My Beloved Oppressor Wattpad Novels & Stories

“It’s just… fun. You’re overreacting.” I stared at him, rage and heartbreak battling in my chest. “Fun? You’re my boyfriend! You promised—” “Promises are made to be broken,” he interrupted, smirk still in place. “And besides, you think I care what you think? You’re mine, remember? So you’ll forgive me eventually.” My hands trembled, my chest burned. I hated him. I hated myself. I hated that my love for him made me feel weak, small, trapped. And yet… a small, angry part of me wanted to fight back.

That man is a beast, and I despise him with everything in me. But if you ask who I hate even more, it’s those who go on living as though I don’t exist, those who abandoned me, and the one who crippled me. While they live happily, this is what I’m left with. Yes, he gives me gifts, anything I ask for, but he doesn’t let me live. He keeps me locked away like some Barbie doll in a playhouse. I’m not a toy, and I never will be. He doesn’t love me—the bond may exist, but to him, I’m nothing more than a possession, not a wife.

“Then what about me? Why don’t you kill me too? Why won’t you let me go? Why—” “It’s not enough!” he cut me off. “Your pain is not enough! You cannot be happy while I am unhappy! You will remain unhappy by my side forever.” He was standing now, his voice filled with nothing but disdain. I let out a shaky breath. Who was he? This wasn’t the man I had fallen in love with. This wasn’t the man who held me close on cold nights, who whispered sweet nothings in my ear, who promised to protect me from all harm. No, this was a stranger—a monster wrapped in the same familiar body. I shook my head in disbelief, my heart pounding in my chest. How had we come to this?

“ * Would everything get easier now? I can't bet on that. Would I be happier now? Hell yeah, I will be. Would Hara ever get hurt again? Not on my watch. This was the beginning of our love story and I intend on writing a beautiful masterpiece. Twenty-eight years of searching finally paid off. I found the one who completes me and makes me wanna be a better man. And I promise to never, ever let go of her. We'll sail the tides of life together, hand in hand, soul to soul, heart to heart. ”I love you, Hara,” I cooed, hoping that would ease her troubled mind. No more abuse for her. It'll be love from here on. Once abused, but always gonna be loved.

He brushed off my attack and continued on with his story. “Once upon a time, there were two lovely mates that loved each other very much. They were the couple that everyone aspired to be. They were practically indestructible. Even in the face of the most powerful enemies, they were able to triumph with their love. They rejoiced and rejoiced, oblivious to the fact that not all of their enemies were dead. Like a fool he was, Dalton let his guard down and left his pretty little mate in my hands. I mean, what was I supposed to do? They already took everything from me! They took away my family, my friends, and MY SUPPOSED FUCKING TITLE! So, I had to take something from them too. It's just unfortu

"We could do that." "I am glad Victor is dead. I would have skinned him alive." The innocent timid girl he first met was gone, replaced by a warrior queen, made to rule by his side. "Can you forgive me?" She blurted all of a sudden. "There is nothing to forgive, moy lyubimyy." Strong thick fingers tangled in her soft brown hair. "Yes, there is. Please say yes." She argued. "Beloved..." He refused to let her punish herself for something his enemy did.

Thought so too , so in this book titled I love you am gonna put down all of my experiences , and note its gonna be in a detailed version. Question to ask : why was I sad and depressed Answer : I was brutally raped at age ten by my one and only uncle ( Fred ) who happened to be my dad's younger brother , sad right? , but that's the truth really. But you know , am not sad anymore why because, the sad incident made me meet the love of my life " Steven Damien " he is not only a good husband but also an amazing and loving father to our kids " Daniel and Daniella " i must say , they are the best things that ever happened to me and am really proud of them.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

Lynd opened one of the letters and began to read it. The most beautiful thing is your smile that you aim at the flowers and trees on the side of the road. It makes me want to know more about who you really are. The hardest thing and make me unable to turn away from you is the tears that run down your cheeks. I wish these fingers could reach out to wipe away those tears. Not just fingers, anything else I can give you. What makes me want to get closer to you and become a companion is your figure in the corner of the class reading a book. But I know you're not alone anymore. Seeing your cheerful face with friends, it relieves my heart and feelings.

When I needed my mate to accept me, all my master did was to reject me and now he wants me back after I have made someone else fall in love with me? With a smirk playing across the edge of my lips, i leaned into his embrace and also whispered, "You made me suffer for you, master. Why don't I have my own bit of cake by seeing you go through what I went through because of you?" I know I am still in love with my master because he is my mate, he is my bondage and more than anything. But here I am, foolishly walking back to the bed under his command. I don’t know what has come over me but I am unable to resist him, maybe it is because of the feeling surging they body: