"So, do you intend to give your daughter to us in exchange for the debt payment?" The man next to Tyler said, serious, analyzing me from head to toe with eyes full of malice. "Yes," my father replied sadly. He had no choice but to sell me in this marriage contract. I wasn't hurt; I knew that everything he had done was to save my mother's life while she was hospitalized. The man placed a contract and a pen on the table for us to sign. I trembled as I wrote my name, and soon after, Tyler Mitchell signed his carefully. The man next to him smiled and said, "It's done. Officially welcome to the Mitchell family, dear!" He looked at me with malice. "Tomorrow morning, we will come to pick you up. Take the opportunity to say goodbye to your parents!" He said seriously. In a desperate move to protect her family, Emily Parker marries Tyler Mitchel, unaware that he harbors a cruel desire for revenge against her. The marriage becomes a true nightmare, with Tyler meticulously planning physical and emotional tortures for Emily. However, the plot takes an unexpected turn when she discovers she is pregnant. This twist not only disrupts all plans but also awakens something unusual in the heart of the ruthless mafia boss. Now, he finds himself at a crossroads, forced to reassess his own feelings as he tries to protect the woman he vowed to torture. A story of vengeance, unpredictable twists, and the imminent arrival of a new life that completely changes the course of this contractual marriage.
View MoreOlivia's POV"David, do you know anything?" I accuse him once again. "You have to tell me.""Olivia, have your tea and go to sleep," he responds calmly."David, I saw my mother. Do you have any idea what that is?""Just like you used to see her when you were a child, Olivia?" He realizes the idiocy of what he just said and sighs, coming over to me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. But you were emotional; it's normal to have seen something that isn't real.""David...""And even if it is real, your father will do the impossible to confirm it and, if possible, find your mother. You know that."He approaches me on the couch, pulls me to lay my head on his shoulder, and strokes my hair."Everything will be alright, you'll see," he says."Then tell me what's going on.""I don't know everything, but I know that Uncle Tyler will explain it to you very well.""Have you ever wanted to be with your mother just one more time?" I ask."Of course I have," he replies. "But I remember some good
Tyler's POV"Olivia?" I shout, turning around in the cabin to where she had gone.As I arrive at the spot, I see her figure disappearing back into the crowd, completely lost. Running.I check to make sure my gun is at my waist and follow after her."Olivia!" I shout again.She looks at me for a few seconds but ends up bumping into someone and falling to the ground.Before she has time to get up, I go to her, grab her arm, and help her up."I saw her, Dad," she begins to speak, "She was here."Her hands were freezing, her body trembling, and her voice was completely disordered."Olivia, calm down," I start guiding her away from the people."No, Dad, we have to go after her," she tries to break free, "It was Mom, she was here. I swear. She talked to me.""Daughter, calm down," I plead, "You just did something very emotional and dedicated to mothers, it's normal to get a little worked up...""What are you talking about?" she cuts me off, "Tell the police to surround everything, no one le
POV OliviaMother's DayFinally. The long-awaited day has arrived. More than three hundred people confirmed their attendance. We had barely started, and people were already arriving in droves; David was getting ready to kick off the party. Peter was acting as the DJ. Everyone was here. There were so many people, but I felt confident despite that. The runway, which was supposed to be for airplane takeoffs and landings, turned into a real stage; everything looked so beautiful. Around the runway were giant letters spelling out "Happy Mother's Day." Lights on the ground. Everything was so bright.The cheerleader performance was filled with some mothers, some we managed to find living on the streets. If it was in their favor and for them, what better than to have them dancing with us? Our costumes were all made by Aunt Anne; even though she was shaken up, she insisted on making them. I had to apologize to Sara, Ingrid, and Uncle Justin. In the end, everything worked out. Even Ingrid, who h
Olivia's POVI couldn't control myself.I tried.But I only realized my actions when I was already tangled in Sara's hair, both of us falling to the ground. I tried hard to stay on top of her, but Sara wasn't making it easy either.I grabbed her hair tightly and slammed her head forcefully against the floor.All I could hear were the screams around us.In truth, I had little control over my actions; I kept slamming her head against the floor. I wanted to keep going until she bled.I let go of her head and punched her face; she didn't hold back either and pushed me, leaving me a bit dizzy when I received a kick in the stomach.Sara was already on her feet.I did the same, slowly getting up; she didn't expect me to come at her again, but I did. With all my weight, I threw myself on top of her and continued what I was doing before."Olivia!" David's voice called out to me. "Olivia, stop this!"He tried to restrain me, but he failed on the first attempt. On the second, I surrendered.Stil
