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. "Ouch mum!" I yelped and held my nose that had just been bruised because she didn't miss her target. "What are you doing here?. You intruder!" my mum screamed at me. "Someone please help there is a thief in my house, a murderer, a kidnapper, someone save me,!" My mum suddenly began to yell. "Mum?" I looked very surprised because I couldn't comprehend what was happening. "Don't you even dare to call me that because I am not your mother. The daughter I gave birth to will never be brave enough to spend late nights outside" my mum was giving me a stern warning as she pointed her index finger at me.
Mara's POV
My mum couldn't even wait for me to get close to her room door before she threw her shoe at me.
"Ouch mum!" I yelped and held my nose that had just been bruised because she didn't miss her target.
"What are you doing here?. You intruder!" my mum screamed at me.
"Someone please help there is a thief in my house, a murderer, a kidnapper, someone save me,!" My mum suddenly began to yell.
"Mum?" I looked very surprised because I couldn't comprehend what was happening.
"Don't you even dare to call me that because I am not your mother. The daughter I gave birth to will never be brave enough to spend late nights outside" my mum was giving me a stern warning as she pointed her index finger at me.
Tears flowed from my eyes as I couldn't hold them back anymore.
"I don't know what I have done to you that makes it difficult for you to trust me.
You couldn't even open the door for me last night and you risked my life. I was attacked yesterday and I ran to the house. I ran to my own mother but she shut the door and refused to take me in" I continued my sob as I wiped the tears from my eyes.
"You didn't even bother to ask why I was late and where I had been all this while, you just concluded and decided to scold me. It is so not fair mom because I do everything for you and you don't care about me.
I'm such a horrible child" I managed to talk in between my sobs and I could see that my mother's heart had melted as she walked up to me and tried to touch me but I moved away from her.
"You already denounced me as your daughter. What else do you want?" I wiped my tears.
"I'm sorry Mara, I thought.." My mother was trying to plead with me as she felt very remorseful.
"You thought that I had purposely stayed out late! You thought that I had started doing the things you forbade? But even at that mum. The punishment you gave me last night was more than my offense.
I could have been killed" I interrupted her.
"I'm so sorry, my baby. I didn't mean to but I was so upset" my mum also joined me to cry.
"I'm really sorry, it won't ever happen again okay" my mum was trying to assure me.
"Come I will make your favorite meal for you" my mum promised me as she made her way to the kitchen.
"No mum, I have had breakfast.
My boss was the one that helped me. Come let me tell you everything" I pulled her back and made her sit on her bed as I wiped her tears and began to narrate the whole story to her, cutting off the part where I threatened my own boss of course. I didn't want to put any crazy ideas in her mind.
At Mia's orphanage
"Why are you packing your things Mia?" A little girl came running into Mia.
"I am going for a sleepover at school, Lakshmi said it would be nice" Mia replied as she continued to go through the things that she would be needing.
"Wow! Can I come with you?" The little girl looked at Mia with pleading eyes which had no effect on Mia at all.
"No I don't think the school would allow me to bring you along" she replied the girl.
"But Mia, I won't be in any trouble." The girl wasn't planning on giving up.
" No," Mia blatantly replied. The little girl ran out of the room and soon returned with a lady pulling her by the wrist.
"See aunty, you have to tell Mia that I must go with her or else she won't be allowed to go" the little girl kept on dragging the lady's skirt and the lady was getting really uncomfortable.
"Britney, stop it okay" the lady shunned her and focused her eye on Mia.
"Mia?" The lady called Mia's attention.
"Yes" Mia dropped what she was doing and entwined her hands while she looked at the lady.
"Did you tell anyone that you are going for a sleepover at your school?" The lady was questioning Mia who now looked downwards at her feet.
"No, I didn't," she shrugged.
The lady went closer to her and made her sit in the bed along with her.
"Mia, you cannot just go anywhere you like and anytime you like. You have to inform someone anytime you want to go somewhere or do something outside the orphanage especially when it is past your school hours because we are responsible for you.
Heaven's forbid it if something bad happens to you, we will have to look for a way to find you and if you don't tell us where you went we wouldn't know where to start" the lady was calmly explaining things to Mia who didn't understand why it was necessary to inform someone whenever she decides to leave the orphanage.
"Do you understand Mia?" The lady asked her as she noticed that Mia wasn't quite paying attention to what she was saying.
"Yes" she kept on nodding her head vertically.
"So can I go?" Mia raised her head to look at the lady who just couldn't say no to Mia.
"Yes, but you have to make sure Lakshmi drops you off on Monday" the lady instructed and Mia agreed with her condition.
"But what about me?" the little girl said in her small voice that made the lady giggle.
"You will have to wait till your own school has a sleepover then you can go but for now only Mia can go" the lady smiled at the little girl as she made the little girl sit on her lap and patted her hair.
"That is not fair at all. I want to go please" the little girl was still persistent.
"Britney what did I say about disobedience?" The lady was gentle in her words and it made Mia feel safe.
"You said disobedience is bad and it can put someone into really big trouble" the little girl lowered her voice as she had been shouting.
"Do you want to get into trouble?" The lady asked the little girl who now folded her lips to one side of her face.
"No," the little girl replied with a very sad tone.
"Then don't disobey me okay?. I'll tell you what?" The lady had an idea.
"What aunty?" The little girl suddenly had joy in her voice.
"Since it's Friday and it's the weekend, I'll let you watch all the cartoons you want all throughout the night. Do we have a deal?" The lady brought her hand out for the girl to shake on it.
"So I get to stay up all night?" The girl was overjoyed.
"Yes" the lady smiled and the little girl slapped the lady a low five
"Okay Mia, we will leave you now to continue with your preparations" the lady carried the girl in her arms and left the room.
soon put her in the doggy position where l was smacking her äss and fúckîng her from behind. she was screaming so loudly so l put my fingers in her mouth. when l was about to cúm l pulled out immediately and cúmméd on her ass. "You may leave when you are rested" l said to her "what about my payment" she replied "Here you go" l gave her the money and she got dressed and left.
"I don't baby, maybe I just feel comfortable here especially with you by my side" Liam said as he kissed my cheeks from behind. "You know the whole world is going to be against us" I spoke with sadness. "Why do you say so my darling?" He asked me.
Banshee stopped her chants and went to fetch hot sand that was initially in the burning fire and she scattered it on his face. Rubbing it in his head and using it to bathe him, he was in pain, very serious pain.
Your sister's heart is full of words."Lakshmi spoke. She was so beautiful and I must admit, I was very envious of her long hair. She didn't look American at all, I kinda wished I was Indian. "You can also have long hair like Lakshmi?
"Come close" she whispered and I brought myself close to her. "I AM SORRY" she shouted in my ear. "Do you want to make me deaf?" I quickly stopped and gave her some distance. "You said you didn't hear me the first time so I wanted to say it in a manner I would be sure, you heard me" she smiled at me.
Lakshmi please fight for us the way I'm fighting for us now" Scott gripped her shoulder and shook her but she remained quiet. How was she going to tell her mum and the whole of Delhi that she had been having a secret affair with her supposed stepbrother all this while.? How was she going to tell them that she is madly in love with him that's why she sent the wedding invitation to him so he would be able to get passed the security at the gate and stop the wedding.
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.