Bailey Elementary Dublin Ohio

I step into his office and he's waiting for me seated behind his desk. He eyes me intently. His amber eyes bore deep like he's trying to look into my soul. My face is neutral with so expressed emotions. “You can't work under me anymore Ms. Robinson.” He says and I wonder why am not surprised. So the rumors were true. “Are you firing me sir?” I ask and everytime I say the word Sir it feels so foreign in my tongue even now. He sighs and gets up from his seat staring at me with a professional look on his face. “I can't continue like you don't know what I want Ms. Robinson.” He replies and I frown not wanting to get into the same topic once more. I look away. “You know it's not possible. You are....married sir.” And I am forced to go down memory lane which brings nothing but pain and sadness. It had been four years since he left to study abroad. He left me with the hope of him returning and uniting with me. For our love. We loved each other since elementary school and I even did the deed at fifteen. I waited for him. I depended on his promise and didn't look anywhere else for love because my heart had already been claimed by him. But I was in for a shock and a pain wrenching stab to my chest when he returned but not alone. He returned not as mine but as someone else's. He was far away from me now. He returned as a married man with his wife. Now he wants me back but not as his equal but as his secret lover. As his mistress.

Seigfreid Matthews has been in love with Leyla Jimenez since childhood. Hindi maalala ni Seig kung kailan iyon nagsimula, basta namulatan niya na may nararamdaman para sa nakababatang kapatid ng best friend niya. Seig and Ley grew up together, but for some reason, Ley dislikes Sig for his angst and bad boy image. Mas gusto ni Ley iyong lalaki na responsible at mapagkakatiwalaan, katulad ng kaniyang long-time crush na si Emerson Sandoval. In their elementary days, Ley rejected Seig. High school came, Ley hated him more. On their graduation day in college, Ley officially introduced Emerson as her boyfriend. Seig was devastated, but that only made him want her more. Call him obsessed, but he didn't care. He will make her his, and this time, he'll make sure she will say yes to him. "I now pronounce you, man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Matatalim na mga titig na ibinabato ni Ley kay Seig. She doesn't want to be his wife; she only wants Emerson to be the only man she will call her husband. "You should know that I only married you for Emerson. Siya ang dahilan kung bakit pumayag akong magpakasal sa'yo, I love him that much that I'm willing to sacrifice my life for him. Huwag mong kalilimutan iyan, siya ang mahal ko." He wanted her so much that he doesn't care if it will make his heart bleed to death. Basta ang alam niya ay gusto niyang makasama ang babae hanggang sa pagtanda nila. "You can say whatever you want, but you're my wife now. And I'll make you fall for me." He smirked as he stole a kiss from her lips, "Deep and hard. Huwag mong kalilimutan iyan, paiibigin kita, Mrs. Leyla Matthews" Without any warning, he pulled her and devoured her lips.

Seigfreid Matthews has been in love with Leyla Jimenez since childhood. Hindi maalala ni Seig kung kailan iyon nagsimula, basta namulatan niya na may nararamdaman para sa nakababatang kapatid ng best friend niya. Seig and Ley practically grew up together, but for some reason, Ley dislikes Sig for his angst and bad boy image. Mas gusto ni Ley iyong lalaki na responsible at mapagkakatiwalaan, katulad ng kaniyang long-time crush na si Emerson Sandoval. In their elementary days, Ley rejected Seig. High school came, Ley hated him more. On their graduation day in college, Ley officially introduced Emerson as her boyfriend. Seig's world collapsed when he heard the news, but that only made him want her more. Call him obsessed, but he didn’t care. He will make her his, and this time, he’ll make sure she will say yes to him. “I now pronounce you, man and wife. You may kiss the bride.” Matatalim na mga titig na ibinabato ni Ley kay Seig. She doesn’t want to be his wife; she only wants Emerson to be the only man she will call her husband. “You should know that I only married for Emerson. Siya ang dahilan kung bakit pumayag akong magpakasal sa’yo. Huwag mong kalilimutan iyan, siya ang mahal ko.” Bawat salita na lumalabas sa bibig ni Ley ay parang mga punyal na tumatarak sa puso ni Seig. He wanted her so much that he doesn’t care if it will make his heart bleed to death. He can deal with the heartaches later. “You can say whatever you want, but you’re my wife now. And I'll make you fall for me.” He smirked as he stole a kiss from her lips, “Deep and hard. Huwag mong kalilimutan iyan, paiibigin kita, Mrs. Leyla Matthews”

