Novel & Cerita My Beloved Oppressor Wattpad

And in that exact moment— A child's voice echoed from somewhere inside the ruins. Soft. Impossible. Terrifying. "Adrian..." Everyone froze. Every guard reached for their weapon. The voice came again. Closer this time. "Adrian..." Then a light appeared inside the burned mansion. One single light. Glowing from an upstairs window that should not even exist anymore. And slowly— Very slowly— A silhouette stepped into view behind the glass. Watching them. Waiting. The lightning flashed. And for one horrifying second— The figure looked exactly like Adrian.

My name is Briella Goodwin. For three years after losing my memory, my mortal enemy, Ronan Cooper, and I have fought relentlessly. He snatches my project in the eastern suburbs, so I destroy his in the west. He runs me over and hospitalizes me, so I shoot him in the leg. Everyone in Velport knows we are both maniacs. That is until my men make a mistake, letting him find an opening to kidnap my father, Adam Goodwin. When I rush to the scene, his grip on Dad's hand suddenly loosens. "It all ends here!" he says. The madness that has lurked in his eyes for three years vanishes in an instant. I freeze, as if he has suddenly become a total stranger. He looks at me with a bitter smile. "I

I whisper-breathed. "What?" His brows creased in confusion. "On the scale of one to ten, hundred is my number." I explained, earning myself an impressed smile. "Good girl!" He said with a small nod. A river of desires fueled my bloodstreams. I licked my lips, wondering if I was really being a nice girl now. Just tell me, which nice girl likes herself being tied up by the man who hurt her so much and enjoys every fúcking inch of his sexual oppression? Was I still a good girl? No. I used to be that just like I used to be an obedient naive wife to the most heartless man in the country.

We made love, and I never imagined he could be so heartless, to betray me in such a gruesome way. I once suggested finding a high-paying job to help repay the debt faster, but the crime boss refused. I was informed that my jackass boyfriend had used me as collateral. I couldn’t understand why. I was a human being—I could breathe, feel—and yet he treated me like a thing, a mere commodity that can be used and dumped. The next morning...

"Hmm... I believe you, but you have to pay for it." "I'll give you money as soon as you let me go." "I don't want money." "I'll be your baiter." "How do you know what a baiter is?" "I... read Wattpad books, so I just thought." "OK. Your work starts tonight." "Can you let me go? Why do you always touch me. Don't you have a girlfriend?" His eyes darkened. "That's not your business, now is it?" I was already living with heart ache. How can he easily touch another woman?

He smirked. I glared at him, my breathing shallow. “You are wrong, Victor. I will never love you because you are nothing compared to my mate. You never loved me because if you did, you wouldn't have believed my father over me. But then again, I’m glad you did actually because if you hadn’t, I would have been stuck with your silly ass, you sick bastard!” I snapped. “Your mate will never find you, no one will. Only I have the power now.” He shrugged.

I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me, forcing me back onto the bed. As I lay there, fragments of my past began to resurface. Rohan, the man I once loved with all my heart. The man who told me to get rid of our unborn child, like it was nothing more than a disposable thing. The man who now held the power to help me find my stolen children. I felt a bitter taste in my mouth as I thought of him. How could I have ever loved someone so cruel? And yet, as I looked around the room, I knew I had no choice but to beg for his help.

"The first thing you do the second you get a tiny scrap of power is use it to oppress people. You're a monster." "Oppress people?" I counter sharply. "First of all, you're not *people*. Second of all, when you were once sitting in my position, the only thing you did with your power was oppress people. Especially me. When I was your wife, you treated me like an insignificant piece of trash beneath your shoes." "You are still my wife!" "Not for long," I shoot back flawlessly. "You know one thing I also found out? You weren't the one to take care of me at the hospital, were you?"

"Because you wouldn't play nice now that I was being gentle with you. So now, we go back to my old tactics. I'll force it out of you Logan, just like back then. I don't mind controlling you, possessing you. As long as you're obedient, you'll get everything you want. That's my promise to you." He finally released me as he stepped back. "Get used to it. This is your new home. And you'd better start behaving like my lover because that is what you are from now on. By tonight, I'll have the documents for all your properties ready and laid at your feet." He turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing through the hall. I sank to the floor, my knees buckling beneath me. Tears streamed down my face

This made him unhappy, and his classmates would often mock him for it. One day, a classmate called him weird and Daniel aggressively attacked the boy. The boy was so badly injured that he had to be rushed to the hospital. This led to Daniel's expulsion from school, and his dad had to find another school for him. In his new school, Daniel became so mean and ruthless that no one dared to bully him. Despite his dad's promises to stop fighting with Harriet, Daniel had already embarked on a path of aggression and violence. However, he still feared and respected his dad deeply because he loved him.