Born into luxury but raised in the shadows, Ava Wilson was born into a wealthy family but was treated like a slave. Blamed for the death of her mother. Now she was bullied by her stepmother, half-sister, and the one and only man who should have protected her: her father. Just when she thought life couldn't get worse, Ava was forced into an arranged marriage with a stranger. He was the same man whom she saved, who was drugged and had a one-night stand with her, the same man who doesn't remember her anymore and makes her life a living hell. Ava was forced to live a new life. When he finally realized the big secret. Betrayal, hatred, and backstabbing found their way into her life. Would their love still bloom even after all the trauma surrounding them.
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"Still sleeping like an asshole?" My eyes snapped open as I jumped out of bed when I heard her voice. No matter how deeply I slept, I could never mistake Clara Wilson's voice. My stepmom. I wondered if I would ever be able to be at peace, as I was years back before she came in. It had barely been 4 hours of sleep and yet she was already screaming my name. I had been called all manner of names as I was old enough to understand the meaning of those names. My exams were tomorrow and I wished to sit and read. Of course not. All I ever did was work, work, and work. "Ava!" I heard her heavy stomps thundering up the stairs. She was already close. She pushed the door and I could see her eyes were filled with rage. I faced her, bracing myself as she walked towards me, holding a broom. "Good morning, mother," I said softly, forcing the words through clenched teeth. "I have been calling you for five minutes, lazy bitch. What were you doing?" she yelled. I bowed my head low, panting like a dog. My stepmother hated me so much. Since I lost my mother, my father brought the witch into our home. I managed to get admitted into the same school as my sister, Alison, because my father wanted me to go there with her. Still, I couldn't keep up. One day I am at school, the next I am scrubbing the floor. Today was supposed to be my exams, but instead, I am dragged out of bed to begin chores that might leave me too drained or too late to attend school. The Wilson family is well known across the city, but no one knew I existed. They only knew about Alison, the Wilsons' only daughter. Perfect in every way. "Are you now deaf as well as stupid?" She continued, advancing closer. My heart skipped a bit because I knew the next thing I was expecting was a slap. Indeed, I was given a thunderous slap. I stumbled backward, dazed. It felt like being struck by lightning. "Mom, what have I done this time?" I cried, but then it was no use. "Are you talking back to me?" She snapped, as I moved backward. First, just apologize. "I'm sorry, Mom." "I am not your mother. How do I keep saying that?" She had said that countless times, but then I kept making that mistake. "I'm sorry ma'am," I apologized again. "I had a lot of chores last night and couldn't sleep early. I am sorry ma'am." As I stood there, she clicked her tongue at me, getting impatient. "That explanation wasn't valid, I know you go around telling people I give you too many chores. I want to see you downstairs in five minutes." I dashed into the small adjoined bathroom, changing in minutes, changing in record speed. I got down in five minutes, as she ordered. "Ava, you must not mess things up for me today. " "Yes mother," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Even though I wasn't sure of what I was not supposed to mess up, all I knew was that if I went against her orders, I would be in a world of pain. She walked into the living room. "Your father and I had thought about some things and decided that there isn't a need for you to attend college anymore. From now on, you are on janitor's duty at the new hotel, the Silver Royale." "Janitor duty?" I blinked, in confusion. "What on earth would I be doing there? Why has Father changed his mind? Did I do anything wrong?" "So many questions. I don't like repeating myself. What do you do in school? Sleep with your sister's boyfriend, because that is all you do." "W-what?" I muttered, my voice barely like a whisper. Alison had told them that I slept with her boyfriend, Henry. Meanwhile, she was the one whom I caught a few days ago with my boyfriend having sex in the toilet at school. She is such an asshole. I cried but decided to let go because I had no one and the only one I had betrayed me. Her glare caught me off guard from my thoughts. "Clean the house quickly and then get ready for your evening duty," she brought out clothes from the pack and said. "Take this, you will be wearing this tonight to serve the guests. I think I have made myself clear?" "Yes ma'am," I said, with tears streaming down my face. "And no one should ever hear that you are from the Wilson family," she said, not minding the tears. The lanyard in my hand is attached to a general access badge that states me, Ava Wilson, as a janitor. My chest tightened, but I nodded. She left without saying another word. All through the day, I worked through tears. It was evening already and the bodyguards were here to pick me up. I wonder why they were here, to protect me, I doubt. Well, at least I left the cage that was called my home. I got started with work immediately after I was dropped off at the hotel. It was so beautiful! It felt like I was in another world. My first service was a delivery room service. As I walked through the halls, I noticed the light, they were so lovely, glinting on the golden floor like something out of a dream. Balancing the tray in my hands, I made my way through the corridor leading to the private suites. I passed by the poker room, the murmurs drowning out the faint echo of my footsteps. They must be having some sort of party, from the sound of smooth jazz and occasional laughter. My nerves on edge, my head down, I avoided any eye contact with passing staff or guests. As I rounded up, I caught unusual movement out of the corner of my eye, so I looked up. I finally saw a tall man, his steps unsteady as he staggered towards the wall for support. He leans heavily on it. He must be drunk. His head tilted as if he was trying to stay awake but his body wasn't cooperating. The next thing he was falling. Without hesitation, the tray fell from my hands, as I tried to help him, grabbing him by his arms. "Sir, are you okay?" I asked, knowing fully well that there was nothing I could do to help him if he fainted. "Room..." he gargled. "They are.... after