We walked the six minutes with the two brothers discussing things around me. I nodded and replied when I needed to but other than that I tried to stay silent. Entering the lecture hall, I took my seat with the two brothers sitting, one on each of my sides. Taking out my laptop from my bag, I opened it and began taking the necessary notes and cross-referencing what needed to be done.
Two hours later, I stood stretched. A bottle of water was handed to me, I opened it and took a quick sip feeling immediately refreshed. While my laptop was placed in my bag and carried. All of this is normal to me since it has been done for over two years.
Before them I had always been the pampered princess; driver, servant.
Well, money can't buy you happiness, though it can come close.
Knowing about having and having not, is something I knew all too well.
The three of us walked down the hallway directly to the parking lot. There was the eight-seater SUV.
The blink of the lights signaled that the vehicle was unlocked, and the door not long later was held open, unscrupulously I entered without hesitation. Sitting in the backseat I leaned back and closed my eyes. The two males sat in front turning on the radio to play reggae. Who would think that the music these two preferred was; eldest rap, the youngest classical music? While I could listen to any, my preferred music was reggae. They the best friends they are, played it for me.
I will miss them when I leave.
A while later I succumbed to sleep.
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Ibrahim Yarbury,
Ibrahim met Xiala Du-Gooder when she first entered the university. It was not long, but it felt like a lifetime. He did not know why he and his elder brother decided to attend a university on an island when they could have attended a university suited for elites. Should they say they could not resist the pull to this place?
It is not until the day he saw his brother become stunned for the first time in his life that he understood why.
The girl before them was a sight to behold. Hourglass shape, fluffy head of curls, eyes that were unusual but extremely seductive, and a voice that should madden them, but it only pulled at their soul.
"She is ours. I thought..."
"This is why I came here."
"I want her!" Ibrahim heard his brother growl but with his head still clear, Ibrahim stopped his brother. He had to be, as usual, the voice of reason. Even though Theodore is the eldest and carried himself like the calmer of the two, it is deceiving. Theodore is a man who could barely control his urges.
After two days, the two had come up with a plan and approached her. The information found on her was extremely surprising, but it did not phase the two. Instead, Ibrahim found this even better.
A woman with a solid background would be hard to please, a nobody on the other hand?
Three months of slowly gaining her trust and they spent time with her, a year and now...
Obsessively, Ibrahim looked at the sleeping woman. It is time, right?
"We should wait until after the graduation. To avoid any backlash and take her away." Ibrahim said to his older brother, who drove to their place with the young girl, who slept soundly in the back. He would prepare the meal while his brother places her in the guest room.
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Theodore Yarbury,
At twenty-six, he felt that he was waiting for an eternity. A man trapped in a cage, unable to show his true self. The eldest of two children of the Yarbury couple and the heir he had to always be the perfect son. Aura, stature, dress, speech, and eating habits.
Study at prestigious schools, and learn polo, badminton, and croquet. For defense, he learned how to use several guns, and swords but leaned on fencing.
Noble.
Aristocrat.
Those were names used to describe the Yarbury family, a father who is known as an Earl and his mother the daughter of a minister with the blood of the Royal family. His wife had already been chosen as well, but he had no desire anymore to marry some wooden woman. Always perfect, poised. Until her.
She is clearly one he would never normally spare a glance. Her clothes were old, and faded, even though they hugged her perfectly form well. The once soft flesh between his legs began to stiffen, his heart within his chest sped up, and his gaze became deep.
All he knew at that moment was that she was his!
That this woman will be underneath him soon while he was buried to the hilt deep within her sheath!
Those were his thoughts until his younger brother reminded him. Until they reached this point.
To ease his pain, he would kiss her, taste her subtly, and take a cold shower or stroke himself until he was close but unable to reach his peak.
Allowing the water to fall on his form, Theodore stroked his length until he had enough, finished he slipped from the shower, pulled on a robe, dried himself, moisturised, and redressed.
Pausing, Theodore stared at the sleeping figure of his future wife before leaving the room. Outside, Theodore saw his younger brother preparing the meal with an apron around his waist. Grabbing the next, Theodore checked the meat satisfied, he placed it in the oven and spoke in a low tone.
"The same night she graduates, I will take her. There is no need to wait longer. I am about to lose my mind from need."
"That is ok. Once they do not look for her, it should be OK. We are a family with a noble background, but compared to that family's background, we are second rate."
The two did not speak further. Even though Theodore is two years and a few months older than his younger brother, he felt that he has less control.
Any other sibling might be ashamed or angry, but Theodore had accepted this fact a long time ago