Arian Rose is a woman in an abusive unfulfilling relationship unknowing falls for Mafia royalty Elijah Legrone
Arian Rose is a woman in an abusive unfulfilling relationship unknowing falls for Mafia royalty Elijah Legrone
"Why do you always find a way to make me hurt you Arian? Do you like making me look like a fool? Do you like embarrassing me?" Each question being punctuated with a slap. I don't bother fighting back yet I settle for hiding my face and pleading for him to stop.
All that I can do is hope that he tires out soon with each hit I see a white light and I know that if he doesn't stop soon I'll pass out. I can't recall what I did this time to make him so angry I tried to make the night go as smoothly as possible. I knew it would be a big night for him as he'd just made partner at his firm. They hosted a dinner in his honor, I tried my best not to embarrass him but with Damien's standards not embarrassing him is never an easy task.
"You think it's okay to stare at other men right in front of me, I shouldve known better than to marry someone at classless as you!" Stare at other men? I wouldn't dare look at anyone else but Damien he is the love of my life or at least I thought he was. Things are completely different from what they were before, There was a time Damien would rather die than hit or disrespect me he is so different from the man he used to be.
I'm dragged out of my thoughts by Damien throwing me into the bed. "Go clean that shit up!" He hissed while simultaneously grabbing his keys and leaving the room.
I wait for the front door to shut and for his car to pull out of the driveway before I let out the deepest scream I could muster. I don't understand how this has become my life. I always said I would never endure abuse yet here I am cleaning up the blood from yet another fit.
I look at myself in the mirror embarrassed at what I've become and the abuse that I've allowed, always thinking that it would get better thinking that if i can meet Damien's constant rising expectations that he would revert back to the man I married. "I have to leave." Saying it aloud makes me believe I really will. In the past 6 years I've had many moments like these in front of this mirror but I still never leave.
I keep thinking of the man Damien used to be the man I fell in love with. He was always so gentle and respectful with me in the 2 years we dated I rarely saw him lose his temper. The man he is now completely blindsided me.
I look at my right eye that's almost swollen shut and my bruised cheeks I look at the bruises that adorn my caramel skin some old and almost gone some fresh. This is what I've allowed for 6 years this what I endured in hopes of my perfect fairytale husband coming back. "How could you be so naive Arian?" I ask myself aloud. I realize now that he won't change I've realized it before but I still always held out hope that he would but now I don't think I have any hope left.
I stood in the bathroom mirror for what seemed like a lifetime. Giving myself one more once over I leave the bathroom and go to the bedroom window. Damien isn't back yet and he probably won't be for the night, that's his it usually goes he beats the daylights out of me and then leaves me to go do god knows what. Before I could stop myself I trade in my torn evening gown for a pair of sweatpants and a tshirt. I grab two tote bags from the closet and start to fill them with necessities as fast as I can. My heart is beating a mile a minute and I can barely think as I rush around the room grabbing anything I may need while simultaneously praying Damien doesn't come back anytime soon. Only god knows what he would do to me if he caught me trying to leave. I give the bedroom one more once over making sure I have everything I need before I turn the light off and head to Damien's office. He keeps a wall safe for emergencies. I swiftly put in the code before hearing it click open. My jaw drops, I've never actually been in Damien's wall safe before now. What does a lawyer need with this much liquid cash, I sometimes suspect Damien has some shady activity going on but I could never put my finger on it and I never wanted to pry. I take six ten thousand dollars stacks one for each year of this hellish marriage and stuff them in one of my tote bag. I close the safe before running to the front door and out to my car. I hurriedly pull off giving a sigh of relief and I watch the prison I called home disappear in my rear view. "Where do I go now?" I think aloud mulling over my options I can't go to my parents looking like this. My dad would be furious and my mom would just worry plus I haven't spoken to them in a few years Damien always gave me hell when it came to me communicating with my family. Mulling over my options more I call my sister. My chest thumps with every unanswered ring. "Hello si-" "Robynn I left Damien he was beating on me an has been for years and I dont know where else to go."
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out. When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage. I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was. He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt. "You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon." I froze, thinking he was joking too. My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love. Eventually, I was about to marry Liam. But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Hidden for years by the state despite a fortune worth billions, Grace bounced through three foster homes. At her fourth stop, the wealthy Holden family showered her with care, sparking spiteful claims she was a despicable grifter. Those lies died when a university president greeted her. "Professor, your lab's ready." A top CEO presented a folder. "Boss, our profits soared by 300% this year!" An international hacker organization came to her doorstep. "The financial market would crash without you!" Colton, a mysterious tycoon, pinned her softly. "Fun's over. Let's go make some babies." Grace's cheeks flared. "I didn't agree to that!" He slid a black card into her hand. "One island per baby."
"Please... f*ck me. I'm burning." Those weren't the words Aurora Blaire ever thought she'd say-especially not on the night of her engagement party. But one reckless, forbidden night shattered everything she believed about herself. A twenty-two-year-old virgin raised to be perfect, Aurora suddenly wakes up in the wrong bed-with a stranger who isn't her fiancé. Her innocence, her reputation, her future-one night threatens it all. And watching her fall apart? A ruthless, possessive billionaire with eyes dark enough to swallow sin. He saw her trembling, her tears, and something inside him snapped. He didn't want to use her-he wanted to protect her. To shield her from the wicked world. To claim her. To make her his. He's willing to burn the world to keep her safe... But the only person he can't protect her from is... himself.
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."
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