A Soldier's Love (closed)

Asa

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She was a dancer who found herself in the sights of some wealthy aggressive fan. She knows he can be very much the Jeckyl and Hyde kind of person but anything is better than fending off bikers bouncers and the manager of the fairly upper scale club she dances in. Once she was in a relationship with him he had made it very clear financially to her boss that she was completely off limits to anyone. She had grown accustomed to her life then... His brother came home from the military. Rough around the edges but down to earth and passionate... And knew about his brother's attitudes and cruelty towards romantic interests. She had become cold to it all but he was not about to let her endure his brother... even if that meant beating him at his own game winning her heart and helping her win all his money.
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Robert sat back in the limo staring at his wife barely masking his disdain for having to have anything to do with his little brother but a promise to their mother was one of the few honorable vows he would never break. His suit perfect as he tugged at his sleeves impatiently. Daniella sat across from him doing her best to ignore the angry stare as she tried to make sure that any bruises are well concealed by hair and makeup till Robert spoke.

You will not anger me while he is here... I would hate to have to have him beaten over you is that clear love. Much less have to explain myself to his noble pain.

His tone cold and cruel. Even the word love sounding like death. She glanced away from the mirror to meet his gaze and simply nodded.

Of course dear.

The driver announced their arrival then handing the papers to the guard st the gate they drove into the parking lot of the reserve base they were picking up his brother from.
 
As they drove through the base Robert examined his wife for any reason to chastise her, to make it clear that her was, indeed, in charge. "And pull that dress up over your shoulder, I don't want my brother, Jack, getting any ideas about you." Referring to the dress he had made her wear to 'make Jack salivate over her'.

They pulled to a stop and the driver asked if the man ahead was Jack. Robert looked just as Jack took notice of them and hefted his duffle bag over his shoulder, waving. "Yes... That's him, horrible haircut and all. I do hope he doesn't smell." Robert smirked over his own bad humor as Jack tried the door, finding it locked, he tapped rapidly at the window. Robert sighed and unlocked it for him.

Piling in next to Robert, forcing him over with his duffle bag, Jack got in and looked up to see Roberts wife. "Pardon, pardon, well, hello Ma'am!" He reached out to shake her hand as Robert groused over being squished against the far door. "Oh for fucks sake, Jack! You do know we have a trunk, don't you?"
 
She simply nodded and fixed her dress numb to his games and attitudes. She smiled as Jack got in and shook hands with him her kind smile hiding her not at Jack's actions against Robert.

Nice to meet Jack I am Daniella. How was your flight?
 
"Daniella? Dancing for The Lion's Den? That's clever, I like it."

He leans forward to look over at Robert who was scowling, cramped in his little corner of the limo.

"Was that your idea, Bobby?"

"What?"

Robert asked, obviously annoyed.

"The name... of the club, sounds like something you might have come up with."

"Oh, yes... ahem, call me Robert, please, we are no longer children... Jackson."

Jack let out a scoffing laugh, not taking his brother seriously, shaking his head.

"Whatever you say... Mister Roberts."

He turned his attention back toward Daniella and smiled again.

"The flight was good, better that what I'm used to, thanks for asking. Man, I'm hungry, can we go get a burger or something, I haven't had a good American meal in months!"
 
She shrugged at the mention of the club. Biting a little at her lip at the fact that clearly Robert had told him she was a stripper or at least a dancer.

He somewhat bought into the club where we met. Not that I tend to dance much any more. As for food Estella is fixing dinner for everyone. It should be ready when we get back to the house.
 
"You don't like to talk about your work very much, do you? Hey, it's okay, I get it. There's shit I don't talk about too. Just want you to know it doesn't bother me, what you do. I'm a red blooded American man, I like tits and ass just as much as the next guy. Of course, the next guy can pay a hell of a lot more for it than I can..." Jack motioned his thumb in Roberts direction, from behind his duffle bag.

"Enough! You will talk to my wife with more respect, Jackson, or you will be staying at a hotel for the night!"

"Fine, sorry, I bet you're a real classy dame, Daniella. Should I avert my gaze from her too, big brother?" He rolled his eyes.
 
She rolled her eyes at all of it especially at Robert talking about respect. He had clearly told his brother about her but did Jack also know the abusive monster his brother was? Maybe that was Robert's game Jeckyl and Hyde routine with his brother to get him to stay in a motel instead so he would not come running to her aid like he would since he knew what she did. Unconsciously she rubbed at her wrist a little till she caught Robert's glare.

Well at least you two have talked and his marriage is not a complete surprise to you Jack.
 
"Stop that." Robert mouthed to Daniella silently as he caught her rubbing at her wrists. Last thing he needed right now is for his boy scout of a brother to stick his nose into their affairs, trying to sniff out some bull shit charge of domestic abuse. He continued eyeing her sharply.

"Oh, no, of course not, he's as proud as a peacock of you and jealous as a Damn wild bore too. I can see why, you are very easy on the eyes and if you dance half as good as he claims, I'd probably nut in my pa... shit, sorry, manners, right?"

Roberts teeth grinding could almost be heard over that last comment. He was seething and there would be hell to pay for it once he got her behind closed doors.
 
Once they arrived home she nodded as the driver helped her from the limo and she walked towards the door ahead of them so Jack would hopefully not catch any change in her at Robert's glare increased anger.

Estella... We are home.

She called out as the older woman who had worked for Robert and Jack's parents rounded the corner.

Where is soldier too good to send post card to old lady?

