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He swiftly reasoned, leaving out a few important details that he believe is not important for Theodore to know. Hearing that someone hurt Leila, Theodore frowned. “What? Who?” “Tsk. It was that dumb Ayla chick. Allen’s daughter.” Realization struck Theodore. The girl that Taylor was referring to is the same girl that’s harassing Leila. “It’s her… She was attempting to slap Leila earlier. Good thing I was there…” “Oh…? So it seems that Ayla and her father are both abusive.” Taylor’s voice was laced with disgust. Theodore scoffed. “Allen was there as well. I can see that he is the same as his daughter. Leila’s ex also came with him.”

She knew that, but I would have never expected that I could hurt her like this. Adley cared about me. I knew why she excused herself from the conference room while we had a video conference with my lawyers. She went out because she couldn’t take it anymore. It fucking hurt knowing the people you loved were in pain because of what I’d done. She was scared to lose me. She was afraid of what would happen to me. She was terrified of losing all my hard work because of lies. Sometimes, you couldn’t think the truth-would-prevail-bullshit when you were in a frightful difficult situation. Positive thinking didn’t always work. You may also doubt God if He even existed, and the billion-dollar question—

“I was protecting what’s mine. Not only has your son touched what’s mine but he’s also been abusing her under your nose.” “I want to apologize in Shane’s place. I’m sorry, that you’ve been suffering Adea. I’m sorry your… abuse went unnoticed.” He gives Ady a deep bow before turning back to Ethan. “Will you let us say our goodbyes to him?” Alpha Joshua pleads. Ethan looks at Ady before looking back at Alpha Joshua. “Yes.” My chest feels a little lighter now that I’ve done something to help Ady. My mate walks over to me, grabs my hand, and leads me out.

My nerves twisted tighter with every second. “The Alpha is here,” one guard whispered. All of them snapped to attention. A tall, imposing man strode past us and ascended to one of the higher seats. His presence filled the hall like a gathering storm. “I am Alpha Adrian,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. His sharp eyes swept over us. “What crimes have these ones committed?”

He wants Alice to cum from his fucking her in every hole, over and over. Allie looks on, very impressed at Adams' virility and ability to just go at their mother with such abandon. She hopes he will do this to her too soon. She sees Alice loving every minute of being treated like a fuck doll, Adam's fuck doll. Allie throws herself down on the couch beside her mom and, pulling her skirt up, attacks her pussy with an equal measure of ferocity as Adam is going at Alice. Quickly she goes from two fingers to three to all four, and her thumb repeatedly slams her clit. Allie gets off watching Adam in less than two minutes. She slows down and goes to just three fingers but keeps plunging them into h

"After everything I did?" "The foundation isn't about punishment or reward. It's about helping people escape cycles of abuse and manipulation. You qualify." I meet her eyes. "What Victoria did to you was abuse, Layla. Emotional abuse. Psychological manipulation. You were her victim before you became mine. The foundation recognizes that." Fresh tears. "I don't know what to say." "Say you'll apply if you need help. Say you'll keep doing the work. Say you'll become the person you want to be instead of the person she made you."

"And don't worry. We will get Alina out." The door closed. Adrian stood alone in his office. He walked back to his desk and looked at the folders Emma and Richard had left behind. The timeline of events. The screenshots of Mrs. Helen's messages. The documentation of Daniel's verbal threats. All of it pointing to one conclusion: systematic abuse and coercive control. Adrian sat in his chair and opened his laptop. He began typing the petition for an emergency wellness check. But before that, he looked at the photo of Alina in the printed message Mrs. Helen had sent. Then he looked back at the name on the folder he was about to fill in.

Edward added and took Adelia's hand. "I know," Adelia said in a small voice. Bob took a drink and caught his breath for a moment before continuing his sentence. “Mr. Afgan fudged his medical resume, he is not permanently disabled nor does he suffer from reproductive impotence.” Adelia rounded her eyes looking deeply at Bob. Edward could not escape his surprise either. "Yes, Mrs. Adelia. She did all that to lie to Melinda and the Al-Futtaim family." “So?” Adelia still asked with a trembling voice.

To reveal the person, he'd have to get Corey first. Corey. -- [Third Residential Wing] Adeline met no one inside when she arrived. Not Malik nor Loud. She grudgingly walked to her bed and sat slowly, going down with the right side of her body, eyes open as she remembered Kimberly's words earlier... "DID YOU FORGET WHAT COREY DID TO OUR PARENTS BECAUSE OF YOU?" She sat up, shifting back on the bed so she could back the wall as she delved into the memories again.

Taylor POV Attached are images. I scroll, my heart hammering. Photos of Alex, a former teammate—jersey faded, eyes hollow. The caption screams accusations of discrimination. Another picture shows Aiden with a woman—blonde, polished, her lips brushing his jaw. The timestamp places it during his marriage. More claims: emotional abuse, gaslighting. And then— My breath snags. A photo of Ella's arm. Purple bruises ring her skin like shackles. Her caption: This is what Aiden did to me whenever he was drunk.