He's Not a Billionaire

[KRISTEN]I've seen so many of the world's worse sides: greed, lust, anger—almost all the seven deadly sins colliding into my destiny like it was an ordinary day. Not only that, but I've also experienced almost all of it and later destroyed every single piece of me. This made me think about ending my life as soon as possible. "Stop! Why are you doing this to me?!" I could still hear myself shouting those words, crying for help, with no other words to utter but to ask why he would do such a thing. Back in my mind is a tragic event I vividly remember. The sound of the car rushing somewhere, his mad face as he pushed me onto the bed, his rough touches, the way he raped me, and all. "Shut the fuck up and just accept your punishment, whore!" Those words were like a knife digging deeply into my chest—way more painful than how roughly and carelessly he thrust inside me. "Kristen," I heard someone call my name. The soft voice coming from somewhere behind me later became a figure of a wo

[KRISTEN]"I think you should stop calling names," I responded to her. "Who are you to tell me what to do? Look, you messed up my day by showing up, my gorgeous car almost got a scratch, and now I'm late with my appointment because of you." She pointed her index finger at me, talking in such a loud tone, almost like a shout. "You can never get away with this," she continued. I didn't know if I should get angry or just laugh because of this situation. Maybe earlier, I would have liked to punch her face from continuously doing that annoying hand gesture, where she almost hit my eye with her long nail. But now? I wanted to laugh, annoyed, because of how she overreacted. I mean, she was the one who was driving recklessly on a quiet road and almost hit me, but then she still had the guts to be mad at me for ruining her day? "Look, it's fine, sue me. I wouldn't mind receiving a note from the police station. As a matter of fact, I would take it as an opportunity to report a reckless driver

[KRISTEN]"Hey, Kristen," my best friend's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She leaned in, genuine concern in her eyes. "Are you alright? What's the matter?" I took a deep sigh, meeting her gaze before responding, "Well." I hesitated, wondering if it was right to burden her with my thoughts. "Come on, tell me." "I was pondering if I should still take the job I applied to," I admitted with a hint of uncertainty. "Well, that is for you to decide once you're officially hired." "I am," I informed her. "Woah, wait! You're hired?" Her excitement almost filled the room. "This calls for a celebration, my dear," she exclaimed, rising and heading towards the kitchen in search of something to drink. A few minutes later, she came back, knocking on my door, which initially startled me. It turned out she had brought good news – not from the company, but directly from their CEO. Initially skeptical, I received an email notification, followed by another email specifying that I should commen

[KRISTEN]Never did I imagine encountering him again. In the aftermath of that incident, I was convinced he had landed himself in jail. Yet, upon reflection, he struck me as the kind of man who'd defy such circumstances.His parting words that night echoed in my memory: "You will never be happy, not while I'm still alive."The fleeting respite from my struggles to forget that incident crumbled as he flashed before my eyes, reigniting the pain and resentment."Calm down, Kristen. You don't need to panic." I convinced myself with those words, but then, nothing changes and it wouldn't stop me from trembling in fear.Attempting to leave, I felt an unsettling heaviness on my feet, stopping my escape, and despite the urge to run home, I found myself unable to go far.On the brink of stumbling, caught by the edge of the pathway, I was suddenly caught by someone."Hey, are you alright?" he asked.His presence raised questions in my mind. How did we end up here? Does he hold any knowledge? Is h

[KRISTEN]As Lynn's words echoed in the hallway, I felt a mix of emotions—anger, betrayal, and sadness. But in that moment, I also felt a newfound resolve surged forth, compelling me to confront my past head-on, refusing to flee any longer.With determination fueling my steps, I made my way back to work. Instead of heading straight to my office, I veered towards the CEO's office, only to find a woman perched on his lap. Interrupting their intimate moment, I knocked twice before barging in."What brings you here, Ms. Kristen?" he inquired, rising abruptly and causing the woman to teeter on the edge of his lap."Uh-hm, maybe I'll catch you some other time, sir," I uttered, feeling a twinge of awkwardness in the air.The woman with a blondie hair scrutinized me from head to toe, her arms crossed in a defensive stance. "Who's this woman? Actually, uhm, you look familiar," she remarked, her voice tinged with suspicion.Eager to escape the uncomfortable situation, I excused myself. "If you'l