Claire's heart stopped and she felt her life being shattered, but Antonio pulled her back before she could touch the ground. She felt a harsh pull and she sat on the couch, breathing heavily. Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she was looking pale. Her hand instantly went to her belly, feeling her baby to know that her baby is fine. Before she could recover from this shock, Antonio pulled out his gun and put it on her belly, grabbing her arm hard."What are you…" She winced in pain, he pulled her harshly. She was feeling so humiliated and disrespected. Brandon and his whole man group has always treated me with so much respect, this is so different and not acceptable for her."Did you like the teaser…of what I could do??"He asked her."If you said a single word….A fucking single word then I'm going to chop your brother in pieces and your this child too…."He hissed in anger to her. "I'm Brandon's wife, be in your limits…If he gets to know about it.." She was talking and they started to

Tears kept on falling from her eyes while sitting there silently. Oh god! Please save Brandon. I wouldn't be able to survive life without him…She kept on praying hard. Her hands were entwined together tightly. Her body trembling because of fear and worry for Brandon. "Don't worry, Claire. He is going to be fine.*?" She heard Mrs Davis say this to her. She bit her lower lip when a whimper escaped her lips."This..is my fault." "What are you saying??" "You don't understand …" she cried on her chest for she didn't know how long before she finally pulled herself together. "Are you sure you are okay?" Mrs Davis asked her as she stared at her belly."Don't get too emotional, Claire. Think about your baby. You know this is not good for you. You need to be strong." Her hands atomically went to her belly and caressed it."I'm sorry baby, That Mommy's like this." She cried. But then she quickly wiped the tears off.Branson was still inside. They didn't know how long they had been waiting f

Claire's pov I grew up thinking that life should be lived in a certain way. I was taught like that. Love was defined for me. So were friendships. I was told that you should love only after settling down. And then how you should get married to the love of your life and live happily ever after. But I have lived long enough to realize that all that is bullshit. That’s not life. That’s just a user manual created by society. They define what’s right. They define what’s wrong. It’s all just about them and their forced guidelines on you. Honestly, I am sick of living as per their standards. I want to break free. And I have. I don’t decide right or wrong by their moral compass. I think for myself, and I do it. And I do it only when I feel like it, only when it makes me happy. I have just one reason to do anything in my life, happiness. If it makes me happy, I will do it no matter what. And if it does not make me happy, then do whatever the hell you want, but I won’t do it.Let’s talk about l

Claire's pov "I want you...now" He whispered in my ear and teasingly bit it which sent an electric-like wave coarse through my whole body. He kissed me again like he couldn't get enough of me. Yes, we got back together again but we haven't been intimate because of his condition."B-But you're not totally healed yet" I answered when he finally let go of my lips.He smirked and to my surprise, he swiftly pulled me onto his lap. My breath went ragged when I felt his raging manhood poking through his mesh shorts. His hands landed on my butt and guided me to grind my center against his raging hard-on. I instantly felt the wetness between my legs as I complied and voluntarily moved my hips to continue grinding on him. He was so hard and it felt like he was about to burst any moment now. It's been so long since we last made love and I would be just a hypocrite if I wouldn't admit how much I wanted him right now. Just feeling his warmth like this is making me surrender to his touch.But th