Estella smiled arms open expecting a hug from Jack eyes on Robert as if to challenge him to say anything. Estella was never one to cross but also knew she was too old to prevent the arguments Robert and Daniella had.
 
Jack sighed, thinking Daniella had jumped out of the limo so fast to get away from him.

"Was it something I said?" He asked rhetorically, with a wry grin.

He got out and immediately canted his head like a curious dog.

"Estella?" He looked up to see their child hood care take standing in the door way with open arms.

"Estella!" He dashed up to the portly old woman and hugged her, lifting her off her feet.

"Not too good to write, no, never too good." He kissed her cheek before setting her down.

"Please, do forgive, hard to write from desert land, always on the move, very little time." He mimicked her lovely Russian accent. "Like they say in mother Russia, post sends you." He teased her.

Glancing up at Daniella, he smiled, his eyes shining with happy tears. "And this one, you've been taking good care of, yes?" He asked Estelle, nodding in Daniella's direction.
 
Daniella... She eat like a little bird... And grumpy here no help... She too tiny but I do what I can.

Estella Ied them into the dining room and smiled as the food was brought out past her first to inspect it. This gave Daniella time and distraction to compose herself a little before having to deal with Jack or Robert.
 
"Oh?" Jack gave Daniella a suspect look. "Rare for anyone to resist Mama Estelles home cooking , well, don't worry, I'm back now . And you know how much I like to eat, don't you, mama?" Jack patted his stomach and smacked his lips as all the delicious food went parading past them. "I hope grouchy has been treating you right?"
 
Daniella just sighed.

I love her food she just fixes way too much for the few of us around here. But let's eat okay.

Estella smiled and hugged her before answering about Robert.

You brother still know better than to upset me... Might stop fixing that stew he love so much. But Robert still Robert... Grouchy and never know when to step back and relax.
 
"She does cook for an army... Which suits me just fine, yes let's eat!" Jack glanced at Daniella again when Estelle spoke about Robert. "My brothers not... treating you badly, is he?" He linked arms with Daniella and walked her to the dining room.
 
Why would you ask such a thing?

Daniella raised a brow at him before glancing to Robert only to catch the challenge look on Estella's face as she watched Robert.
 
"Just getting a vibe here. Somethings up, and I don't like it." He made sure to talk softly enough that only Daniella could hear him.
 
I have no idea what you are talking about.

Daniella slipped from his arm and over to her usual chair by Robert and smiled to her husband as he at least held the chair out for her.

As always Estella it smells wonderful and I am happy you now can literally cook for the army nodding to Jack.
 
Jack watched Daniella walk to the far side of the dining table after feigning ignorance over what he was talking about.

He still suspected his brother of abuse, otherwise she would have been more sharp in her response.

She seemed so dismissive... something was definitely up.

The way the two of them interacted was pretty telling as well.

He averted his eyes as she smiled at his brother and took a seat himself.

He chuckled at her quip though.
 
Dinner was peaceful event of typical conversations and pleasantries. Daniella however did not miss a couple of glances from Robert that told her the potential of her night. She hoped either he would think better of his anger or that Jack was such a sound sleeper that he would not hear anything.
 
After dinner Robert asked Estelle to show Jack to his room then turned to Daniella. "Darling, won't you please come with me?" He asked, an iciness in his voice.

Once behind closed doors in their room, he locked the door and turned to her. "So, how do you like my brother?" He tugged at his tie, loosening it. Then he started unbuttoned his shirt, giving her a nod. "You know what to do..."
 
She unbuttoned the dress an almost distant look slipping over her eyes. Fighting him was pointless... This was her life whatever abuse or use Robert dished out. Sitting on the edge of the bed she waited as always as he began whatever rant as he got undressed or the silence till he was ready.
 
"Good girl, now lay back and part your legs." Robert instructed her as he tossed his shirt aside and began undoing his pants. "You never answered my question... what do you think of my brother?" He pushed his pants down, revealing the bulge of his manhood beneath his black silk boxers. "You know I don't like being ignored, Daniella." He hissed as he strode over to her freeing his cock and forcing her legs apart. "Not." He reached down and tore her panties sharply from her. "One" he forced his way between her thighs. "Bit!" Then he roughly thrust into her.
 
I guess he is alright.

She winced as she answered him. Biting her lip at the pain from his normal "affections". Maybe his temper had faded with a wonderful meal.
 
It was more a ritual act of ownership than anything resembling affection, the way Robert fuel his wife. He plunged into her depths with a gleam in his eyes. "Alright?" He reached out and touched her face, almost tenderly but then moved his hand to her throat. "Decent?" The threat of his hand there was clear, he had dabbled with asphyxiation with her before, hoping to get some excitement out of it but she never got into it. "Respectable?"he asked her, slowly tightening his hand on her neck. "Don't play games with me, I saw him sniffing for trouble, don't ever think I don't know what's going on. If you even think about telling him our little arraingment... so help me, I'll fuck you both up!" As he hissed his warning in her ear, he surged against her harder and harder, his grip on her throat nearly cutting off her ability to breath. It wasn't until he cam, hot and hard deep inside hef that he let her go, rolling off of her onto his side. "Now go clean yourself, I don't want you getting pregnant."
 
Slowly making her way to their private bathroom and sank into a nice hot bath. Hopefully he would be asleep before she left the bath. Sitting there she knew he could hurt her but she doubted he could hurt Jack... After all Jack was a trained soldier and well Robert was... Robert so there was no telling. Did Jack know how Robert was? Had Robert always been this dark and abusive? She shuddered thinking about it and tried to put it all out of her mind and relax.
 
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