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The Debt

ผู้เขียน: Rejoice Ezeh
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"Are you trying to piss me off?"

Diro's voice was deadly quiet, each word dripping with the kind of controlled rage that made Beverly's skin crawl. The divorce papers lay crumpled at his feet like discarded dreams, and his dark eyes burned with something that looked dangerously close to murder.

Beverly's hands moved frantically in sign language, her movements sharp with desperation. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—"

"Sorry?" Diro's laugh was harsh, bitter. "You hand me divorce papers and then say you're sorry? What exactly are you sorry for, Beverly? Sorry for trying to piss me off, or sorry you got caught?"

"I'm not trying to make you angry," she signed, her hands trembling. "I just—"

"Did Vanya put you up to this?" The question exploded from him like a gunshot, and Beverly flinched.

She shook her head quickly, but the damage was already done. She could see the fury building behind his eyes like a storm gathering strength.

"No?" His voice rose with each word. "Then tell me, Beverly, wha
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  • Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride    Beauty Revealed

    The next few nights at work felt different for Beverly. Knowing that Vanya was somewhere in the building, working on the security systems and planning her escape, made the endless hours of cleaning feel less hopeless. She still emptied trash cans and scrubbed floors, but now each task brought her closer to Saturday at 2 PM—closer to a chance at freedom.It was Thursday night, around 1 AM, when Vanya appeared on Beverly's floor carrying her toolkit and wearing that same maintenance uniform that fooled everyone else."Break time," Vanya announced quietly, glancing around to make sure they were alone.Beverly looked up from the desk she was dusting, confused. She didn't take breaks—Rosa had never mentioned anything about breaks."Trust me," Vanya said, pulling Beverly toward the break room at the end of the hall. "I want to show you something."The break room was small and cramped, with a few plastic chairs, a microwave that looked older than Beverly, and a mirror that had seen better da

  • Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride    The Charity Project

    Beverly arrived at work the next night with dark circles under her eyes and a knot of dread in her stomach. She'd barely slept all day, haunted by Faye's cruel laughter and the knowledge that her humiliating photo was spreading across social media like wildfire.But she needed this job. Hopeless or not, it was all she had.Rosa was waiting by the elevator with Beverly's cleaning cart, but she wasn't alone. Three other night shift workers stood with her—Maria, an older woman with kind eyes; James, a college student working to pay for classes; and Paula, a single mother who cleaned offices to support her kids."Beverly," Rosa said as she approached, her voice careful and sympathetic. "We need to talk."Beverly's heart sank. They were going to fire her. Someone had seen Faye's post, had connected her to the Carter family scandal, and now she was going to lose the only job she'd been able to find."It's not what you think," Rosa added quickly, seeing the panic in Beverly's eyes. "We just.

  • Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride    Night Work

    Beverly spent the next three days in a strange kind of limbo. Every morning she would ask Diro the same question through sign language: "Where can I work?"And every morning he would give her the same cold stare before walking away without answering.On the fourth morning, Beverly found him in his study, hunched over his laptop with a cup of black coffee steaming beside him. The morning light streaming through the windows made him look younger, less like the cold stranger he'd become and more like the boy she'd once loved.But when he looked up at her, his eyes were hard as winter stone."I need to work," she signed, standing in the doorway like she was afraid to enter his space uninvited.Diro leaned back in his leather chair, studying her with that calculating look that made her skin crawl. "Still serious about this ridiculous plan, are you?"Beverly nodded firmly. "Ten million dollars. You said if I pay it back, I'm free.""I said a lot of things." Diro's voice was casual, almost b

  • Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride    The Trap

    Beverly sat at the kitchen table the next morning, her hands wrapped around a cold cup of coffee she hadn't touched. The divorce papers were gone—Diro had burned them in the fireplace before going to bed, the ashes scattered like her dreams of freedom.The sound of expensive shoes clicking against marble announced his arrival before she saw him. Diro entered the kitchen dressed in one of his perfectly tailored suits, his dark hair slicked back, his face a mask of cold indifference. He looked like he owned the world—which, in many ways, he did."We need to talk."Beverly's stomach dropped at the tone of his voice. She looked up at him, her hands already moving into position for sign language, but he held up a hand to stop her."No. You listen. I talk."He pulled out the chair across from her and sat down with the predatory grace of a man who had never been told 'no' in his entire life. His dark eyes studied her face like he was examining a problem he needed to solve."You want a divorc

  • Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride    The Debt

    "Are you trying to piss me off?"Diro's voice was deadly quiet, each word dripping with the kind of controlled rage that made Beverly's skin crawl. The divorce papers lay crumpled at his feet like discarded dreams, and his dark eyes burned with something that looked dangerously close to murder.Beverly's hands moved frantically in sign language, her movements sharp with desperation. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—""Sorry?" Diro's laugh was harsh, bitter. "You hand me divorce papers and then say you're sorry? What exactly are you sorry for, Beverly? Sorry for trying to piss me off, or sorry you got caught?""I'm not trying to make you angry," she signed, her hands trembling. "I just—""Did Vanya put you up to this?" The question exploded from him like a gunshot, and Beverly flinched.She shook her head quickly, but the damage was already done. She could see the fury building behind his eyes like a storm gathering strength."No?" His voice rose with each word. "Then tell me, Beverly, wha

  • Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride    The Papers

    Beverly waited until she heard Diro's car leave the driveway before reaching for her phone with shaking fingers. Her heart beat fast against her ribs as she opened her messages, each word she typed feeling like a small rebellion against everything her life had become."Vanya, I need to talk to you. Can you text? It's important."The response came back within seconds, as if Vanya had been waiting for her message."Of course! What's wrong? Are you okay?"Beverly's fingers hung over the keyboard for a long moment before she found the courage to type the words that would change everything."Diro is demanding I stop being friends with you. He doesn't want me working at the restaurant anymore. I can't take this anymore, Vanya. I want a divorce."The silence that followed felt eternal. Beverly stared at her phone screen, watching the typing dots appear and disappear as Vanya clearly struggled to find the right words.Finally, the response came through:"Holy shit, Bev. Are you sure? I mean,

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