me." I got what he was trying to say. But who was after him? I turned and didn't see anyone coming. Before I could speak, he pressed his lips against mine. I tried to resist but then I heard some footsteps and couldn't help but pretend. The footsteps were gone, and then I stood up angrily. "You wanted to take advantage of me. Impossible!" "Please... the room..." I struggled to understand what he meant. He wanted me to take him to his room. "Need, to get away.... Now" he words slurs together. The sharp, delicious scent of expensive cologne mixed with something more bitter hit me. That wasn't alcohol. He had been drugged!Ava's POV "You can't do anything to me, you cheated on your husband and that is what a man deserves when he tries to cross his boundaries," Michael growled. "I never cheated on you. Sorry to say, if I ever find out that the young man is dead, my friend is dead. You ever regret getting married to me," I threatened, though I knew that I couldn't lay a finger on him. He could use his wealth to do whatever he wanted. But he can never kill Henry, my ex-boyfriend. Michael moved closer to me and grabbed my hands. "Ahhh! Leave me alone!" I whimpered in pain. He dragged and threw me out of his room like trash. I ran to the guestroom, as hot tears spilled down my cheeks burning my skin. I really couldn't hold it anymore, just wanted to cry out all my pain maybe it might help relieve me a little. I hit the table so many times, gnashing my teeth. It was obvious that I was transferring my aggressions onto the table. I pulled out my phone and dialed Henry's number. I knew I still had the
Ava's POV "You can't do anything to me, you cheated on your husband and that is what a man deserves when he tries to cross his boundaries," Michael growled. "I never cheated on you. Sorry to say, if I ever find out that the young man is dead, my friend is dead. You ever regret getting married to me," I threatened, though I knew that I couldn't lay a finger on him. He could use his wealth to do whatever he wanted. But he can never kill Henry, my ex-boyfriend. Michael moved closer to me and grabbed my hands. "Ahhh! Leave me alone!" I whimpered in pain. He dragged and threw me out of his room like trash. I ran to the guestroom, as hot tears spilled down my cheeks burning my skin. I really couldn't hold it anymore, just wanted to cry out all my pain maybe it might help relieve me a little. I hit the table so many times, gnashing my teeth. It was obvious that I was transferring my aggressions onto the table. I pulled out my phone and dialed Henry's number. I knew I still had the
Ava's POV His eyes reddened in anger. He was about to hit me when my eyes snapped open from deep sleep. It was a nightmare! Another nightmare that was connected to him. I mean Michael. "Oh, she is awake now! Go inform her husband!" a voice said which eventually brought me back to reality. "What! I was back here!" I said as I looked around the room, sitting upright. "Be careful, miss." That was when I saw a doctor who hurried to assist me. My head flashed back to what happened before I fainted and I knew this was the worst day ever.I was about to ask the doctor what I was doing here, but then it was no use. I now know what brought me here. This was Michael's bedroom I avoided so much. How could I come back to this arrogant man's bedroom? "Hope everything is fine, Miss?" The doctor asked again. "Yes, I am fine," I said, but then I suddenly heard Michael's voice. What was he going to do next? Hit me! Yell at me! Call me a cheat! I know that was all and I wasn't surprised.I want
Ava's POV My heart skipped a bit as I flinched in fear, shifting my head in the direction of the voice to face the damn person. "Huh?" I stuttered as I realized that it was Michael's brother. My heart was racing so fast already as I tried to force air into my lungs, having a feeling that maybe he had heard the conversation with Juliana. "What? Are you okay? What are you doing on the balcony at this hour? It's late, you're supposed to be asleep." He said, his voice filled with concern. "Mmmh!" I stammered, not knowing what to say. I really do not want to lie but then it was the best option now. "I understand. It is fine. My brother offended you again, right? It is fine, you can sleep in my room.""Your room?" I asked with sarcasm in my head."Yes, what is wrong with that?" he asked. I didn't say anything. I was lost in thought but when a hand slid below my waist region, I was so fast to be alerted again. I tried to move but then his grip on my waist tightened."Don't act like
Ava's POV He switched on the light. It was so easy because he had the remote with him. My breath hitched and for a moment I forgot how to speak. I shivered like someone who was caught in stealing."What was I going to say to him?" I asked within myself. I tried to come up with something to say, but my brain was not working and I was so confused already. He can't know where I was going to, it was almost midnight. Now that he allowed me to stay in his room, I was running out. He would definitely see me as a slut. "I--i w--wa." I stammered badly, before I could say a word, he shut me up. "Shut the fuck up! Now tell me, tell me to my face where you were going to?" he yelled. If his mother hears about this, it would be hell for me. I turned in the direction of the bed, he had finally freed me from his grasp, but it felt like he was still holding me around my waist. I bit my lips, trying to gather up the courage to speak. "I just wanted to go take something downstairs. I tiptoed bec
Ava's POV I could see a man in dark suit walk in. He looked familiar. He moved closer.I stood up immediately, trying so hard to keep my feet steady but then I felt so weak. Immediately, I fell into a familiar yet unfamiliar embrace. I struggled to open my eyes but couldn't see the person clearly. *****************When my eyes opened again, I found myself lying on the bed. I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling so confused. When I opened again, I looked around to see that I was in a room. This was Micheal's room that he never wanted me to be in. When I tried to stand up, I realized that an IV drip was connected to my head. I removed it. I realized that I fainted earlier. I was sweating profusely. I took a deep breath, a calming breath to think of the way forward. I had no idea of what the future held or what being married to Michael would be like. "You are finally awake," I heard a voice behind me. I turned and noticed an unfamiliar face. "Who are you please?" I asked curi
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