Lemon Stories Forced Novels & Stories

Now his gaze is more serious. "Yes yes, I'm not angry," Jeno replied with a smirk until his eyes narrowed. "I'm dirty Jeno." Only that came out of Leora's mouth from earlier, more tears came out without permission remembering what happened yesterday. "Leo, I'm not forcing you to tell a story. Don't be forced," Jeno's grandson. "B-but, I want a story."

Jack got up then he transformed himself into a big wolf. Jack knelt before Liam and begged him for forgiveness. Meanwhile, Leah was still guessing and scared herself. What if Liam did the same thing to her? "Show me your strength, little girl!" Liam ordered. He looked very fierce. Like he was about to pounce and swallow Leah whole. "I... can't," Leah refused. "Do you want to play me on purpose?" Liam warned her. Liam placed his hand on Leah's neck. He slowly threatened her then pressed her neck until she was asphyxiated.

I say when my voice cracks in the end just by the thought of everything that happened. I have to take a sip of my water before I continue with the story. "The day they forced me to take their daughter's place, I will never forget. The luna sedated me when I tried to fight my way out of it, but they went through with it anyway. And once they had inseminated me with him, they kept me in a coma state for two weeks to make sure I couldn't do anything or run away from there," I say when I hear a gasp coming from Liz.

"So violent love. Of course, I didn't agree. But I think they did a background check on me. They were furious when I said no. " "They? How many are they you meet? " Uncle Jayson asks. His protectiveness arose every time someone tried to bully Lyza and me. "Six, Mr. Garcia, his four sons, and daughter Annabelle. They are trying to intimidate me. One of his sons was furious when I said no to his sister and said who am I to turn down his sister? Because just an orphan who you picked up and dressed up."

Dad completed. “Forcefully?” I questioned, a hint of anger in my voice. “No, Ayaan. Never. We would never do that. The agreement was willingly from their side. We gave them an out. They could take their father and go far away from here. Leave the country. Take as much money as they wanted and needed for the rest of their lives. Have a new identity for themselves and go their merry way. We will say that they all died in the gang war.” Viren uncle replied patiently, sensing the shift in my mood.

And just like that, the police took me away. During the interrogation, an officer asked me, “Why are you trying to force your sister-in-law to abort the child?” I replied flatly, “My family’s parrot said the baby was an abomination that must not be kept. So, I took her to terminate the pregnancy.” The officer became furious and threw his pen on the table. “That’s nonsense!” I let out a cold laugh. “Officer, do you have any proof that I’m talking nonsense?”

"Listen, I'm the campus doctor. I need you to tell me who the father of your baby is." "It's Leo..." The moment the recording ended, Lynn screamed. "That's fake! The recording is fake!" She jabbed a finger at me. "He forged it! Or he forced her to say that while she was in agony! Think about it! She was dying and in extreme pain. You really think she knew what she was saying? He planned this! He had it all set up to clear his name! He's despicable!"

“Little Lemon!” Mable rushed over and picked Lemon up. Lemon hugged her mother and pressed her cheek against her face, pointing at the butterfly in Jeremiah’s hand. “Mommy... Unc... Butterfwy...” Mable kissed her cheek. “Good girl.” Jeremiah looked at Mable and said, “Lemon kept crying earlier, so I thought she was unwell. It seems she just misses you after not seeing you all day...” Mable sighed in relief. She thought that Lemon was sick and was worried the whole way back.

“I will make you suffer for almost ruining my life last night,” He grabbed Liam's free hand and forcefully handcuffed it. “Let me go!” Liam yelled, struggling painfully and futilely with the handcuffs. “Someone help!!!" “You can scream all you want, but we've paid almost all the staff here to show you no compassion, so keep on shouting, go ahead,” Leo said, sinisterly. * Emma was at home, making some pancakes for the kids. It was the weekend, and she decided to make one of their favorite snacks.

The moment she spoke, the entire hall fell into stunned silence. “My name is Lydia Wells.” She said, her voice trembling, “I was taken when I was sixteen. The council promised us protection, but instead, they sold me.” Gasps filled the room. The video cut to another person, this time, a man with hollowed cheeks and scars across his arms, “They told me I was going to a work program.” He said bitterly, “They sold me into forced labor. They took everything from me.” Another one appeared, "They forced me to sell drugs."