Novel & Cerita Gloria And Mumble

15 years ago, my father fell severely ill. Out of desperation, I sold one of my kidneys to raise the 300,000 dollars required for his treatment. Who would've thought that the moment the money reached my bank account, my wife, Isabella Marten, would transfer it all away? With the money meant to save my father's life, for which I'd sacrificed a kidney, she bought her brother-in-law, Phil Gentry, a luxury car. Dad passed away on the very night his surgery was scheduled because I couldn't afford the fees. Yet, with Phil at her side, Isabella chose that moment when I was at my most anguished to bring up the topic of divorce. My mother, Gloria Sonnier, was so enraged that she suffered a heart attack right then and there. The medical personnel on scene also hurled insults at Isabella in righteous anger. However, I readily agreed to Isabella's demands and even voluntarily walked away from the marriage with nothing. Thanks to my actions, Mom severed ties with me on the spot, and I became notorious among our relatives for being a wretched ingrate. I never bother to explain myself. It's not until 15 years later that I hear of Isabella and Phil's daughter getting accepted into the police academy. I contact the Office of Personnel Management. My opportunity for revenge, for which I've waited 15 years, is finally at hand.

“Please just kill me. Please.." with tears in my eyes I begged for my own death. I am not one to have suicidal thoughts but I could no longer bear the humiliating torture I was being subjected to any more. However my abductor smiled at my pain and suffering with joy. “You will surely meet your end but it will be when I decide your pu"*y is no longer of use to me and my men. But don't think that's the only terrible thing I can do to you. So you better apologize to me and my honored guest before I allow the dogs and horses to also get a taste of you too and make no mistake it's not going to be pleasant at all," he said wickedly and I felt so humiliated.. How did my life end up this way? Physically assaulted, starved, molested and made naked; being offered as an object of pleasure to his uncharacteristically attractive but intimidating guest? I used to have a perfect life. A family who cares for me and a man who loves and cherishes me. He only just proposed to me yesterday and I have been dreaming of raising a happy family with him. So where did it go wrong? Oh, I remember now. I was stabbed in the back by the person I love and trusted the most. I didn't know she has always been envious and jealous of my happiness. My best friend Gloria, she betrayed me and sold me out to a gang of ruthless thugs to be violated and murdered. However when it seemed all hope was lost the person I least expect to help me would be my savior.

"He's my stepfather. Technically. But we have history from high school. He was my first love. My first everything." I stare at my hands because I can't look at her face while I say this. "Now he's forcing me to pole dance for him while he watches." "Watches?" "Yes." The word sticks in my throat. "He watches, touches himself and then he... marks me. Without touching me anywhere else. Just watching and then claiming me like I'm his territory." Three weeks ago, I walked out on my husband. Eleven months of rejection, of wondering what was wrong with me, of lighting candles for a man who was saving himself for my best friend. When I finally heard the truth from his own mouth, I packed one bag and I left. I thought I was starting over. Instead, I drove straight into my mother's mess. Gloria, the woman who raised chaos and called it motherhood, married a billionaire, cleaned out forty-seven million dollars from his accounts and disappeared without a word to me. Now his lawyers are at my door and I am the only thing she left behind worth collecting. My new employer is Richard Moore. Billionaire. Tycoon. The most dangerous man I have ever met. He is also the boy who took my virginity at seventeen and broke my heart in the same breath. He wants a year of service. Pole dancing, forced proximity, and all the dark things written in fine print I didn't have a lawyer to read for me. He wants to punish my mother and I'm the only punishment available. I hate him. I want to survive him. I want to get through this year with my mind and my heart intact. But what happens when surviving starts to feel a lot like wanting?