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ElenaI hugged my knees as I sat on the bed quietly. Lost in thoughts. Ever since we both found out that I was pregnant, Edward has become very clingy. He's very overprotective and mostly sleeps in my room. I only get to breathe when he has work to do. I don't want to be with him, I just can't. I can't live like this, I can't be with a man like Edward. An idea suddenly struck me, and I jumped off my bed and headed straight to the kitchen. “Sena, I need your help.” I didn't wait for her response as I dragged her to my room. I closed the door behind her and pulled her closer to me.“Sena, I need your help.”“What is it, Elena? You look very tense.” She asked with a worried look.“I—I'm pregnant.” Her eyes widened in shock. “Oh my Gosh, I mean congratulations.”“Don't say that, I feel terrible,” I said as I paced around with my hand on my temple. “So what do you want to do?”“I really do not want to have Edward's child, but that doesn’t mean that I'm going to end this poor child's li

ElenaSena and I couldn't take the car all the way because we feared we'd get tracked down. The cold night air bit at my skin as Sena and I hurried through the dark alleyways, our breaths rugged and uneven. My heart pounded so hard that it drowned out the sound of our footsteps. We had finally escaped Archer’s mansion, but we weren’t safe yet. Not even close. We entered another dimly lit alley that led us to a door. She urged me to enter, and I did. We walked slowly because the way forward was very narrow and very dark. We entered a larger sitting area, but it was empty and filled with smoke, mostly from cigarettes. “Antonio!” Sena yelled, and a stout man emerged with a displeased look.He had short wavy hair with so many tattoos on his arm. He looked over at me and then at Sena. “What?” He said in an irritated, thick Italian tone while sighing. “What the fuck do you mean by that?” Woah, I immediately turned to look at Sena if it was the same Sena I knew. Did she just curse? “Cas

ArcherMy men and I arrived at Elena's apartment, and from the look of things, it seemed she had already left. Wow, Elena, such a fast girl. I'm impressed. A smile appeared on my face as I brought out a cigarette and lit it up. “Start searching every nearby hotel, guesthouse, everywhere,” I instructed my men, and they all left hurriedly as I stood in her room. I could perceive her faint scent. I started walking around the room.I scanned every little detail. I stopped in front of her dresser, which had a portrait of a woman who looked so much like her. Her mother, maybe, but the picture looked more like a drawing. I kept on looking through things when I found another picture. My eyes widened when I saw the picture. It was Elena, when she was little, sitting on a man's lap. She looks very disturbed and unhappy, whereas the man is grinning ear to ear. That wasn't the reason for my reaction earlier. The man Elena was seated on was oddly familiar. I kept on staring at him keenly, tryin

Elena“I'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll never want the touch of any man ever again.” He said, making my heart skip a beat. “Wha–” Before I could finish my sentence, he smashed his lips on mine, this time aggressively. My hands were on his chest, trying to push him away, but it was like pushing against a hard surface. I felt his hand move towards my back, cupping my ass aggressively. A sudden gasp escaped my lips, and he entered my mouth with that opportunity. The kiss was so rough that I couldn't breathe properly, and my lips started to hurt. We both fell on the bed, and he pinned both of my arms beside me. He broke the kiss, and I let out a loud gasp, trying to take in as much air as I could. “Edward, let me go.” I pleaded while trying to free myself from his grasp. He looked at me intently and connected his lips with mine, and broke it again. “The rain drenched you. You need some warmth.” And with that, he kissed me again, roughly.He slipped off his shirt and went back

ElenaThe hallway felt longer than any road I'd ever walked. Every step toward the room where Archer was waiting felt like walking deeper into a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. My hands were sweaty, and my heart was pondering so hard. Was this really happening? Is he making me wed him against my will? Why am I only meeting misfortunes over misfortunes? Ever since my childhood, I've never had anything good come my way. I thought growing up I'd finally have a good life, but I was so wrong. It's even worse than I ever imagined. Living with Archer is going to be like living with the devil himself. The soft murmur of voices grew louder as I approached, the scent of fresh flowers and expensive cologne filling the air as if covering the stench of betrayal with sweet perfumeTwo of his men flanked the doorway, and when I hesitated, one of them gave me a slight nod. It wasn’t encouragement. It was a warning. Keep walking. You have no choice. I nudged myself. I swallowed hard and forc