Marriage imposed
Marriage imposed
Salam aleykoum...
My name is leyla i'm 17 years old i'm malian -colombian, i live with my father, my stepmother and her 2 daughters.
Physically I am of average height, I have rather beautiful form I take it from my mother. I have the intense black eyes, my hair it is black as coal and curly it arrives to me in the middle of the back.
My family
My father: kais malien pdg of a luxury car company
My mother: alya from colombia she was a doctor but she died 2 years ago in a car accident it completely devastated me she was my everything my best I told her everything when she died I made a depression of 6 months so much it hurt me
My mother-in-law: Kamila from Algeria, well, she's a full-time witch. She doesn't do anything with her life except spend all my father's money.
In fact she was my mother's best friend, she was always at home, when my mother died she was always there to comfort me and one day she told my father that as she was widowed he could marry her so she could take better care of me. At first dad refused because he said he loved mom too much to remarry but I begged him and then he gave in. But I'm so sorry I said that... Since she married my father she makes my life hell she hits me and insults me basically I'm her pain brimstone and if I tell my father she starts crying and saying that I don't love him and that I make him miserable when he's not there and he believes her I think she's bewitched this witch.
My half-sisters: Aya is 18 and in her final year. She's a real witch like mother like daughter. She's been giving me such a hard time ever since she came to live with me. And Sali 16, she's in second year, she's the only one I've spotted in this house, she's super nice to me, she's not at all like her mother and sister, I think she was switched at birth mdrr. These are Kamila's daughters from her first marriage. Their father is Malian.
My bestie
Lyse: 17, American/Malian, she's my second, the sister I never had. she's in the same class as me.
I think I've come full circle...
I'm going to tell you my story of how she ruined my life by trampling it with her louboutins....
THE REGRETS AND CONFIDENCES OF A FORMER DOOKAT
Sophie stepped in for her sister and married a man known for his disfigured looks and reckless past. On their wedding day, his family turned their backs on him, and the town laughed behind their hands, certain the marriage would collapse. But Sophie's career soared, and their love only deepened. Later, during a high-profile event, the CEO of some conglomerate took off his mask, revealing Sophie's husband to be a global sensation. *** Adrian had no interest in his arranged wife and had disguised himself in hopes she would bail. But when Sophie tried to walk away, Adrian broke down and whispered, "Please, Sophie, don't go. One kiss, and I'll give you the world."
Ethan's voice came through, tinged with regret. "Lily, I just want to talk. I'm really sorry for how things ended. Can we please-" Lewis interrupted, a smirk forming on his lips. "What do you want, Ethan?" "She's not available right now. In fact, she's under me, and I'm inside her. So don't disturb us." A shocked silence hung in the air as Ethan processed the words. "What? Are you serious?" he stammered, disbelief evident in his tone. "Dead serious," Lewis replied, his confidence radiating through the phone. "Lily is mine now, and I'm not letting you back in. So back off." Ethan's frustration bubbled to the surface. "You think you can just take her away from me? She deserves better!" "Better than you? Please," Lewis scoffed. "You had your chance, and you blew it. Now it's my turn." **************
Abandoned as a child and orphaned by murder, Kathryn swore she'd reclaim every shred of her stolen birthright. When she returned, society called her an unpolished love-child, scoffing that Evan had lost his mind to marry her. Only Evan knew the truth: the quiet woman he cradled like porcelain hid secrets enough to set the city trembling. She doubled as a legendary healer, an elusive hacker, and the royal court's favorite perfumer. At meetings, the directors groaned at the lovey-dovey couple, "Does she really have to be here?" Evan shrugged. "Happy wife, happy life." Soon her masks fell, and those who sneered bowed in awe.
A year into the marriage, Thea rushed home with radiant happiness-she was pregnant. Jerred barely glanced up. "She's back." The woman he'd never let go had returned, and he forgot he was a husband, spending every night at her hospital bed. Thea forced a smile. "Let's divorce." He snapped, "You're jealous of someone who's dying?" Because the woman was terminal, he excused every jab and made Thea endure. When love went cold, she left the papers and stormed off. He locked down the city and caught her at the airport, eyes red, dropping to his knees. "Honey, where are you going with our child?"
Kristine planned to surprise her husband with a helicopter for their fifth anniversary, then learned the marriage had been a setup from day one. The man she called a husband never loved her-it was all one hell of a lie. She dropped the act, shed a lot of weight, and rebuilt herself, ready to make every bastard eat their words. After an impulsive remarriage, she accidentally exposed who she really was: a star designer and heir to a billion-dollar empire. And the bodyguard she'd hired was him all along! Who would've known, the "college student" she married turned out to be a feared underworld kingpin.
Sunlit hours found their affection glimmering, while moonlit nights ignited reckless desire. But when Brandon learned his beloved might last only half a year, he coolly handed Millie divorce papers, murmuring, "This is all for appearances; we'll get married again once she's calmed down." Millie, spine straight and cheeks dry, felt her pulse go hollow. The sham split grew permanent; she quietly ended their unborn child and stepped into a new beginning. Brandon unraveled, his car tearing down the street, unwilling to let go of the woman he'd discarded, pleading for her to look back just once.
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