e an outsider in her own house and had to live with her
she thinking about
Nathan, whose expression had not changed a bit.
left her inheritance to a bloodless
et out of my hou
d his eyebro
ed. Crystal was a little s
not! She frowned and brought the vehicle up to 220 mph. The cars next to them disappeared behind them like f
he lever, covering Crystal's hand. He suddenly jerked the gea
a loud crashing sound as the Mercedes hit a Buick Regal and r
and the airbags exploded to sav
ession on his face. And then he unfastened Crystal's se
s is so surreal - she thought as
sed, but no one answered. And because the glass was tinted, she couldn't look
window rolled down, and Carlos - her b
sed, his hair was messy, and t
g to run into him, but all she felt w
uld do was stare. Her brain hurt sudde
arlos had held her hands and said, "Crystal, you are the apple of my ey
to make her happy, he had purchased a license plate with her birthdate on it. Time had passed,
Carlos was making love to a
experience for them - C
lamely. "Is that you?" He stepped out of th
arlos," Crystal asked sarcastica
m to know that he had that kind of power over her. She wanted him to t
d and shuffled his feet. "
ing gently and politely, but he did
ar, she saw the other woman was in a state of undress. Her ample bosom had been on display, despite ho
dn't see the
rlos, but he grabbed her hand.
can go now. Cry on your
tears she wished that she could have held back. His sudde
like this?" She was wearing a yellow tight strapless T-shirt. She had gotten dressed, but the shirt was too ti
n to recognize her. She would have reco
Joyce Henry! They shared the same f
on Joyce's face was
then she sneered, "Do you know
er head, "I'm n
, "You're cle
er. Boohoo! Poor Crystal Smith. You're such a joke. You think you're still a princess, but you're not. You're garbage. Human filth and that is why Carlos didn't want to have anything to do with you
're a slut, and he's an asshole; what a perfect match between you tw
as just a matter of time before you found it out. And now that the cat's out o
doned her and her mother because of Joyce's mother, and now h
ind her back for a long time. Before he could answer, though, Joyce cut in. She said, "Why do you care? Didn't you spend last night on Nathan's
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an early warning that this story will be contained harsh and abusive words. Yet, I am
you my w
Shann