Novels by Tammy Dee

Maria De la Fonte.It was unmistakably her.My sweet Maria.It had been six years. Six years of her absence. She left with no explanation. Six years ago, she had vanished, pregnant. And now, I meet her as a scrub maid in a restaurant.I tapped my feet anxiously, waiting for her, hoping I had not made a mistake letting her go yesterday.What if she was running away from me?I stared at the clock, watching as the minute hand rested on 12. It was 11 o clock.Where was she?I couldn't wait any longer. I had made a mistake letting her slip away yesterday. I was done making mistakes. Standing up, I grabbed the suit resting over my chair and swung it over my large frame. My personal limo was waiting outside when I stepped out. “Take me to Rizo restaurant,” I told my driver as I slid in.I kept thinking about our last encounter. Our fight. She had been angry that I was cheating. A fake rumor. And she threatened to break our engagement. The next morning, she was gone. “Hurry up!” I told

Hulk led me to an entirely different apartment from the one I had met Tiny. From the looks of it, it looked like a personal quarters for Vincenzo Morano. “I'll treat you better than Vincenzo,” Hulk was saying as he pulled me along. “You'll have all the best time with me. All the ladies know that.”I was quiet. I knew what speaking meant in this place and how they could switch from smiles to brutality. But all I could think of was Bethany. I had left Julian's card with them. If I couldn't be there tomorrow, I didn't know what would happen to my precious daughter.Ricardo! You'll burn in hell.The apartment was spacious and luxurious, nothing compared to the apartment I was just coming from. Every sparkled precious metal. It would have passed for heaven if Hulk wasn't dragging me to his master's bedroom. He pushed the door open to a spacious, spotless room. I felt so out of place in the room.“Take a shower and put on a red lingerie…unless you want to see the other side of Vincenzo M

Hulk appeared the moment Tiny pushed me out of the room. He glanced at me with a frown and pulled me to himself. “Seems Vincenzo has gotten quite a prize.” I could feel the stench of his breath and I wanted to slap him across the face so hard that he would never try to pull me to himself again.His eyes fell on my cleavage and he licked his lips. “I will be having a taste of you…soon.”Not even in your wildest dreams.But my eyes couldn't even mirror my audacity. His free hand roamed to one of my breasts and he squeezed it so hard that I helped into my gag. “I wonder what you taste like down there…” his hands fell to my butt cheek, squeezing it. “But I won't be wondering for long.”He pulled away and dragged me.I was repulsed. Whatever this place was, I didn't belong to it. It was a nightmare that I needed to wake up from. Suddenly, I missed even my miserable life back at home. Even though Ricardo had fucked me for six months and left with my life's savings, that horror was bette

We must have been travelling for a couple of hours because I felt strange when I woke up. They must have given me something to inhale that made me pass out. My mouth was still gagged and I was blindfolded. The car was no longer moving so I assumed we were in wherever they wanted to take me to. Maybe they had the wrong person.The name Julian St Clair had mentioned earlier - Maria De la Fonte. It sounded like trouble. Maybe they confused me with her. I was going to let them know I was no De la Fonte. I had missed my second shift and I hoped I hadn't lost the job. And Bethany. I was supposed to see her before going to my second job. But here I was, staring into darkness. There was no sound coming from the car. If I had not woken up before the car's engine died, I would have thought I had been thrown somewhere. I tried to reach for the blindfold. That was when I realised that I had been cuffed.“Help!” I muffled.Then I felt a strong grip around my arm with a sinister chuckle. “You

“No! No…no.”I stared at the screen, blinking unbelievably. All my hard-earned money was gone. I couldn't believe it. I refreshed the app over and over again. Nothing. Just zeros staring at me.My eyes welled and my heart sunk.Ricardo couldn't do this to me. I had worked so hard for the past three months so I could get this money for my daughter, Bethany, who was in the ICU.How could he be so heartless?My hands trembled as I swiped to the dial pad. I dialed his number and waited endlessly. Just the sound of the phone beeping and his voice at the end of the beep.This is Ricardo Da Silva. I'm away in the sea catching some fish or in bed with a hottie. I was supposed to take the money to the hospital today. What was I going to tell them?I wiped the tears from my eyes. There was no time to even cry. If I was a minute late to work, I was going to lose the only good job I had. The cold winter wind slapped me as I stepped out. I crossed my hands, shivering in the cold. I was too b