Love In The Middle Of A Fireflight

Ranked 543 out of 735 stories in #brendon

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On her way out the door, that she thought was the way out, she was met with a fancy office and a man sitting at a desk with glasses on and a pen in his right hand. She felt the sudden urge to throw up again. But this time it was out of fear. She had walked through the wrong door and she didn't know how much it would cost her.

"Well excuse me." The man said very aggressively and sarcastic. "But what are you doing in my office dollface?"
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"Brendon! What are you doing?! I could lose this internship!"

"You're not going to lose it doll." He replied with a wink.

"Oh really? How."

"Because you are quitting."
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Brendon had just gotten home and I was asleep on the couch. Well, I wasn't completely asleep, but I wasn't moving either. You already know my couch tactics, but instead of him lifting me he simply laid down beside me, burying his face in my neck. Every now and then he would places kisses on my neck and suck on it for a few seconds. He bit at me one time and I threw a small moan from my mouth. I don't know how long I can wait for him to "not take my innocence yet".

"Oh, so you are awake?"

"I was mostly asleep until you came and put your mouth all over me."

"That dirty of a sentence shouldn't come out of your pretty little mouth."

"Wouldn't you like to know what my pretty little mouth could do?" I said, dangerously close to his face.
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Brittany was just finishing her junior year in college. She was working at a local restaurant named Leonardo's. She was in the works of getting an internship at a music label.
Brendon was the owner of Boyd Enterprises. He was a millionaire.
What happens when Brittany walks into the wrong place at the wrong time and meets Brendon?

⚠️Rated Mature For Sexual Situations and Strong Depressing Content⚠️