DIANAMy entire being was weak from all the gallivanting and attending to customers at the gas station. This job was exceedingly arduous. My stress level was voluminously waxing, draining every bit of energy I had. A car drove in, I was literally too tired to attend to another customer but I endured a little to attend to my last customer before I head home to rest. The car stopped right in front of me."Diana!" Branden's deep calm voice met my ears, almost making me loose balance.Shit! What the fuck is he doing here? How does he know this is where I work? I was left speechless, unable to utter any greetings as a result of the shock from his uninvited presence."Branden" I stared at him in blank amazement."Are you just going to keep staring or you're going to get in? Come on" he smirked at me."I'm still working" I muttered politely to him."I don't care I'll get you another job, just hop in" he persuaded more as he switched off his engine and took a little stare at me.Goddd this
DIANAHe stared at me in blank amazement, his face read that of a man who heard what he never expected.I didn't know if I had said the right thing or the wrong thing, for seconds his eyes were stationary on me without him uttering a word."Wow.... Are you serious? You have feelings for me? I'm sorry Diana I don't feel a thing for you" he uttered with his eyes pale.My heart sank like the Titanic in the middle of the cold icy ocean. I was completely shattered and broken, tears forced their way out of my eyes but I held back. I feel like a teenager that had just been rejected by her crush nevertheless it hurts even more.I was teary, my nose became runny. I wished the ground has swallowed me whole, of course he doesn't love a young middle class girl who has completely nothing to offer him. What was I thinking! God! please take me right now. I feel humiliated. "But you treat me so well... You like been around me. what do you want from me?" I questioned in agony, my eyes almost raining
BRANDEN"Good morning sir" my house keeper greeted politely.I walked past her in silence, I was in no mood to exchange greetings with anyone. There's nothing good about this fucking morning. I feel completely empty and withdrawn. Nothing fucking matters and I had no idea someone's absence would take such a huge turn on my mood. It wasn't just my mood but it felt like part of my soul was missing.I was very certain I had no feelings for Diana but I don't know why I can't get her off my mind. I stepped into my brown tinted Mercedes Benz. I was bothered, worried, empty, restless and uneasy. I could barely concentrate on anything or anyone."Good morning sir.... you were scheduled for a meeting this morning" my driver uttered politely with his eyes set on me through the drivers mirror.He stared at me for a while."Well? Fucking drive!" I ordered and he ignited the engine immediately.The fuck is wrong with you all. I'm not in the mood for your fucking greetings. Just take me to where I
DIANAWe walked out way through the noisy crowd and finally got to the counter. "Two hennessy please!!" Sylvester yelled over the loud music."Wait what? I'm not interested in taking alcohol" I said."C'mon. You need to ease your mind, you look pale and dull. I guess you've been overthinking" he replied.I couldn't disagree because I felt very exhausted from all the the thinking. I couldn't get my mind off Branden neither could I reply his messages or return his calls."Here you go, take a sip and forget your worries" he handed a glass of hennessy. Hours went by and I kept taking shots of hennessy till I could no longer control my stamina. Oh no! I really don't want my head spinning and spinning like the last time I took alcohol, I kept staggering and my brain went loose."Take one more" he said."Sylvester I can't" I rejected.I stood up, trying to order my footsteps well, I fell and forced myself up.My head was hurting and I needed to use the restroom so I walked over to the rest
DIANA"Damn it" I laid back against my bed.My head hurts and I don't know if it was because of the excess alcohol I took last night. Ever since Sylvester dropped me off I haven't heard from him. I want to give him a call but I don't want to seem clingy so I'd rather not dial his number.I scrolled through my call logs, low and behold Branden's name appeared as my last caller."Holy shit!" I widened my eyes in amazement, my heart sank immediately. And i appear to be the caller."Oh no! what the hell did I say to him? what did we discuss? Damn it! I spoke to him during the period I was at the bar. I must have dialed his number while I was drunk" my face went beetroot red as I swallowed down a gulp.What do I do now? I knew I should have never drank, I just suspected something was going to go wrong. Damn it! I need to speak to Evelyn, she needs to help me figure out what to do.I picked my brown leather jacket and a purse, I need her advice or admonition on this issue. I know for a fac
DIANA"Who are you?" the guards stood still, their feet so firm on the huge mansion's gate.Just behind them was a massive gate that protected the beautiful white mansion"I'm Diana Wilburn, I'm here to see Mr Branden" I replied. They obviously didn't know who I was and that was because I was driven into the mansion with Branden inside his tinted car. None of the guards or anyone else sighted me.After few minutes of silence, one of his guards placed his right hand against the right ear that held his airpod. This was probably because he was communicated to from the inside."You can go in ma'am" he opened the gate and gave me access into the mansion's vicinity. I moved further into the mansion and walked into the massive landmass."You're welcome ma. Mr Branden will see you shortly" his bodyguard said and walked awayI began having this inkling feeling that he expected me. He wants me to come to his house but why? What does he want with me? I sat on a huge couch for over 10 minutes, w
DIANA His hard manhood shot out the minute it was released from the bounds of his boxers, erected and ready to penetrate.It was big, hard and long, veins formed a stream across his full length and it's head was pinkish. My tingling folds triggered my thighs to clench and I sat upright to have a better view of it.It looks delicious I want to have it, I want it inside me, I want it all over my body. Fucking and drilling my insides. My brows raised up at the reality that seemed more like a dream. Yes! I finally have Branden where I want him, naked infront of me, ready to fuck me to stupor. He walked slowly towards me and my body moved backwards unconsciously, reversing my steps into the bed he held my legs and dragged it back.Shit! my heart skipped a bit, fear gripped me and i stared at him, disoriented by his violent action. "Are you scared? I won't hurt you" he held my right leg, picked up a little rope from underneath the bed and tied it to the upper part of the bedpost.What's
DIANAI can't believe how I and Braden's Relationship has evolved through out these passing days. It's been three weeks since we had sex and Braden has been nothing but kind and caring towards me.He officially asked me out and I accepted.When Sylvester knew of it, he didn't make a fuss like i feared. He was cool with it but he distanced himself greatly from me.And I didn't mind that to be honest. Branden calls me always, checks up on me, helps me handles my house bills and also buys gifts for my sister and I.The last time he came over to my house which, he talked off getting a new furnished apartments for I and my sister.This was just too much. I tried persuading him not to but he brushed off my opinion. I was not used to these sort of concern ever since my parents death. I was the breadwinner, working and also going to school so I could be somebody in life.I had tried to talk Braden out of it but he insisted on doing it. I haven't spoken to him all day and I just can't erase