Jeiel was a jovial little girl growing up, until things change and she ends up doing the unusual to survive and restore her innocence and seek justice
"She took her last breath and I watched her, tears rolling down my cheeks. Not tears of pain but of joy, relieve and fulfillment. That was my mother, my own mother." Said Jeiel. "My mother had just kicked the curb and I was happy."
You must be wondering why a 15 year old child would rejoice at the demise of her own born mother. Well, this is my story.
My parents got married in their teens, which is typical in the olden African setting. My mom said she loved my dad and they would usually sneak out at night, under the bright moonlight and take walks down the paths of their village. "These were sweet memories" she would say while blushing and that made me usually wonder what my life would be like with a soulmate. I wanted to be just like my parents. Mom said these didn't last because she got pregnant with me and had marry my father, which she loved but felt it was too early. My dad worked very hard so he could provide his little family with all they would need. So I cannot say we were poor because we had 3 square meals and went to a Private school in Port harcourt Nigeria. When I was 4year old, I begged my parents to give me a sibling and they in fact listened and I got my very own baby. Those were the good times. Daddy went to work early every morning, making sure to provide for us. He dropped me off at school and made sure to pick me up after school closed. We came home to eat the delicious meals mommy usually cooks, She was an amazing cook and I could say it was a home at my house. On my birthdays or my sisters's, daddy would treat my classmates with snacks and juice and then take the family to the park and I must say, life was good. I had all I could ever want and need, and though mummy seemed happy With us, her smiled fooled all of us.
I started noticing her other side when my sister turned 2. I was 6 and my mom forced my dad to open her a small business and my dad did, provided she would not forget About her duties as a wife and a mother. Mom of course agreed and that is when the entire drama began.
Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.
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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