Sofia I laugh and look at the hanging pieces again, making mental calculations. "I don't think I'll need to get rid of anything, just relocate it here and there. "I exclaim, after a thought comes to mind. "Oh, damn! "What's wrong? "he's alarmed. "I haven't given Laura any explanation! "I walk away and look in my bag for my cell phone. I try to turn it on, and then I realize I haven't even charged it. "Oh, shit! "I rummage through my bag again, reach for my charger and look for a socket, but can't find it. I look at Brandon, with an inquisitive look, who points me to one on the wall next to the door. I ran over to it. "Do you think you'll need me around here? "Brandon wants to know, pushing another pouf over so that I can sit down. "No, don't worry. "I reply, settling down. "I turn around. You can go about your business. If you want, you can even go back to the office. I'll be fine. "No, I'm not leaving you alone at a time like this! I just need to make a few calls. Not o
Sofia Some time later, Brandon goes to his office in the penthouse and I come back to finish packing my things in the closet. Meanwhile, I called my parents and updated them. I decided I’d better tell them about the photos and videos that had been distributed. They would find out somehow. As I expected, they were a little shocked and disappointed. It saddens me. But they cheer up again when I reveal that I’m getting married. Lisa and Theo are still people who like to live the old-fashioned way. I dare to think that perhaps they still thought I was a virgin. That’s why I was worried that this whole storm would reach them before they heard from me. That’s why I was so relieved to hear that I was going to marry the man involved in the scandal together with me. For both of them, that would be something like keeping my honor. Night falls, and it definitely does me good to occupy myself with tidying up my clothes. Time passed more quickly. Brandon was here from time to time. He brough
Sofia I offer my tongue, which Brandon sucks into his mouth. I repeat the process, and he sucks it again, filling his chest with air, devouring me, feeling me. He finishes by biting my lower lip. And it all starts again. The whole sensual dance of sucking, tasting, lips, tongues.He continues to devour my lips, still manipulating me, now with more intensity, pinching a turgid nipple between his fingers, twisting it. It’s a sweet torture. It leaves me wired, sensitive, wanting more and more. And I know I won’t last long. A long moan escapes my throat when he pushes my legs apart with one knee and sticks a finger deep inside me. I roll against his touch, wanting to enjoy that delirious sensation to the full. Brandon is fucking me with his finger and it’s incredible. It takes my breath away. He reaches a point inside me that makes my legs go soft. I rest my hands on the cold wall, trying to steady myself.“Don’t stop. “I begin a whisper.“Not until you come for me, sweet Sofia. “now
Sofia "If you are, I am. By the way. I've got some news. Jessica got a date for next week. "he suddenly lets out. The smile dies on my lips and the familiar chill in my stomach sets in again. "Already?"Yes. The sooner, the better. "his last sentence sounds a little worried. I swallow. "Why… why do you say that?He frowns a little and looks at me. "Because I don't want you to give up on marrying me.A shiver runs through me and I stare back at him. Brandon laughs, looking a little uncomfortable, and looks away."Don't look at me with that frightened face. It's just that the sooner we formalize this relationship, the better… You haven't seen the gossip sites, have you? "Certainly not. "The better. "Do they keep talking about it?"Yes, there's always someone talking about it. "And do you think it will stop after the wedding?"At least it won't be forbidden anymore. And, consequently, the subject will lose its humor and fall into oblivion. "I hope so…"We need to talk about
Sofia I offer my tongue, which Brandon sucks into his mouth. I repeat the process, and he sucks it again, filling his chest with air, devouring me, feeling me. He finishes by biting my lower lip. And it all starts again. The whole sensual dance of sucking, tasting, lips, tongues.He continues to devour my lips, still manipulating me, now with more intensity, pinching a turgid nipple between his fingers, twisting it. It’s a sweet torture. It leaves me wired, sensitive, wanting more and more. And I know I won’t last long. A long moan escapes my throat when he pushes my legs apart with one knee and sticks a finger deep inside me. I roll against his touch, wanting to enjoy that delirious sensation to the full. Brandon is fucking me with his finger and it’s incredible. It takes my breath away. He reaches a point inside me that makes my legs go soft. I rest my hands on the cold wall, trying to steady myself.“Don’t stop. “I begin in a whisper.“Not until you come for me, sweet Sofia. “
Sofia I chose a cozy restaurant and a table on the sidewalk. I think Lee Ann might feel a bit more at ease that way. Likewise, I really want to meet this woman. She can't be all that devil she's trying to show Brandon. And she's half an hour late. And without Leanne. I was hoping that the young woman would come so that I could get to know her better. Lee Ann is wearing a floral jumpsuit with giant platforms. It's becoming obvious that she has problems with her size. I stand up to greet her, and she ignores my outstretched hand. "I still don't understand what this meeting is about, but I'm here. "she says, settling in."It's like I said. I want to get to know you for yourself. "You're right about that. If it was because of what that ingrate says about me, I'm sure he wouldn't even want to get close. "Well, neither of you treat each other with courtesy. "I start, trying to defend my husband. "Oh, I'm not up to being polite to anyone anymore. The waiter approaches. I order a lem
"Because I would rather not look like a poor person. I would rather not feel sorry for anyone. I didn't need that. "But this is all too serious to have remained hidden. Our relationship could have started differently if you'd opened up to me. She sighs and mentions lighting a cigarette. But she gives up and crosses her legs, her feet still stuck in the heels from hours ago. "The truth is that I came to meet you with preconceptions. In fact, I have prejudices about everyone I meet. Maybe it's because life has hit me so hard. "I shrug. "I've become a skeptic. So I believed that you were just like your father, not just in appearance. Brandon lowers his head. I think that, for him now, being compared to his father no longer sounds like a compliment. "I had preconceptions about you too. And when you came looking for me and I was an adult... and had money, it only reinforced what I had established in my mind. "If you want to know the truth, I wasn't even looking for you. I had a shi
Sofia “Nixon? The name comes to mind. “Himself! His broad smile doesn’t match the situation. My eyes, still unfocused, run around the place. Which I don’t know either. “Where… are we? “We’re in a hotel, my dear. He tells me simply. I looked around again, alarmed. Then, as I try to sit up, I realize that I’m naked under the sheet. I try to cover myself, panic overtaking me as I notice that he’s only wearing a towel around his waist. “We… we… I can’t put my suspicions into words. I’m too shocked by that. “Did we have sex? No. He gets up, stands beneath the bed, and casts a lustful glance at my body. “Although I was tempted. But I’m not into necrophilia, Sofia. And even a man like me has his limits. And one of them is not to rape women. Especially unconscious ones. “So... what are we doing here? The man smiles wickedly, rubbing one hand over the other. “You’ll find out soon enough. He communicates enigmatically. “How did you manage to bring me to this place? “I wa