy asked."Are you a chef?" he asked, folding his arms. Hearing the question, Candy blushed a little."No, I learnt the skills from my mother. She is really good."Diego looked up at her face and found her smiling from ear to ear."How come you smile so much?" he asked."Because I'm happy.""Liar," he stated, and her smile dropped."What? Why would you say that?" she asked, her smile fading."I know about your father, Candy, and I can't help but wonder why his daughter seems so fragile," Diego stated. Candy blinked several times."What do you know about my father?" she asked, confused."I know him to be a strong man...""Don't talk about him," she cut him off. "Please," she added. Diego dropped the fork on his plate and stood."Stand u
Candy swallowed hard at his words. He was telling her to hold his hair again? She reached for his soft hair again and he returned his lips to her chest.His lips parted and captured her breast. This time, Candy let her moans out freely. He hovered over her and kissed her neck, at the same time positioning himself at her entrance.His thrust came hard. Candy's body jerked, and she whimpered at the pain. Another thrust came without wasting a second. He was hitting her deep, not giving her the chance to breathe."Easy... please!" She dug her nails into his back. It seemed her pleas fell on deaf ears because his thrusts came harder. In the next moment, she reached her climax.Flipping her body over, he made her ass face up to him. His calloused hand pinned her head to the bed. One could see the red marks of Diego's hard kisses on her delicate skin.'He's a monster,' Candy thought. It seemed he was definitely going to drain her energy again tonight. Is this the cycle she'll have to endure?
Jameson waited for Candy outside the building. He looked handsome as usual, with his blonde hair falling to one side of his face. Soon, Candy appeared, looking smart and sexy in the office attire he had bought for her. Her black hair was tied into a bun, her makeup was light, and she held a smile that warmed one's heart. "How do I look?" Candy asked Jameson with a grin. "Hmm, I hope all the male workers focus on their jobs today," Jameson teased, and they both chuckled. On their way to the company, Candy applied more red lipstick. She needed to look good on her first day of work. "Nervous?" Jameson asked. "Very nervous," Candy replied. "I hope everyone likes me there." "You know about business strategy from your father, so you have no problem," Jameson said, but Candy's face dropped a little. "They are going to like you; you don't need to worry." Upon arriving at the company, Candy's eyes flew wide open in awe, and her lips parted in shock. This place was extremely rich