James watched as Sarah tripped over her dress for the umpteenth time in the name of dancing. The red velvet A-line gown that had been an object of pride and admiration a few hours ago was now about to strangle her if she kept tripping over it. They had been married for three years now, but in all that time they had never shared an intimate moment. Forced to marry her because of a debt his family owed her father, James Brown had been put through hell by both Sarah and her family for not being up to standard for either of them. He put his hand on her shoulder to keep her from falling, but she just shook it off like a bee sting. Her disgust for him was never far from her mind. Sarah had long despised the man she had been forced to marry by her father's will because he was tired of bearing the shame. It came with her ex's abandonment after their formal engagement. But her heart still longed for her ex-boyfriend, Fred Page, who had dumped her the minute he found someone better, even

James walked into the hospital room which had over time begun to smell like medicines and blood. He had over time gotten used to the smell of death hovering all over the room. He stared at his father who had been sedated so he could sleep peacefully. He had been that way for over two years now. James had begun to lose hope that one day he would ever get better. As he watched his father’s heartbeat on the monitor, he couldn't help regretting the fact that he was trapped in the situation he was in with the Browns, especially with the fact that Sarah hated him. As he stared at the monitor lost in thought, he did not notice the lines had begun to move faster, until the beeping sound began to rise and his father began to convulse. **** When James was back, Sarah was carefully picking out her silk black one-hand short dress. It had been slit up her left thigh.“Where are you going?” He asked.Sarah sat propped on the wooden furniture piece, which had been draped with an animal Skin, a

Sarah entered the beautiful hotel restaurant, taking in everything from the coral seafood soup she could see from the doorway to the grandeur of the entire building, the chandelier, and even the solid wooden table on which the chef was now serving her food.She watched with curious eyes as he turned a full turkey in a frying pan without letting it drop. She was amazed.Peter Causey watched her with lecherous interest, his eyes traveling the length of her dress, from the nape of her neck down to her breasts.He secretly watched as his imagination took him places, but he returned the moment Sarah spoke.Meanwhile, up in Peter Causey's room, Sarah was going through the documents he had given her. He had convinced her that the documents he needed her to sign were up there, and he did not want the prying eyes of the public while he did business with her.Naively, she had agreed, knowing that she had worked for months just to get a contract with him.The room was a mini-suite, and when he

He placed his hand tightly over her mouth to muffle her screams and efforts to escape his hold. Tears filled Sarah's eyes as he molested her with his hands and mouth. Her tears soaked the bed under her head as she struggled against his strong, overpowering grip.He reached out to grope her breast when he heard the commotion outside the door. He got off her grudgingly pulled up his pants and walked briskly to the door.He looked through the peephole and found James in a fistfight with the guards outside. Two of his men had come from outside and they were all fighting one man.Yet, through the peephole, he could see that James was already overpowering them. He began to curse and skip backward with his trousers halfway up his leg.Sarah turned in the bed quietly struggling to sit up, she could barely even raise her hands, everything around her seemed to take a spin of its own accord and she could not control how she felt or even think properly.James had barely held one man down before t

The security guard nodded at James turned his eyes back to Mr. Peter Causey and said- "Sir, you have to come with us now" he nodded at his men to take Peter away along with his unconscious guards whom James had beaten up and left for half dead.James rushed to Sarah's side and immediately took off his coat and put it around her as he tried his best to lift her. He put his hand under her head gently helping her off the bed.Slowly, even though she was still partially conscious, he met the Chief Security officer at the door and urged him to keep everything that had happened there quiet in order not to alert more attention than was necessary.He knew Sarah would be utterly ashamed of the situation and hurt herself for even putting herself in that situation in the first place. He knew she would blame herself for all that had happened and he did not want her to deal with all of that."Please keep this quiet as possible, as much as you can. It does not leave the ears and eyes of this walls"