Freda’s POVAs I lay on my bed, tears streaming down my face, I couldn't believe that Jake was gone. It was a whirlwind of emotions, a rollercoaster of memories and regrets. Despite the pain he had caused me, the cheating, and the unkind words, a part of me still mourned the loss. No matter what Jake has done he doesn’t deserve to die like this, especially not in the hands of Hardin.I tried to make sense of my conflicting emotions. How could I grieve for someone who had hurt me so deeply? It was as if my heart refused to let go of the good times we had shared, the moments of laughter and connection. The memories flooded my mind, intertwining with the pain and the hurt, making it difficult to untangle my emotions.I was crying so loud now, that I wanted to allow myself to remember the person Jake used to be before everything went wrong. I reminded myself that people are not simply defined by their mistakes but by the sum of their experiences and the impact they had on our lives. And e

Freda’s POVAs Andre approached, my heart started to race. I tried to act casual, pretending not to notice him, but it was impossible to ignore his presence. The once carefree atmosphere suddenly felt suffocating, and I couldn't shake off the discomfort all I could think of was how Hardin would react if he found him here.“Hi,” I replied causally, giving him the vibe of of don't want to speak with you. I could feel the weight of Hardin’s disapproval lingering in the air. The memory of his anger and hurt flashed in my mind, making me question every move I made. I felt like I was walking on eggshells, afraid to say or do anything that might trigger another outburst.“Aren’t you happy to see me?” Andre said as he walked towards me. With each step he took closer, my anxiety intensified. I desperately searched for an escape route, a way to avoid the impending confrontation. But it seemed like fate had a different plan for me that day.As Andre finally reached me, I mustered up the courage

Freda’s POV“Do you like how I make you feel?” Hardin asked as his fingers traced over the curves of my breasts, down to the soft skin of my stomach. He grabbed me closer to him and whispered in my ear: "You're mine."I felt his breath against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. He took hold of my hair and pulled my head back, exposing my throat to him. His lips brushed against my skin, leaving a trail of kisses down to my collarbone. He nibbled on my earlobe, sending a rush of pleasure through my body. His hands slid down my sides, cupping my ass in his hands. He squeezed hard, making me moan with pleasure. He bent down and ran his tongue along the seam of my thighs, teasing me until I couldn't take it anymore.Then He stood up and pushed me down onto the bed, and told me to spread my legs wide. He took hold of my ankles and pulled them apart, exposing my pussy to him."I want you to take off your clothes and touch yourself while I watch," Hardin said as he stood in front of me

Freda's POVThe rest of the journey was silent as I kept thinking of what he had just said. He brought his hands in between my thighs and went up to touch my shielded clit. I tilted my head to look at him with a stern look, but he did not understand that I wanted him to take away his hands. I held his hand and removed it from my body, and he only smirked. I heaved a sigh as I rested my head and faced out the window, looking at the buildings as they moved past us. Not long after, we arrived at his mansion and we both headed to our respective rooms. Just as I was about to shut my door, his hand held the knob and I could not help but wonder if he always managed to follow me to my room without me noticing him. He looked at me straight in the eyes and I gave him a stern look. He heaved a sigh as his eyes trailed from my face down my neck to my breast, licking his lips. I took a deep breath as I could no longer hold it. I tried to shut the door on his face, but his hand was strong enough t

Freda's POVLeaning against the wall of my room, thinking about how my life had turned out to be in these past few weeks. Meeting Hardin changed my life drastically. I experienced a lot of things that I thought happened only in movies and not in real life. I heaved a heavy sigh as I stood upright and walked around the room slowly. I thought about the first night and how Miranda warned me not to go into the clubhouse that night. A part of me still wished that I listened to her that night. I stopped abruptly in the center of the room as my mind suddenly wandered off to *Going through all these in Hardin's mansion left me no space to even think properly about my whole life and how it had taken my turns that I never expected. Being in the same house with a man who was into drugs and dealing weapons was a life that I never expected to find myself in. I heaved a sigh and walked from the room to the bathroom. I turned the faucet on and water gushed out from the tap. I wiped my face with wat