A helpless woman, cheated on by her husband, after being broke and heartbroken, finds love and support in a man much older than her. A millionaire gentleman, who will not only give her a shoulder to cry on but will also make her feel the most loved and desired woman in the world.
Megan Owen
"Miss, do you want to have your morning coffee?"
"Yes Rouse, please," I replied to my employee, the only person who cared about me lately. After four years of marriage and a seemingly solemn life, I embrace myself and regret not having reciprocated love.
"Here is my girl! Are you sure you shouldn't go to the doctor?" Rouse stared at me like a weirdo, my face marked by my husband's fury, it was a sign of imminent suffering. Maybe that's why Rouse was asking. I swallowed the hard lump that went through my throat and just shook my head.
"No Rouse, it's okay! "I hoarded the cup of coffee, as if the warmth of the porcelain gave comfort to my bitter existence and took a sip. The night before Mason had not come to sleep, one more night added to the oblivion of his absence.
I stared out the window of the big mansion, a few years ago this was what I longed for most in my life, I got married in love and full of illusion. A complete fantasy. My parents inherited a small empire from me when they died, but my husband took my money, made me believe that he did it for me.
I took the last sip of the hot cup of coffee, when suddenly my husband's car entered the great path of the house; the beautiful Ferrari with which he took me to the beach... It's been weeks since the last time.
I fixed my silk robe, and made sure my hair was in place, I just wanted Mason to love me and make me his wife, I just wished with my soul that I would go back to being the woman he swore to love at the altar.
The door suddenly opened and there he was. My husband was a man a couple of years older than me, an engineer for a large telecommunications company, he had a good position, with which he earned an amount of more than 6 figures a month. He was a genius! On top of that, he was too handsome, elegant and superior. Everything a woman would want for herself.
"What do you do without showering at this hour?" He looked me up and down with disdain. His brown eyes swept over my body with contempt.
"I woke up a short time ago, I couldn't sleep all night. Where were you?"
Mason raised an eyebrow and looked at me mockingly in his smile.
"What do you care about where I was, woman, take a bath, you smell terrible," he said that only with the intention of making me feel terrible, because he didn't even approach me to give me a kiss.
"Mason, we can't continue in this situation, rumors say that you are being unfaithful to me, I feel terrible, my love please, let's seek couples therapy, please," I begged him with anguish.
"Couples therapy? I have not divorced you because of the clauses of our assets, you do not understand that I no longer love you Megan, you must accept it."
I felt how his words stuck straight into my heart and completely shattered my interior.
"But... I have something to tell you, you can't do this to me right now, right now when I need you the most..." Tears began to roll down my cheeks without any control. Mason acted as my executioner, and a very cruel and merciless one.
"What are you talking about, woman?" Don't take up any more of my time because I have to go to work.
"Mason, please," I wanted to faint. "My love, the news I have to give you can improve our marriage."
Mason tightened his brow and growled like a wounded wolf.
"Damn Megan! I hope what you have to tell me is important or I promise... "
"Mason please" I slowly approached him, feeling how the warmth of my tears ran down my cheeks, I didn't care that two days ago he had marked my face with a blow, because the solution to all our problems was growing in my belly.
"Now, how stupid are you going to go out Megan?"
I smiled excitedly, "I'm pregnant with my love, we're going to be parents."
Mason 's countenance changed, his expression was malevolent, his eyes burned with anger, and his reddened face frowned with the expressions of violence he displayed.
"What Megan? I haven't slept with you for days, I'm not that bastard's father, bitch Did you cheat on me?"
Mason clenched his hands, and stood up standing higher than usual, my hands began to tremble, and the words did not come out of my mouth.
"I... I.... "
"Tell me Megan, you're an underhanded bitch!"
"No. No Mason please I have two months, in that time you were still making love to me, please calm down, I am pregnant and ..."
"You got pregnant to catch me," Mason was too angry, to the point that he made me feel deep nerves, my heart was beating violently in my chest, I felt like it was going to come out.
"I... I "
"You, what? You're crazy! Manipulative, but that child cannot be born."
Hearing that, I turned away from him and covered my belly with my hands to protect my beloved treasure.
"Don't tell me that, our son is the salvation of our marriage, you always wanted to be a father. Please"
He approached me furiously, clasped his hands, and without a word, struck a blow to my face, the first of an avalanche of many.
"No!" NO please, don't hurt me, No! "I begged desperately, I tried to look to the sides I could find to defend myself, but it seemed that the universe had erased everything around me and left me at the mercy of a dark and bloodthirsty man.
He pushed me hard, causing me to fall to the ground, and at that moment, the nefarious thing came, he never hit me in that way, his strong kicks were delivered to my belly and on my hands that protected him, causing me deep pain, not only physically, but my heart and soul, was breaking inside.
"NO! Help!"
"That son of yours can't be born a bitch," His crude words came out of his mouth as if they were sharp knives. My tears fell at the same time that I felt that everything around me was fading, I begged heaven to protect my little offspring, but I knew that all was lost when the pain that invaded my lower belly was uncontainable.
Although I tried to defend myself, my small body did not resist the imposing force of that lofty gentleman. Mason Briston, I was killing my humanity and that of my little one.
My vision filled with blood and one last blow knocked me unconscious.
Roxanne Meyers's life shatters when her husband's addiction to gambling spirals out of control. Expecting their first child, her world collapses further upon discovering his infidelity-with her own cousin. But her nightmare deepens when Salvatore Gianluca, a ruthless mob boss and her husband's creditor, enters her life. To settle the debt, Salvatore takes Roxanne as collateral, knowing her husband's apathy and convincing her that the price she must pay... is the child she carries. What starts as a heartless and one-sided surrogacy arrangement turns into Roxanne's relentless struggle to reclaim her freedom. Yet, escaping Salvatore proves impossible as their interactions ignite an undeniable tension that pulls her closer to him. As forbidden emotions grow between them, Roxanne faces a harrowing battle: Salvatore's determination to claim her child against her fierce resolve to protect it. Can Roxanne escape unscathed from Salvatore's iron grip, or will her growing connection to the merciless mobster lead her down an irreversible path?
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