Story about an orphan trying to survive She dont believe in love
It was almost ten at night, I was dragging my sore feet back to my home. Many will not call it home but at least I have a roof over my head and source of clean water this is more than enough for me. With the salary I receive every month, I cannot afford even a normal 1 bedroom apartment. So I am currently renting a small a small basement room, courtesy of my landlord Ms Kepner. I got heater, a small bath, portable stove and bed.
I arrived at my home, unlocking my door, I quickly put my bag aside and jump on my bed.
I am super tired, I work multiple job, anything that can give me income. Today I work as cleaning lady at a very luxury hotel replacing one of their staff that currently on maternity leave. I have no qualification to get permanent job since I dropped out from high school right after my parent's death and I am not good at talking to people due to my severe anxiety disorder. I panicked easily and when I do, I forget how to breathe and pass out. Taking up gig as a cleaning lady is somehow suitable for me as I dont really need to interact with people.
I am 20 years old this year, I grown up well I am not too thin like barbie but some said I have a perfect curve. I have dark brown hair and honey gold eyes and a plump lips. I know if I make myself presentable I can be considered pretty or beautiful but I prefer wearing jeans and hoodies on daily basis. I dont even feel worthy to show my skin because it full of scars. Yes you heard me scars, a gift from my parent.
My late dad and late stepmother did numbers on me. I knew they hated me, dad said I am a trash, whore, while my step mother did was clapping along. Both of them physically and mentally abused me. Some day they would beat me, receiving slap and kick on my stomach was normal for me. Once he poured hot boiling water on me because I made mistake when I prepared his breakfast. There are few bruises from the hit I received using his belt. They normally avoid hitting on my face, nobody know or care about me after all. We were living like poor people do. Dad was a lorry driver while my stepmother was working in club. So when the police officer came to the house to let me know they both died in a car accident, I dont even know how to responds, I felt numb. To avoid from being taken away by child services I ran away the same night. I know where my stepmother stack her cash, so I just chuck everything and take the first bus to the city. I only brought along few photo of my real mom and me and 2 pair of clothes.
When I arrived I saw I was clueless as to where I should go, its a busy city. The money I have only enough to last me for a week that if I eat a piece of bread once a day.
On my second day, when I was looking around for a job I saw an old lady having difficulties to walk with her cane and the groceries she had. I decided to help her, the lady is Ms Kepner my landlord, she allow me to stay in the basement to show her gratitude. Which is more than enough compared to sleeping in the park when I first came to the city. Ms Kepner living in an apartment complex in an old poor neighbourhood in outskirt of the city. She is a retired teacher and basically own the whole building, the apartment has around 6 small apartment including one she live by herself. She did not ask for any rent from me living in the basement so I decided to occasionally help her, for buying her groceries, cleaning and cooking which she seem satisfied with me.
I open my wallet checking the bills left, I will always set aside few bucks for my daily needs and bus fare. the rest of my salary I keep in the bank as I want to prepare if in case anything happen I have enough tp rent an apartment. I should have enough by now but I also need to set aside for my medical bill. I started to have bad migraine and my anxiety has gotten worse over time, so I paid a visit to doctor and was prescribed to take antidepressent and few others. Doctor diagnosed me with PTSD thanks to my abusive parent.
My real mother's name is Sarah Winston. I saw about her in newspaper. She is a wealthy CEO of an IT company. Dad told me that she was born an raise as a wealthy daughter and her parent did not approve their relationship because dad is only a small worker in Winston family, a year after their marriage I was born and she just left me with dad and go back to her wealthy family. It broke dad, so he unleash his bitterness and anger towards me plus as I grow up I look a lot like her and that angered him more. I have no memories with my real mother. She left me thats all that matter so I dont think she ever love the child like me. I was always hoping that she has her own reason whatever it is but not once she ever came back. We had never move from our house so I stop believing in miracle, as dad always remind me, I am worthless no one love me, even my own mother abandon me. That is the reason I never try to look for her even we live in the same city.
The story about love, friendship and trust. She love him so much that she trust him wholeheartedly. They have been together for 5 years and 1 week left before the wedding. She is Isla, a beautiful blue eyed orphaned girl that believe love can overcome anything. In this world there are 2 people she love the most her bestfriend David and the love of her life Adam. They graduated from the same University, while Adam and David come from family with money, Isla was a scholarship student. Eventhough with different status and background Adam’s family treated Isla like their own daughter. So what can go wrong?
She love him for as long as she can remember He hates her for as much as she love him
Claire Johnson Daughter of Derek Johnson and Mary Johnson, a very wealthy man in country S in fashion and retail industry. She has been living in a sheltered and unrealistic life. Her father was overprotective since he lost his wife due to heart failure, she suffered from a Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy a disease which hereditary and Clair has inherited the same condition. She cannot be stimulated, tired, she cant drink alcohol, she cant do excessive work and she regularly fainted. So Derek is very protective of his dear daughter, she has to take a lot of medicine and vitamin since tender age. But all this attention to his daughter he forget to take care of himself. It only need a sudden heart attack to make his daughter lost her protector. Alex Anderson A handsome man and a billionaire in country A that can melt any woman. He is a notorious playboy, He did not believe in love as he has been with a lot of woman and he think there is no pure girl in this world. He hates emotional attachment with anyone but his family and his 2 bestfriend.He is born in a loving family and they are very much his everything. His parent still love each other so much and he have 2 nosy twin sister Mia and Sara. And he despises women who are pretentious and weak. For him kind is weak, gentle is weak. His parent was the opposite of him and he believe people will take advantage when you show kindness and thats how he built his own empire despite coming from an `old money`. His wealth even surpasses his family wealth. Can Alex be Clair new protector? Does Clair need a new protector? Let see
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."