Shattered_An Innocent Wife

Family Affairs

It's been 24 hours since he left the Huntsville. Tapping his fingers on the label of the file that says Sydney Brown, he was thinking a million things in a second. No matter how he looked at this, the redhead girl's life was way more complex than his. And after knowing that her fiance is some 49 years old and also the person who was accused of her assault he was beyond shocked.

He couldn't forget her eyes. The way she shivered all the time like something bad is gonna happen. He couldn't help but think if she is safe right now or not. Only if he was his old self he might not take a single second and let his anger burn everything in that town as he protects that small angel right away. But things were changed now. He has been hating women all so long that accepting someone as his like normal people was not something he was able to do. But somehow he was convinced that redhead was not like other women because it was after so long that his heart ached for someone and he knew it was not about lust entirely. Because she was nothing like he wants his women to look like but still he yearns for her.

Redhead was also the reason that for the last two days he has not been thinking about his tragically failed romance of the past. He still couldn't decide what he will do with redhead but he was sure about one thing that he will get her out of that hell hole without causing much commotion. Once she will be with him he will have all the time in the world to figure out what he really wants. But one thing was decided that no one else was ever gonna hurt her if it's not him. Thinking this he made a call to someone who he could trust and gave him orders to make sure to have his eyes there to know if she is safe or not.

The knock on the door made him come back to reality. "Come in." He gave permission. "Sir, the delegation is in the conference room." His secretary informed him.

He was making his way through the long glassy hallways. At his left, a beautiful skyline showing skyscrapers of San Franciso was adorning the view that he never cared to notice. Instead, he was focused on the balance sheets on his tab. Though he tried his best not to think about her, still an evil thought echoed.

Even if you decide to take her as yours and things go down south you can tell yourself that her life was already not good.

Everything in the meeting goes as planned. He was scheduled to leave for the Sacramento in an hour as Miller Enterprise had their headquarters there. He knew everything will go strictly following the time scheduled and he will be the sole owner in the next 36 hours. And this is exactly how everything went. After 48 hours he was attending a very high profile party having guests not more than 70 people. Rich and most powerful people or their representatives gathered under the same roof to welcome the new owner of Miller Enterprise. It included Russia's richest to the Sheikhs of Arab.

Noah's date was a beautiful Blonde with blue eyes having the height that she reached his shoulders and her smile was so beautiful that it could light up the whole city. He plastered a warm smile on his face all the time. He shook hands more than he did in his last 10 years of life. He did notice that his dearest cousin was not around. He got what a man can ever dream but in his heart, there was a tug. And it was that small face with freckles around her nose. Those Auburn hairs and wild green eyes.

The moment that party came to an end he didn't leave and stayed in the dark hall. He even sent his date off with a smile and a peck on her cheek and stand at the dark terrace to look at the city lights. Taking a gulp on his vine he couldn't help but notice that he was above everything else. He will hardly come across someone more powerful than him. Miller Enterprise was involved in the production of everything. From artillery to the bathroom soap and had their manufacturing units all around the world. Never in his life, he would be told no to anything he asks for. But it still feels empty. It was always empty. He contained himself in the mountain of work and ran with the needle of the clock. And no matter how much he tried to drown himself in alcohol but no amount of drug was ever enough.

He was still in his thoughts and was about to take the second gulp when a cool breeze came to blow his thoughts away as he once again remembers someone who instigated some spark in his chest not so much time ago. His redhead. Taking his cellphone out he called Jasper.

"Where is she?" He asked avoiding any other greetings.

"She is in her room. Your Highness!". Jasper replied.

"How was her day?" He asked without thinking much.

"It was usual. She did some house chores and was wearing some blue clothes that were really not suitable for someone who stole your heart away." Jasper blabbered.

"Jasper!" There was a warning in his voice.

"Send me her pictures. Now." He ordered again without thinking. Because if he started thinking he will leave her there. Change her plans and leave her there once again.

"Consider it done. My lord!" Jasper replied.

