What would be your reaction if you found yourself held captive by a mafioso? This is the story of Sibelle. Follow Sibelle's story to discover how she manages to take the hardened heart of the golden eagle.
Chapitre Ier
So pretty
What happened to cause me to find myself chained here with other girls, in unsanitary cells,
Andrea, where is my friend?
- Andrea, Andrea?
- I'm here, Sibelle
She is in the same cell as me, but just behind. She throws herself into my arms, pulling the chain that hinders her movements.
She starts to cry and so do I
- Are you doing well ?
- What happened ?
- We were kidnapped.
- Sniff, Sniff, Sniff, what will happen to us?
- Calm down, we'll get through this.
- what, we are all chained, here who will be able to save us?
We hear armed men coming, they open the cells, enter and start pulling and throwing us out of the cell
- Go straight ahead
We are moving forward, there are about twenty of us, I ask a girl close to me:
How long have you been here? I'm Sibelle and you?
- My name is Lupita, I have been here for 3 days, I came to find others who had been here for a week. According to the conversations, they were waiting for a large number of us to do the auction.
What, are they going to sell us? May the Virgin of Guadalupe help us.
- Be quiet over there, move forward in silence. Those that are blank go to the right, the others to the left, don't because we are going to check.
a young blonde girl, around 16 to 27 years old, comes out of the row with me, the others go to the other side, I am separated from Andréa, we look at each other with tears in our eyes.
- It'll be fine Sibelle, we'll get through this, okay, I'll do everything to find you.
We arrive in a large room, in the middle there is a woman in her fifties who shows us two girls:
Go wash them, permanent laser hair removal as usual, they have to be more than beautiful, we have to get as much mileage out of them as possible.
we are taken to a large bathroom
- Undress
they run a bath, we are installed one after the other, washed dried, installed on a table for laser hair removal.
- Excuse me, is that wrong?
They burst out laughing
- You will certainly be in pain here but, no less than where you are going, that is what should worry you. enough chatter, shut up and let us work, time is running out.
the big boss will arrive soon. Everything must be ready. I lie down and let her do her work, remembering what brought me here.
With all this agitation I did not introduce myself: my name is Garcia Sibelle Hernandez I am 21 years old, I study at the National University
Autonomous of Mexico (UNAM), I am in my second year. I went out on Saturday evening with Andréa to support her because I don't usually like going out, but this evening she forced my hand a little
AND this is where it got us. To be sold like slaves.
Where are we ? how long has it been since the kidnapping? Where are we going ?
Perle was adopted at birth, she does not know her biological parents. Great was her surprise when she was arrested for theft while she was a waitress during a reception by a prince of the United Arab Emirates. Except that Pearl has never stolen anything in her life, but the Prince insists on showing her a photo of her except that it's not her in the photo. Does she have a twin sister? Who is she ? What does she do for a living? Is she a thief? Pearl and crystal look the same as two drops of water except that internally they are two distinct sides of the same coin. And who is this man who during the day is the most respectable of men while at night he becomes the man feared by all for his cruelty?
My name is Émeraude and I had the misfortune to meet one day, a man who later became my boyfriend, years later, he became my Mac, because with blackmail, he forced me to prostitute myself , until the day I met the man who would come and take me under his thumb.
Résumé When I met this man for the first time, I was captivated, I fell in love with him, but I'm not his type of woman, he likes them sophisticated, very beautiful, manicured. When he finally met me noticed, it was mad love, he loves me, and I love him but, I didn't know thatbehind him was his twin brother, identical to him, who pretended to be him, and I loved making love with him without knowing it was his twin, now I know it wasn't not him and he knows that I slept with his brother, his brother, don't want to let me go, he saysthat I will be there for him, again, willingly or by force. His brother is in all his states, Between a CEO brother and the other mafioso who should you choose? the CEO ? , the Mafioso? Or ....? No, I don't dare think about it.
I am in a dilemma, the boss of my husband threatens me: either, I lay with him, or my husband goes to prison. What should I do? I love my husband, I do not want him to go to jail, but I can not and do not want to deceive him. I am lost.
Noura was a young girl full of dreams, and in love, in love with her boss's only son, she who is only a mixed-race bastard whose father we don't know. Daniel took advantage of Noura's innocence, after having had what he wanted, he and his parents kicked her out, without knowingthat she wasn't leaving alone, she was pregnant. A few years later, Noura found her father, a wealthy London businessman who had been looking for him for years. Her son has grown up, he is three years old, and the ungrateful man looks exactly like his father. Even if she wanted to forget him, it was impossible, because her son's face constantly reminds her of her father. Now Noura is rich and powerful, but she has never forgotten the humiliation she was subjected to, she decides to take revenge, to return the favor, but how? Follow me to discover this fascinating dilemma I love him or hate him? When Daniel sees Noura after all theseyears, he cannot resist her charm, except that she is no longer this naive girl.
Summary I demand justice, after having spent three years in prison, then released after having proven my innocence, I found my twins, whom I hid from their father. When I got out, I learned that my ex-fiancé, the father of my children married my best friend. Who benefited from my incarceration?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
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.
"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."
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."