Pillar Woman Novels & Stories

Say another. "FOR GOD'S SAKE, MOVED! JUST HAND HER OUT, BILLY!" Billy, my father. If they ask him to move, he must be outside right now, trying to calm down the angry folk. Oh, God. He can die Amber! "WE CAN'T HAVE A PROSTITUTE IN OUR TOWN, BILLY!" "GET THAT WICKED WOMAN OUT!” "SHE THE CHILD OF EVIL. SHE IS AN OMEN! SHE WILL KILL ALL OF US. HAND HER OUT, SUSAN!"

Thankfully, the dark web also had an email platform, and these women gave me their addresses so that I could contact them. I gathered the stories of Susanna, whose boss held the position of floor manager over her head until she finally agreed to perform oral sex on him. I contacted Marie, who had let two of her bosses touch her body despite how uncomfortable it made her, just so that she could get a raise that allowed her to stay in Packhaven rather than being shipped off to Southhaven.

Faced with a problem, Stanley would struggle when the ordinary man would have solved it without so much as batting an eyelid. Seeing that Stanley bought her words, Bianca pushed forward. "Mr. Pierson, I'm an innocent woman. The reason I sold my uterus was because my family was poor and my mother needed funds to undergo urgent treatment. If not for my hands being tied, no sane woman would be willing to sell her body like this." Bianca's voice was soft and weak, and tears flowed freely down her beautiful face. This made Stanley very uncomfortable, and it was his first time doubting his master's accusations.

Willow pleaded but Mrs Eleanor shook her head sadly. "You haven't said the truth. Patrick accused you of cheating on him, even though he didn't mentioned it to me, I saw it all on the recording footage. Indeed my son cannot marry two wives and I wouldn't want his life to be at risk. Go back to your father's house, as I don't want to see you here again." Mrs Eleanor dismissed and she walked away, going back to her room and just then did Mrs Victoria walked in as she saw the lady bleeding that they took away.

"Even capitalists would gag at your BS. Workers have rights too. You sound straight-up disgusting." "Say whatever. You're not getting a cent. You got fired. End of story. Just another broke nobody thinking she's owed something." The officer's face dropped. I cracked up. Mr. Kane grabbed her arm, trying to shut her up. I leaned in. "This place is gonna crash and burn with nepotism trash like you running it." She yanked free, yelling, "Still better than you! I don't even work and I make more than you ever did, slaving away!"

“What if something had happened on the way? Are we going to explain to public that cravings led her to the arms of another man?!” “The young man was only helping me, after seeing my state.” Camille explained. “And the other lady? Why did you pick a fight with her?” Camille burst into tears. “She mocked my looks and my big belly. I guess the media didn't capture that for you, Adrian.” Adrian sighed. “How could you think I'd go out cheating in my current state. What man would even agree to that?” Camille sobbed. “If only that young man's face was clearly captured, he'd have known better than to touch the daughter-in-law of the Whitmore family next time.” Richard low voice came from the backgro

Wushi. He would make women obsessed with him and buy them anything they wished for, but never would he give them love nor affection. He considered all women who approached him objects of desire that were bound by materialism. It was impossible and yet they would always try to melt a heart of stone. She recalled her former life when she killed for a living. 'Adolf's shadow' was the name she earned due to how inept and cruel she was to her targets.

"She's not just an ex-wife, she's a living saint! I heard she paid off all of the debt for him." "Marcus is about to have it made. Living off a woman is still a skill." I did not move. I merely looked down at my worn-out sneakers with the soles coming apart. "Excuse me, I've got deliveries to make," I said, my voice coming out hoarse. The veins on the back of my hand bulged as I gripped the handlebars. There was no way Shirley missed me. She probably just wanted to see if I was dead yet. Back in court, when she sobbed and testified that I embezzled company funds to support a boy toy, she had worn that same expression.

But a few hours passed and there was no sight of any of them. I got bored and decided to call on one of my popular prostitutes to come over. In less than forty minutes, she had arrived at the mansion where I was, and I told the security to let them in. I could see the level of fear in her eyes when she saw me. I could feel she was tense as she walked to my room. She was one of the few prostitutes that I knew hated having sex with me. She agreed to have sex with me because of the huge amount that I would give to her after her time. I made her work hard for the money every single time. I knew that my harshness towards her was one of the reasons she hated spending time with me. I knew she was f

Someone patted Linda Park on the shoulder: "Hey, you're going to be hot this time, your assistant turned out to be Rachel West." "Who? Rachel West? Who is Rachel West?" " Rachel West, you don't know, she is Mr. Smith's ex-wife, but it is said that his ex-wife died five years ago, and I don't know if they are wrong and think your assistant is Rachel West. " "Haha" Linda Park said with a smirk, "That's it, they must have read it wrong. If that ugly bastard is Mr. Smith's ex-wife, then I'm still Mrs. Smith's current boss, really."