He waited for some seconds before his cellphone vibrated. And the moment he looked at her face a smile came on his lips. She was wearing a blue skirt and a black headcloth. Soon she will be his to do anything with. But there has to be so much arrangement. He needs to set the boundaries. He might have feelings for her but he can't be stupid enough to trust her. He has to set some rules so he could play safely. Because the things he feels for her already alarmed him. He knew such emotions can be so strong and have the power to destroy. So, he has to play safe. Even if this requires giving her some little pain. He looked at pictures again.

"I know you will do just fine redhead. Just fine."

The second he left the venue he felt drunk and hot. He took an Uber and gave him an address. He wanted his release badly. The moment that Uber dropped him in front of the agency he made his way from the very same neon hallways and put his I.D on some scanner before getting into his room.

The agency was so secretive that they never required Noah to show his identity. His ID here was just a card with a number imprinted on it. Even his w****s never knew that they were being rammed and canned by someone as influential as Noah Miller. His w****s only called him Sir as he liked.

He was affording six courtesans for himself. They weren't allowed to entertain anyone else besides him at least within the agency. He didn't care who would be sitting in his room tonight as he unlocked the door to find number 2 there.

She was 35 years old Italian women. She has brown hair with natural waves and blue eyes. Her long legs and curves were the most s****l features of her. The moment she saw Sir coming into the room she knew she was going to have a very promising night. She was a big girl but still, the combination of torture and pleasure this man bought was the only thing she was thinking about for the last six months.

Though she agreed that she is fine with whatever the fetish her customer has but this man was a control freak in the bed. Never once caring about his partner's need. She realized that he hated the prostitutes and use them like they are his property. But he was paying handsomely and being the masochist that she was, always loved every single moment of her torment.

Not wasting a single moment she took her position on her spot while having her head low and keeping her hands in her lap. The aura of this man was just so dominant. He had a body of some historic Stallion but never once allowed her to touch him. And it was indeed torture. Like all the other times she was wondering who this man is.

She could feel that he was naked and standing with all his glory. And though he was standing on the far corner of the room, his desire was all so existent in the air. But she knew that stealing the glance can earn her extra lashes. Not that she would mind but she doesn't want to be disobedient every time.

"Do it." He ordered. And she knew what she was required to do. Walking on her knees she made her way to him and took him in her mouth without using her hands. But she knew he was impatient like all the time when he grabs a handful of hairs and started f*****g her mouth, totally forgetting that she is a human and need to breathe. He didn't care about her being relaxed or ready he used her like she is some nonliving subject and only stopped when he gotta release himself deep inside her food pipe.

He really never considered these women as human. The moment he let go of her hairs she was so blue and out of breath. She hurriedly took the gulps of air as he loaded her on his shoulder and throw her on the bed. She came onto her fours and took out her ass in the air for him. Not wasting a single second he rammed her with his length. He could feel the strings of the IUD device in her informing him that she was protected and he could take her without a rubber. He started jerking and riding her. Only after 10 mins, she felt the pressure building up but she knew she can't let it go without permission. So, she asked "May I come. Please, Sir." but like every other time, she knew the answer. "No, and don't you dare to speak you slut." He snapped while humping her with his meat. After more than ten minutes she lost it. But she knew he won't allow her release. He never does. He keeps on ramming her until he was satisfied and released the ropes of his c*m in her. And even after that, he kept on ramming her.

The pressure in her was so much. His meat, his c*m everything was so much for her to take. Her eyes shed a tear as she couldn't take anymore and released and like every other time her release was met with a slap on her right cheek. The moment she released she saw his beast coming out. Her legs feel like some jell.

And though she was little afraid to think about the punishment she was all too thrilled thinking about the excitement that pain might buy her as she was also a masochist. It was the time that he would give her the remainder of their eventful night.

And after getting twenty lashes on her ass with a paddle she felt so sour that she knew she won't be able to sit straight for three or more days.

The only thing that was missing was cuddling, hugs or kiss. He never kissed her. And never let her hands feel his hard muscles. He never even caressed her. It was just all about f*****g her holes and getting punishments. Sometimes she feels like that this man only comes to get rid of his hardness and nothing else. There is a difference between s*x and f**k. She was 35 and she knew that this person had some issues. Because who wouldn't love to kiss her amazing lips.

