Sofia P.O.V.

I was in the bathroom waiting for the shower to heat up before I went inside the glass enclosure. I took a leisure bath singing and dancing while rubbing my skin with sponge. Then I shampooed my hair, running my finger inside my hair. I was still singing when I heard the door opening, I gasped as I saw Brandon entering inside the bathroom.

"Oh no! I am naked." I exclaimed.

"Yeah! I can see that." He said as his eyes roamed freely over my body.

"Then go out!" I said.

"Why should I go out now when I have already entered?" He said, his eyes fixed at my breasts.

"Brandon, please go out!" I pleaded as I covered my breasts with my hands.

"Yeah! Whatever! I am not interested anyways." He said.

"Get ready at eight, we have to attend a charity event." He said before going out.

Its been five days since that accident when injured Brandon came home and now he is a lot better.

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I was staring at my clothes, picking an outfit is difficult. What am I going to wear? I sighed before taking out my black dress. It was too short, I don't like wearing short dresses in front of many people. I put on a red lipstick and eyeliner. I was still getting ready when the door knocked, I opened the door nervously.

"Aren't you wearing too short dress? Did you cut it to make yourself look more like a slut?" He angrily said.

"Why would I cut it?" I questioned.

"Because whores can do anything to gain attention." He replied, angrily.

"I am not a whore, Brandon and no one knows it better than you." I said as I tried my hard to control my emotions.

He didn't reply and started walking, I silently followed him. As we reached the car, I got in and buckled my seatbelt. Soon Brandon drove off, I looked outside the window and tried hard to forget his rude comment.

I am tired really I am tired of trying, its not like I am giving up but I am just tired. It hurts every time when he rejects me. Why can't he just accept me? What have I ever done wrong?

The car suddenly stopped and Brandon shifted to shoot me a glare.

"We are here!" He announced before getting out. He opened my door and gave me a hand to come out. I smiled while taking it and came out.

We got out from the car and headed into the building. We went upstairs through the elevator and reached the third floor. We started walking through the corridor, leading us towards the entry of the hall.

"Oh! So the great Brandon Maxwell is here." Someone said from behind.

"I assume this is your wife?" He asked Brandon, eyeing at me.

"Do you have any problem?" Brandon angrily said.

"Well I must say she is very beautiful." The man said.

"I am Robert Deming." He introduced himself to me. I smiled before introducing myself but Brandon stopped me.

"Excuse us." Brandon took my hand in his hand and lead us out of there. I blinked naively at him and said nothing.

"Do not leave my side, understood?" Brandon said and I nodded.

Soon we sat on the chair and the chairman started his speech.

"Can I go to restroom?" I asked Brandon.

"Argh! Go! Don't be late and do not talk anyone." Brandon said.

"OK!" I nodded and got up.

I searched for restroom but found none so I decided to ask someone.

"Hello! Can you tell me where is restroom?" I asked.

"There is no restroom in this floor, mam but there is one on the top floor." The waiter replied. I can't control, I have to go.

I made my way to the top floor. Surprisingly the top floor seemed empty. The echoing sound of my heels echoed through the floor. The floor was dark only moon light was there. The floor was too big, I couldn't find the restroom. After sometimes luckily I found one restroom and went inside it. I finished my business and went outside. Taking the stairs I made my way to third floor. I felt someone following me, I started walking faster without looking behind. I walked too faster that I didn't even notice where I was going, I gasped when I reached some unknown place. I stopped in my tracks, breathing heavily and panting.

Giving the situation a good thought I decided to turn around, hoping not to find someone behind me but I found Robert. Thank god! Its him.

"You're quite a beauty, you know that." He said, taking few steps towards me.

"Thank god! You're here. Actually I am lost." I told him.

"I am lost too!" He said and I blinked confusingly.

"Let's find our way out." I said.

"I wonder how your pussy tastes like?" What is he saying? I gulped in fear.

"Let's go Brandon must be waiting." I said.

"No! No! Where do you think you're going? First let me have my fun, darling." He said as he pushed me against the wall.

"Let me go, please!" I pleaded.

"No! Not without cumming inside your pussy." He said as he kissed my neck.

"Leave me, pleaseee!" I cried as he bit my neck harder.

"You fucking bastard!" The next moment Robert was pulled away from me and was laying on the floor as I saw Brandon continuously hitting him.

"How dare you! How fucking dare you!" Brandon shouted before punching even harder.

"Brandon, stop! He is not worth it." I tried to stop him.

After punching him everywhere, he finally turned away from the unconscious Robert and started heading in my direction.

"You enjoyed whoring around with him. Didn't you?" He grabbed my arm.

"I fucking saw with my own eyes how you were seducing him." We walked to his car.

He opened the door angrily and jerked me inside the car then he sat in his seat and started driving.

"I should have known better not to take a whore with me on a charity show." He murmured but it was loud enough for me to hear.

I couldn't stop the tears that formed inside my eyes. That man was about to rape me and here he is blaming me for everything. Will he be happy if i leave him? The thought of staying away from Brandon itself hurts me a lot. I don't think so I can ever do that. I dream to spend my whole life with him. I now know that he doesn't love me but I am selfish I am not going to let him go, he is the reason why those nightmares doesn't haunt me anymore.

I eyed him, tears streaming down my face, a loud sob escaped my mouth, "I...am.. sorry! I... don't know....." I shuttered.

Suddenly the car jolted to a stop, as the engine turned off Brandon turned to look in my direction, I was still crying. His right hand made contact with my left cheek as he wiped my tears. The next moment he crashed his lips into mine.

After breaking the kiss he said, "You're such a whore, you were enjoying with him and when I came you acted all innocent." Countless tears escaped my eyes.

"I hate you soo much!" He whispered, it was like he was telling it to himself.

"Get out!" I looked at him in disbelief.

"I said get out!" He shouted.

"Brand.."

"I said get out before I fucking kill you with my own hands." He again shouted.

"I wish I could give you my pain just for one moment so that you can understand how much you hurt me." I said before getting out.

He acts like he doesn't care about me but I know deep inside he does.