Lemon Stories Forced Novels & Stories

“NO, we can’t.” “What do you mean we can’t?” He asked and I could see the anger in his face as the truth of a forced marriage was starting to sink in. "If you and Jared want to keep your business and to keep your house and remain debt free, then we can't. Ace said that if I didn’t marry him that he would run your business to the ground and tear down your house that you worked so hard for and that he would pay all of your debts.” I said Alex’s eyes grew wide with shock. “You – you knew… about my house? The business?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes. I came over that day when the man in the suit talked to you guys. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but… and then the man left and I tried to leave too, but

Ballard should be enjoying the happiness of a family union rather than fleeing. Lesley’s brow furrowed, and she examined Molly for a while. Seeing Molly didn’t seem to lie, she finally made up her mind to be honest. “One-third of the people in the research base were forced in. These people have no freedom, and their actions are being watched.” She smiled bitterly, “My fiance is one of them.” Hearing this, Molly also frowned and held her hand, giving her the courage to continue. Lesley took a deep breath, “There is still a part of people who are hired at high prices. When these two parts of people leave the island, they will be forced to take the drug to erase their memory.

Because according to Axelina, there are very few women who want to be honest and admit their own identity. "What do you mean? Can you explain to me? I want to hear it from you. If you don't mind telling it." said Axelina, inviting Lucia to sit beside her. And the story flowed from Lucia's mouth. About the beginning she was able to be with Lexon. “I was here because Lexon bought me when there was an auction at one of the famous club in Amsterdam. An unfortunate thing that happened to me that finally brought me into that cursed place. At first I intended to run away from the arranged marriage between my parents. And not knowing the Amsterdam area, I entered the embroidery area. A place where m

She pressed the loofah against the side of her neck, dragging them back and forth with a desperate, frantic energy. Scrub. Scrub. Scrub. "It’s not there. It’s not there," she whispered, her eyes squeezed shut. But the more she tried to erase Ronan’s touch, the more the reality of it set in. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt the weight of him, the way he’d pinned her wrists, and the look in his dark eyes when she’d finally whispered his name. Her skin began to turn a raw, angry crimson. She pumped more soap onto the loofah, her movements becoming more violent. She was punishing herself for the pleasure she had felt, for the way she had let her spite for Finn lead her straight into the

strictly forbade him to get intimate with her at least for one or two years. Laila you remember her right, she is the one who asked me to help. She also had a child whom she sent away from this dirt and she gave me the idea to make a deal with that br*thel owner but I didn’t know what exactly I was going to do. It was my good luck that they stopped torturing me just the week before I found I am pregnant. But how stupid I was. It was that old hag owner who told his men to stop torturing me and give me some healing time as some buyers liked me. I sometimes wonder how people can buy people. As a result, I was getting treated to be feasted on by some animal. He was the same man who was trying to

Forced Marriage Mommy Needs To Work Hard Chapter 82 Mafia's wife is a little irritating Eric replied to Jasmine, "But for me, she is my past and you are my tomorrow. I was forcibly married to you but now I want to request you to give me a chance in our relationship." Hearing Eric's words, Jasmine suddenly remembered how Eric had frightened her and forced her to marry him. Eric had threatened Jasmine that if she did not marry him, then he would tell Ryle's truth to his dad and would send Ryle for training where no one could go to him except those who trained him.

But for Kylie Santos, it felt like the start of a lifelong prison sentence. Her father’s voice echoed in her mind, as bloodless and unyielding as the person himself. “You will marry his oldest son, Lysander. It’s the best way to ensure our own family’s survival.” The weight of his phrases had shattered her world, leaving her no choice but to comply.

Her heart started beating faster. ' Even if you hide far - far away, you will be found out and brought right back here so if you want freedom... You need to die if you want freedom ' His harsh words echoed in Ana's ear, as she felt like cold water was dumped over her. Did he say it because he had experienced it himself? “ His Father was a Mafia leader and he couldn't let his son run away like this. He couldn't set him free either and Damon always told Martin that he hated him for not letting him go. ” Camelia Alvarado sighed out heavily, as Ana gulped down her saliva.

He asked me, suddenly bringing up the box. "I never got to open it. Before I knew Kashton took it with him and never gave it back, he blackmailed me with the life of my shuttles. My aunts I mean. And he forced me into the marriage," I told him, his head of repeated nod. "He did that?" He asked me, my head on the nod. "Well, what about his gift? What did his had?" He asked me, "How do you know about his gift?" I instantly asked him.

I mean , you would actually die . I didn't die, but for the first nine months of fourth grade I almost wished I had . Before then , I had a friend called Louisiana . We had been friends since kindergarten. Louisiana's parents got mad at Woodward Academy . They said the teachers weren't developmentally aware enough . They sent Louisiana to a boarding school even though she protested on .