But little did she know that person never wanted to kiss the lips he wanted his di*k to be in.

The moment he was dressed again he took the Uber to his home. And he knew that he had taken enough but he still poured himself a glass and took the glass to his room. Today he was way out of his schedule. He attended a party but it was not something he could skip. And from now on he might have such parties or meetings he couldn't say no to. It wasn't about his little tech company anymore. And plus he visited the agency, though it wasn't weekend.

Things were going to be a lot busier and it was a very good sign indeed. He knew he got to change his clothes but he felt so tired and consumed to do anything at all. Falling on his bed he drifted into sleep without even getting out of his shoes. He was so drunk that he couldn't think anything anymore. And it was good. This is what he wanted. He wanted to be so lost. His eyes got closed as a lone tear escaped his right eye that even he didn't know about.

After three more days he was sitting in his private jet while his legal advisors were traveling along with him. Things had changed drastically. At least five other people started working under him to manage or to get reports for all of Miller enterprise. Though they were old employees of Miller enterprise he wasn't getting a hang of it. They were far from perfect. He missed how things used to be so perfect and on time in his tech company. He was not used to waiting even for a second. And they were acting like they had all the time in the world. Noah snapped at them a lot and after two more hours, every one of them was sweating profusely believing it is their last day at work. They were traveling to Mexico as some legal issues were not being settled with one of the very big plant unit there.

Somehow he tried to manage dinner with her grandaunt today. And he was mentally ready to be annoyed. He tried to look at the redhead pic to check if her face could manage his anger but it didn't work. And somehow this thing made him relaxed. It was a good sign. It shows that he is not that dependant on her. He took a sigh of relief.

The moment he started eating with her grandaunt she chose to start talking about her most interesting topic. Noah's marriage. It was after two long years that they last saw each other. But she couldn't care less and still risk to annoy Noah. It's been eight months since his father's death and that made her impatient more than the last time.

"Noah, I have seen six girls for you. And this time I expect you to get settled and give me an heir as soon as possible." Granny said casually.

Silence filled the room but after two minutes when Noah chose to speak her granny couldn't believe her ears.

"I have found someone." He informed her while still being focused on the food.

"Are you in love Noah Miller?" She almost snapped after a minute.

"No,... I am not in love." He tried to calm her.

"Good. Who is she?" She didn't wait as she asked her next question calmly and resumed eating her dinner.

"Her name is Sydney Brown. She is 18 years old." He tried to give an answer without getting into details.

"Is she beautiful? Graduate?" Granny asked and it doesn't matter how much she tried to hide her concern she couldn't.

"Yes! She is beautiful and graduated." He lied about her being graduate and beautiful. Because nothing about Sydney matches the standards of beauty his grandma hold. And he knew she never completed her school through her file.

"Does she love you?" Granny asked.

"No." Noah again kept his answer short.

"Then what makes you believe that she is perfect for the arrangement," Granny asked but this time she was seen less interested.

"She is an orphan and needs a job. And I think being my wife is a job she will do perfectly." He lied. As he knew she was far from perfect. There was nothing in her that would make her suitable enough in his granny's eyes.

"For how long you plan to employ her then?" Granny asked with much interest this time and that too with a smile.

Noah looked at her not knowing how to answer this question.

"Or should I ask how you will dispose of her?" She continued with her usual sarcasm.

This made Noah stop his hands holding the fork and knife as he gulped hard.

"I am not planning to dispose of her." He informed her and resumed the dinner that was becoming more difficult as he already lost his appetite.

"So, you mean to say that your kids will be the Miller's growing up with their mother. Is this what I am listening to Noah Miller." Granny asked with her voice a little surprised as a smile adorned her beautiful lips.

"No, they won't." Noah snapped this time.

"Then what will happen." Her granny whispered the words without wasting a single second.

"Something will happen. Something always happened." Noah said as he finished his very long dinner.

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