My son is gravely ill. His inner wolf is too weak to awaken, and the healer warns that without the Alpha’s blood to strengthen his spirit, he may not last the next full moon. He clutches my hand, his feverish golden eyes dimming. “Mother, can Father take me to the Barnum & Bailey Circus？” But no matter how many times I summon my mate through the pack bond, he does not answer. His presence in the mind-link is an empty void. I can only hold my son as his small body trembles. I whisper stories of wolf warriors and great Alphas, but his breathing grows weaker. When the dawn breaks, his tiny fingers slip from mine. His wolf never wakes. A few days later, the scent of wild roses floods our pack’s sacred grounds. I turn—and there he is. My mate. My Alpha. He strides into the hall with my sister cradled in his arms. Her neck bears his fresh scent mark. His mark. I watch as he presses a lingering kiss to her lips, his hands caressing her like a treasure. Their love is bold, shameless—an unspoken declaration to the entire pack. And only then do I learn the truth. While my son lay fighting for his life, waiting for his father’s touch, longing for his Alpha’s strength… my mate was deep in Rose Valley, tangled in passion with my own blood. I thought my heart had long since gone cold from his neglect, but at that moment, it shatters. I make my decision. I will leave this pack. Yet just as I turn to walk away, the mate who had only ever treated me with indifference suddenly drops to his knees. A broken sob rips from his throat. For the first time, my proud, untouchable Alpha weeps.

Ako si Eloisa Macaraeg, 19 yrs. Old.. Nag-iisang anak ng babaeng bulag na si aling sonya Lumaki akong hindi nasilayan ng aking ina ang aking naging itsura.. At Dahil sa ginahasa lamang siya ng aking ama. Nang isilang ako ng aking ina, sinikap niya akong buhayin mag-isa, sa paglalabada lamang.. Dahil matapos na magahasa ang aking ina ng lalakeng adik. Mula noon hindi na ito nagparamdam pa sa aking ina. Sinikap akong pag aralin ng aking ina. At dahil sa biniyayaan ako ng katalinuhan, nagiging iskolar ako sa mga pinasukan kung school, mula elementary hanggang sa ako'y makapag tapos ng high school.. Ngunit sa kasamaang palad ng ako'y mag kokolehiyo na.. Hindi ko na ito natapos.. Hanggang 2 yrs. Lamang ang nakayanan ko, dahil nagkasakit na ang aking ina ng malubha.. At walang mag-aalaga sa kanya. Lingid sa kaalaman ng aking ina, lumalaki akong isang napakagandang bata. Maganda rin ang hubog ng aking katawan na namana ko sa aking ina. Hindi ako kaputian, pero makinis ang aking balat. Dahil sa kapos kami sa pagkain.. Nagdalaga akong balingkinitan lamang ang aking katawan, matangkad ako at natural ang pagka curly ng hair ko. Nang ganap na ika 19 years old ko.. Nagpasya na akong pumunta ng maynila upang makapaghanap ng trabaho. At napansin ko rin naman na medyo gumanda na ang kalusugan ng aking ina. Sa pag punta ko sa maynila, nakahanap ako ng magandang trabaho, ngunit may naging kapalit.. At ito ay ang pagka durog ng aking puso.. Nang malaman ang lihim ng aking pagka tao.. May pag Asa pa kaya akong makaahon sa hirap? At maging masaya?..

My mom was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her life is smooth-sailing most of the time. The only mistake she's ever made is falling for my dad. That's why she insists on finding me a husband who's the complete opposite of my dad. My dad is tall and intimidating-looking, so Mom wants someone who's short and perverted-looking. My dad is a knowledgeable and well-read man, so Mom wants a guy who has only graduated from elementary school. My dad prioritizes his moral integrity more than anything else, so Mom prefers a guy who drinks, gambles, and sleeps around. She tells me, "This type of man is easy to manipulate, unlike your father, who just divorced me out of nowhere!" It's true that the man Mom has chosen for me won't divorce me. After all, he leeches from me on top of beating me up. It's not enough to leech my money from me, it seems—he just has to take everything from me. My mom says in a righteous tone, "This is the only way that proves you're valuable to him. He won't divorce you at all." I've fought back and escaped from my husband many times. Every time I do, my mom will trick me into returning to him by hurting herself. As always, I'm greeted with another round of beating whenever I do return to him. Mom will take me to the hospital to get my injuries treated. Then, she'll say, "Hurry up and give birth to a son for him. Once you have a son, you'll be extremely valuable to your husband. He won't beat you up anymore." Today is supposed to be the day Mom takes me to the hospital to check my ovulation timing. She spends a long time calling me on the phone, yet I never pick up. After that, she sends me a few audio messages that last for 60 seconds each just to lecture me. "Beatrice Anderson, what makes you think you can just ignore my calls? The hospital check-up is for your own good! As long as you can get pregnant with a son, your husband will be wrapped around your finger! He won't divorce you after this! Why can't you understand how much I care for you?" I seriously can't understand at all. After all, I've gotten beaten to death yesterday. My corpse is cut into 28 chunks, and they are being frozen in the fridge as I speak.