Olivia POVThe weekend went by quickly. I had just gotten out of my father's car, after listening to a sermon the whole way. Louis attended a different school, so I said goodbye to him and left the car without even saying goodbye to my dad. We avoided talking about what was coming, Mother's Day.As always at school, I, the cheerleader captain, organized a tribute to mothers at the game, which was also a tribute to mothers. Every year was the same; every year the girls did what they were doing right now. As soon as I entered the school, I was greeted by a bunch of girls who wanted to be in the performance. I ignored most of them and went to my locker."Well, if it isn't the rebel of the week," Tina, the only one who comes close to being a friend to me, said. "You killed it at your dad's party. I looked for you when I was leaving, but couldn't find you.""I was in my room, a lot happened; I needed to think." I grabbed my books, and we kept walking."A lot indeed; your hot cousin kissed
Exiting the elevator anxiously, the doctors finally allowed me to see Emily. She was in a coma; everyone said they were still trying to figure out what had gone wrong. The pregnancy was risky, but she had never neglected herself, and she was perfectly healthy for a normal delivery."This way, sir," the nurse guided me to the room.My heart squeezed as I saw my wife lying there, feeling like the most useless being on earth. I couldn't do anything to help; she was lying there, full of machines. How did this happen? We were so happy, so confident. What killed me the most were her last words, as if she were saying goodbye. Without Emily, I don't want this life; I don't want to have children; I wouldn't even know how to deal with them."Hey," I sit beside her. "I know you can hear me; please don't leave me here alone."No reaction was visible. Her face could hardly be seen because of the machines helping with her breathing. The fear I felt could almost exude from me.I fixed my eyes on her
POV JOSH.I was completely stunned. The confusion was so much that I could barely articulate my thoughts. How was this possible? I couldn't explain what was going on inside my head at that moment.The guys had managed to remove the bomb from the boy without causing any harm, and now Anne had taken him to the kitchen so he could eat something and put on some of Louis's clothes, as he was shivering with cold. I simply couldn't believe what was happening.I was going crazy, or I don't know what. How should I react to this? Was he my son? But my son had died. How could the doctor have made such a mistake? And even if he had made a mistake, how had this child ended up in our house with a bomb in his body?"Josh, have some of the tea," Justin insisted, trying to calm me down."I don't want any tea," I refused, my voice trembling with emotion."Take it easy, man, I'm just trying to help," Justin said, with a concerned expression."It's not your son who was dead and suddenly reappeared," I al
POV OLIVIA"Don't be mad at me," I said."I'm not mad," I assured."Then why are you avoiding me?""It's not anger... it's fear.""You're not afraid of Mike and Dylan, are you?" I ignore him and turn to open the door. "Oh... and not of Cameron either!""You're an idiot.""And you like it.""I don't know what you've been using today, but I bet it was pretty strong, wasn't it?"He grabs me again, a slight shiver runs down my spine. It's very strange to be so close to David; we've always been very close, but lately, the spoiled teenage crisis has hit him."He doesn't care about spending money, about not getting good grades, about absolutely anything. He just wants to have fun.""And obviously, we drifted apart. I even thought about some kind of relationship with Charles, but, well, it wasn't a thought that paid off.""Oh, cousin," he says near my ear, great, more shivers. "Can't we make this conversation a lot hotter, don't you think?""I swear I almost fell into temptation, but only alm
Olivia's POVI was half awake when the door to my room was abruptly opened by my father. Peter was sleeping beside me, a little further away. I could see in my father's eyes that he was angry because of this, but for some bigger reason, he quickly approached me, still with a bit of calm."Sweetheart, you're going to stay at your Uncle Justin's house tonight. Lou is already in the car waiting for you," he says."Dad, what kind of punishment is this?""It's not, my love. Just go to the car quickly," he says, and now I could perceive his concern.I remain sitting on the bed."Olivia, hurry up," he says nervously. "Peter, wake up!"He shakes the boy, who stirs and slowly opens his eyes. From the movement I could hear, I knew something was very wrong. The party must have ended, as far as I knew. I got up and looked out my window. There were several people, a lot of them."Dad, what's going on?" I ask."Olivia, there's no time to explain now. Just grab a coat and go," at that moment, I real
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