Todos los capítulos de Rescued By The Boss: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

As she lay in her foster parents' house, Lanaya breathed a painful sigh. She feared she had broken a few ribs, but she couldn't be more certain. As time passed, the number of injuries Lanaya sustained daily became too many to keep track of.Coughing, she spat a mouthful of blood on the floor. "What a fucking scumbag!" The man thrust his fingers into her hair and yanked her forcibly backward. "You fucking whore! You're bleeding on my floor!" She fell to the ground after receiving a heavy kick to the stomach from her foster father. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her across the floor while she screamed in pain because of a severe ache in her wrist.When Lanaya saw her foster mother sitting on the couch and pouring herself a glass of red wine, her head slammed into the coffee table. With her brow furrowed, she stepped forward, only to smack the bottle of red wine into Lanaya's face.She fell back, her vision blurred by the wine and whatever made her sweat. A darker red than wine g

Lanaya got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to shower.Anyone could tell immediately that she wasn't in a hospital but rather in an enormous mansion. Probably a mansion. Dropping her towel and standing in front of her closet's floor-to-ceiling mirror, Lanaya did something she'd sworn herself she'd never do again.She had a few stitches right below her hairline, but other than that, her face was perfectly unharmed. She had not washed her hair or face. What I saw of her was a whole other tale. Staring at the purple bruise covering her clavicle and hipbone was uncomfortable.Every breath she took hurt her ribs, but she was protected from the elements by a thick layer of waterproof gauze.Lanaya had her suspicions that she had a few cracked or broken ribs, but she couldn't tell for sure because of the gauze. Scabs had formed on her right elbow and left forearm. They itched like crazy. In addition to the purple welts on her feet, her knee and calves appeared exactly like her ms

CHAPTER FOURWhen Lanaya woke up, the room was completely pitch black. She found herself in the same room where she had awakened before, but the curtains were closed this time. The only illumination source was the bathroom, and even it wasn't sufficient to fully illuminate the bedroom.The confusion overcame her as she heard the water running in the bathroom. Lanaya could make out a tall beautiful figure in a suit.She swallowed nervously, then quickly laid her head back on the pillow as her neck started Exactly what was the man doing in her stall?Her skin tingled, and the hair on the back of her neck stood on edge when she smelled cedar and pine in the air.Lanaya had a hunch that the Devil was lurking in her toilet.Why wasn't it enough that he tracked her down in her isolated state, melted her defenses with stories of eerily familiar times, and touched her flesh? Did he see her collapse and then have to physically move her to her bed? When she woke up, he treated her like a peb

The bright sunlight shinning through the windows caused Lanaya to squint. It was apparent early afternoon, but she had no intention of getting up. For one thing, she was unusually comfortable and warm because Salvetti was holding her tightly with his arms banded aroud her.Lanaya had fallen asleep throughout the second movie, and she was surprised when she found out that she was curled up on his chest, seemingly unconscious. When she awoke, Salvetti was arguing with Travis, and his arms were around her waist, stroking her hair.She felt ashamed of herself. The heat was getting to her.She felt confident that another panic attack was imminent.But more than anything, she had to go to the bathroom.It appeared like Salvetti went back to sleep immediately after Lanaya woke up, and Travis had already left the room. Just how can guys sleep and become so powerful?Lanaya put in a feeble effort, but it was to no avail. His strong, warm arms and chest were like chains, confining her to his be

Salviana was almost finished with her serving of macaroni salad when Lanaya glanced at her. She looked like she had been starving for weeks, the way she was eating. She glanced around quickly and saw that the other women were busy eating and chatting.They had all shown unending tolerance for her difficulties. Although she was grateful for their concern, Lanaya couldn't help but worry whether they saw her as a bother. She stared dejectedly at the meager meal before her. Served with a tiny slice of garlic bread, meat stew, and macaroni salad.Following the men's attempt to force her to eat pizza the night before, she attempted to eat. But Lanaya had thrown up after eating just a mouthful of steamed carrot. The women hadn't grumbled; they'd only explained that Lanaya couldn't eat much because she hadn't been eating much. They also assured Lanaya that she would recover fully and be able to eat as much as she liked so long as she remained in a positive, loving, and supportive environment.