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Chapter 25 “opening up to people is a scam, don't do it” Sophie smith I was twenty three, and small for my age but had all the curves in the right places. My arms were twisted behind me, wrists bound together with rough yellow nylon rope. My legs were spread apart, my right foot tied tight to the leg of the heavy coffee table, the left to the wooden frame of the couch. The rope cut deep into my ankles, and blood trickled down my legs, mixing with the sweat and dirt that was poured on my skin. My face throbbed, swollen from the blows, one eye bulging and shut, the other barely open. Through the haze, I could see my father lounging in the armchair, a beer bottle dangling from his fingers. I didn’t look at the man on top of me. He was breathing hard, sweating, cursing under his breath. He was hurting me. When he finished, he slapped me so hard my head snapped to the side. He laughed, and my father laughed too. Then they laughed harder, doubling over like it was the funniest
Last Updated : 2025-03-04Divinity's Decent chapter 26
Chapter 26"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion." — Albert CamusIt felt so good to be back home. How ironic that the place I’d considered my prison only recently, was now my sanctuary. My first night back in America, I slept like a baby, luxuriating under the cosy sheets in the air-conditioned room. I was so comfortable it almost brought tears to my eyes. America was now my home, and I no longer felt bad about that.Reuniting with madam Maria had been another highlight. She’d leapt on me like we’d been separated for years, and not just a few short months. Thankfully, there was no ‘I told you so’ from her, and I appreciated that. I didn’t need to be reminded of the fact that, despite my fierce determination to leave, I’d returned to the mansion, tail between my legs.The rest of the domestic staff were also happy to have me back, and it didn’t take me long to settle back into my normal routine of
Last Updated : 2025-03-04Divinity's Decent chapter 27
Chapter 27"There are no secrets that time does not reveal." — Jean RacineWhat wasn’t normal though was the minister's new lady love. Over time, he had relegated Amanda to being his companion only during the day, when she would saunter around the house like she owned it, dishing instructions to the staff. They minister had cleaned her up, so she no longer looked quite as dirty and unrefined as she used to. But that wasn’t even the bizarre part of the situation.One evening, I noticed him with another woman, a much younger woman this time. On the one hand, I was happy that Amanda's monopoly on the old man had come to an end, but on the other hand, I couldn’t help but feel threatened by the fact that his new woman looked almost as young as I did.She was very tall, over six feet, and even though she also wasn’t particularly pretty, she had more refinement than was the norm for his courtesans. As she walked into the lobby with h
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Divinity's Decent chapter 28
Chapter 28"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." Ralph Waldo EmersonAfter a long bath, I applied my makeup very meticulously and wore a long, floral summer dress that flatters my body without making it look like I was trying too hard. Getting downstairs, I had my breakfast packed into a small basket and went to my garden with a book, under the guise of having a solo early morning picnic. But the truth was that I was eager to see Jason again. I sat out there for over an hour before I considered that he probably wouldn’t be at the ranch that day, and proceeded to eat my meal. The next day, I was also on the lookout for him, but just like the day before, and in the days that followed, he was nowhere to be found. With a sinking heart, I realised he might have been let go, or maybe he’d decided he wasn’t cut out for that kind of menial work.I was surprised by how upset both possibilities made m
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Chapter 29 "We accept the love we think we deserve." Stephen Chbosky I didn’t go to my garden the next day, and from my window, I saw Jason milling around it, probably hoping to see me. I just couldn’t face him nor deal with my growing envy of him and his accomplishments. I kept away from the garden for a few more days, but the urge for the comfort my flowers gave me was soon too much of a pull. Almost a week after staying away, very early on a Saturday morning before most of the household awoke, I went down there to meditate. I knew I had to come up with a plan for my life, no matter how painful for me such a plan would be. “I thought I’d said something to offend you,” came Jason’s voice, making me jump. I hadn’t expected him to be there so early, and also on a Saturday. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” “Why are you here at the crack of dawn?” “I stayed over last night to help clean out the ponds and aviary,” he answered. “I take on any additional wo
Last Updated : 2025-03-07Divinity's Decent chapter 30
Chapter 30"Love is not about how many days, months, or years you have been together. Love is about how much you love each other every single day." — Unknown“Not here,” he whispered against my ears. “Not out here in the open.”I tried to pull him back as he rose to his feet, not ready to stop, not wanting to stop. But as he pulled away, I had no choice but to stand as well, suddenly feeling ashamed of myself for my want on behaviour. I was angered by his rejection and desperately wanted to get as far away from him as I could. As I made to shove past him into the house, he held my hand…and I melted into butter all over again.“My queen, you are everything I have ever dreamt of,” he said, planting small kisses from my hand all the way up my arm and right up to my shoulder blade. “Everything.”I closed my eyes and groaned softly as his lips now wandered along my neck. Never before had I felt this kind of sexual desire. With the three
Last Updated : 2025-03-07Divinity's Decent chapter 31
Chapter 31"The heart wants what it wants. There's no logic to these things. You meet someone and you fall in love and that's that." — Woody Allen“I’ll never forget the first day I saw you,” he said later on, as we sat leaning on a boulder, his arm draped around my neck, and my head on his chest. “It was in the fruit market, and you were there with the older housekeeper. I didn’t think you were a real human being. In fact, I thought you were a goddess or something. You didn’t look like you were from this world.”I smiled. “I’m sure you were still in your diapers then, so you hadn’t seen much of the world yourself.”He chuckled. “You’re not that much older than I am, Zeynep. Three years is nothing in today’s world.”“It’s four actually, and that’s plenty where I come from,” I answered, the smile on my lips fading. “You’re too young for me, Jason. This can’t lead anywhere.”He titled up my chin. “Says who? Make no mistake about it, zeyne
Last Updated : 2025-03-07Divinity's Decent Chapter 32
Chapter 32"When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead, keep your head up high and gaze into heaven, for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal." — UnknownYou’re not up for anything? I see. No problem,” he said with a stiff smile. “I guess that means you will forfeit what I brought for you then.”I shrugged, totally indifferent. “That’s fine.” Nothing he could possibly have brought could be of any interest to me.As I walked away, I felt like I had won the lottery. Ibrahim would never again have access to my body. I couldn’t help feeling regretful that I wouldn’t present myself as a virgin when Jason and I finally did make love. But I knew he didn’t mind. I knew he had accepted me just the way I was, and it made me love him all the more.But then things took a morbid turn.One morning, as I descended the stairs for breakfast, I heard madam Maria wailing from the kitchen. Rushing there, I saw her s
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