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"A worthless bitch is what you will ever be! " Her husband yelled, his hands swung to hit her across her face! "Why don't you just go and die already, can you stop forcing yourself on him, he will never love you, you're so pathetic! " His mistress spat in disdain and hatred. Aurora James thought she married the love of her life, but he turned out to be her greatest nightmare. When he forced her to bear another man's child, she had no choice but to give up her child. Four years later, broken and shattered, she set out in to find the man who fathered her child. Never in her wildest dream had she except it to be Tremont Stone. The cold-hearted and ruthless Billionaire that owns half of her state! He stared coldly at the tiny ugly woman who had bumped into him. "Who are you, woman! " He thundered. "I want one thing from you, and that is my son!"
CHAPTER ONE
It was late in the night, the cold rain pounded mercilessly against the cold skin of Aurora Gibson, her wild hair was splattered on a pale looking face. Her small frame looked even more fragile than usual.
She was completely drenched to the skin but her heart was too numb to realize it, neither did she realize the weird stares she earned as she roamed the street in no preferred direction
The few hours she had spent in the doctor's office replayed in her mind continuously, his softly spoken but fatal statement lingered in her head.
Sam was only six!
He hasn't even gotten to learn anything about life!
Aurora's feet slowed to a stop and she realized she had somehow managed to find her way home if the large cold building in front of her could be described as such.
She lifted her chin to stare at the stormy clouds, perhaps they provided more comfort than what was waiting for her behind the beautiful gates.
The moment she stepped into the large living room, her eyes instinctively shifted up the stairs.
Her husband's bedroom.
She wondered if George Peterson was home.
Faint moans which echoed the living room answered her questions.
She didn't realize when her feet slowly led her up the stairs, the pleasurable moans which were coming from her husband's door got even louder.
"Arrgh! I love you so much! Fvck me yes! Show me how much you love me!" The woman's breathless voice sounded.
It wasn't the first time it was happening, but the pain Aurora received in her heart each time hurt a millionth times than the last.
Where had she gone wrong? Why was everyone hellbent on hurting her? Would they only stop when she is dead?
"Yes! fvck me on your matrimonial bed! Yes! Yes!"
She tried to block away from the sounds, she had told herself that she wouldn't shed another tear over her husband's cheating ways, which he hadn't bothered to make a secret of.
The only person who meant the entire world to her was fighting for his life in the hospital.
Her heart squeezed tightly as she remembered Sammie as she loved to call him, his small body had been covered in so many tubes. He wouldn't survive another year, not unless his surgery is performed. But from where was she supposed to get a million dollars?
Her job at the saloon would never raise such an amount, not even in a million years to come!
Her body shivered uncontrollably, and for the first time, she realized how drenched she was, her wet clothes were dripping all over the carpeted floor.
She started to leave when the door behind her clicked open.
"Aurora when did you get here? Were you listening to us this whole time? you should have known not to return early, not when I'm having a good time with your husband. " A sultry voice rang out.
A slow flame spread across Aurora's heart, she didn't want to turn around to find the owner of the voice.
Cassandra Gates.
Her former best friend.
Whatever was left of her grieving heart hardened to stone.
"What is this behavior? You can't look at me even now? I already explained to you so many times, it isn't my fault that your husband fell in love with me, I didn't want to hurt you this way but what could I do? I still consider you my best friend, but apparently, you don't want to even look at me"
The mockery Cassandra hadn't bothered to hide made the flame in Aurora's heart burned even hotter, she turned around to face Cassandra who was dressed in a pale red flimsy material that left little to the imagination, a cold smile spread across her dry lips.
"Exactly how low can you stoop? "
At that moment, George appeared through the door, there wasn't a hint of remorse in his face as he regarded Aurora's drenched form, the disgust apparent on his face.
"I think you both deserve each other, I've never seen a more shameless deserving couple." The smile on Aurora's face was icy, she could not stay in the presence of these disgusting couples for seconds longer, she started to leave, but once again Cassandra's voice stopped her.
"Then why won't you divorce him Aurora, don't you have the slightest bit of self respect? Neither his heart nor his body will ever belong to you! Just what do you need from us? " The desperation Cassandra couldn't hide strained in her voice.
"Nothing, I want nothing from you both!" Aurora lashed out, her gaze lingering from her husband's seething ones to that of his mistress.
"You can have each other! The only thing you can't get is his ring".She made a show of her fingers as she spoke.
" And the baby you are carrying will never get a legitimate name!"
A startled gasp escaped Cassandra's mouth, George immediately stood in front of her as though to protect her in case Aurora decided to launch an attack.
"H..how did you know that?"
Aurora ignored the question, a gasp of sharp pain tore from her mouth when her hand was suddenly tugged harshly.
"You will sign the divorce papers! Or I'll make your life as well as that little brat's hell! "George seethed, his eyes which Aurora had always used to find so intriguing was narrowed into angry slits. The part of her heart that had always used to throb at the sight of him had died long ago.
" Oh, I forgot, the brat is already halfway dead, but I can still deal with you all right!"He continued, a smile spread across his face.
All Aurora could feel now was anger and pure hatred for the man in front of her.
He was making jest of her sick brother!
How could he?!
"Let go! You're disgusting! You'll never be happy! " She spat, when he suddenly shoved away her roughly in anger, her feet slipped way to the ground and before she could get up, a hard kick was delivered to her stomach.
Cassandra watched with a pleasant smile, the arrogant b!tch would finally get a good beating.
Aurora's eyes burned with tears when she was continually being kicked like a rag doll, her whole body hurt badly.
It wasn't the first time he had hit her, but this was worse than anything she had ever received.
"Darling, just leave this slut alone, what if she dies? I don't want you to get into problems, we still have a family to take care of, alright?" Cassandra attached her hand to George's, it wasn't because she felt pity towards Aurora, but she felt the girl might die. But then, wouldn't it be good? If the b!tch is dead, divorce papers would not be needed.
A sigh escaped her mouth, it was too risky just like this, George could get into big trouble.
"Come on, stop it now, I still need you to massage my back, okay?"
The beatings came to an end, all Aurora could manage was shallow pants, her blurry eyes saw George and Cassandra retreating to his bedroom, their laughter were mocking needles that prickled her heart.
She could almost see that George, not this monster, she could almost see the man who she had once loved with everything, whose every smile she craved.
Almost...
And just immediately the door went closed, that George disappeared along with the monster he's now become.
Where did she ever go wrong? Was there something she was supposed to do but failed to?
What was the mistake she had made by marrying the love of her life?
She always had thought nothing could separate their strong bond. How did their love not withstand even the slightest storm?
Curling herself into a tight ball, she continued weeping agonizingly, but the pain in her body was nothing compared to the torment in her heart.
She could only ask herself thoughts.
How could she lose everything? Even the only person she has left was slowly slipping through her fingers.
What had she done so wrong that even the heavens hated her this much?
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