Home was never a good place for her, she is hurt, damaged and she has faced a lot which makes her not to trust anyone. Sara isn't what she looks like, she is the book with missing pages, a girl that can bring your worst nightmares to life. she is the definition of sin. The silent ones always create the large storm.
Darkness, that was all I could see, it was almost like I was blind. I don't know where I was or who took me, the last thing I could remember was coming back home from the party. I winced in pain as I try to adjust my sitting position, the floor was hard almost like I was sited on a rock, my body hurts I could feel pain everywhere, I tried to figure out what was wrong with me when I heard sounds, heavy footsteps some one was coming, the footsteps became louder and louder it was coming close to me.
My heart pounded hard as I smelt a strong cigarette odor the smell was getting stronger as the footsteps we're louder, I gasped when I felt a huge hand on my lap. "Good morning princess" I heard a voice, I could figure out the person was very close to me, as he spoke a strong hint of cocaine hit me. I could feel my body shivering as he kept his disgusting hand on my shoulder.
"Get off me, don't touch me" I shouted while moving from him. "Don't shout at me princess, I brought you a friend" He said while caressing my cheek, then I felt a warm watery skin on my cheek, he caught me off guard when I felt his hand on my tits gently massaging and squeezing them, I let out a sorrowful moan when he squeezed them harder. his hands felt rough, it was hard, he took no mercy while he was squeezing my tits, when his left hand squeezed them again, I felt pain, a kind of pain I couldn't describe.
"stop, please stop, I beg you please stop it" I said for the ninth time. I felt disgusted this man was touching me everywhere, I wanted to run, I wanted to push him off me, I tried using my hand or legs but I figured out both my hands and legs were tied. I felt hot tears escaping my eyes, I tried to stop my self I didn't want to think about what this man could do to me next. I have gone through a lot since I was little, I was never loved or care for, My parents died when I was Five I was been adopted by a family, no one loved me they hated me.
Sometimes I wished I was never born, I wished my mom killed me in her womb , My step mom uses very opportunity to insult and abuse me, I always wondered why she adopted me, she hated me, am sure she must me happy that am gone. The only people I had we're my friends, They we're the reason I even went to that party, I use to think all humans are vile and wicked until I met them, there we're the only people that actually cared for me. I was brought out of my thought when I felt his hand go down to the edge of my gown. God please don't let this happen, I promise I won't drink again, please stop this from happening I begged silently as I sobbed.
he slowly raised my gown, his disgusting hand massaging my thighs softly, as I felt his warm breath on my neck, then I felt his tongue licking and sucking my bare skin, I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning, he was about yanking my panties when a loud scream distracted him from what he was doing. I heard him stand up, his footsteps we're heavier. "I told you to f**king stay outside". He shouted loudly, I felt bad for who ever he was talking to, all I could hear was screams and cries. Next thing I knew I heard a loud sound beside me, someone was there, the person cried silently. "Don't worry princess, we will continue when I get back" He said his voice was like a thousand glass crushed. His footsteps became far and far I didn't want him to come back, I wanted to run, I need to get out of here as much as I hate to say this I want to go back home. Home I said to myself while a tear escaped my eye.
A home is a where a family who love one another lived, a home is where families have stupid pointless arguments yet they reconcile, where there is love and happiness, I don't have a home, where I lived wasn't a home it was hell.
Flash Back.
"I'm sorry, please let me go" I sobbed. "your hurting me" I said to my step mom. She dragged me by my hair not caring about the pain she was causing me, she pushed me on the floor, My face made contact with the floor causing my head to bleed, I tried to adjust my position but I ended up hurting myself But it seems like my pain wasn't affecting her she was too busy getting another bottle of acid.
"You dare bring a boy into the house" She shouted while coming towards me.
"We..we.. we.. had a project together, I didn't even." Before I could finish explaining I felt a burn on my leg, she poured the acid. "I swear I didn't know he was coming, I had no idea mom, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" but all my pleas fall on deaf ears I was getting punished again just like every other day. I had no idea Robert was going to show up, we had a project I told him we will do it in school but he didn't listen to me.
This happens every day, sometimes I wished I could wake up dead, my step mom will get angry and lash it on me, I wasn't allowed to go out, from school to home that how my life was, being abandoned by my mother was the worst thing that happened to me, I thought she loved me, I thought she cared for me, I thought she will always be there for me. Mom always promised forever, but forever just a lie, a facade.
Death would have been better than the life I am living, I wish I was dead.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.