Second Class Citizen Novels & Stories

But I must have imagined the distant look on his face when he replied because she was indeed meh. Marcus's parents bought a beautiful violet evening dress for her. I am sure I would have looked ravishing wearing that. She did not look like she was used to such fancy clothes or jewelry. I may be a plebeian, but my family is not any less rich or powerful. We have lands, slaves, and live a similar life like affluential folks in the town do, and yet, we are considered second class citizens. So much for class exaggeration, and now they end up with such a plain looking barbarian girl who doesn't satisfy any legal conditions required for marrying a Roman citizen.

-------------------------------------------------------------- At the subway station, a dainty girl in a striped grey jumper squeezed past the commuters and hurriedly boarded the train. As expected, the carriage was bustling with a vast number of commuters travelling to the city and she struggled in locating an empty seat. The puerile and innocuous Janny was not used to the speedy and hectic life in City N. It was extremely distinct from the slow and peaceful life in City S! Janny ended up receiving a few pushes by the rushing passengers, before falling directly on a seat and bruising her bottom!

"We are the Second Caste. We are now the rulers of Country I. We have armies amounting to millions and countless assets. Do something about us? I don't believe someone like that even exists. Maybe you can try to do something for me instead? I swear I'll kneel before you!" Bart snickered after he said that. Any man knew what he was talking about. Clap! Clap! At this time, the sound of someone clapping could be heard. "I see… I didn't expect the Second Caste from Country I would be so powerful. But I'm not someone who believes in the word impossible… Maybe I can do something to you instead?" Harvey's indifferent voice echoed in the hall as he slowly walked inside, clapping his hands.

“That makes sense.” Therefore, Galiot said to Thomas, “Did you hear him? A second-class person like you will be arrested.” “What did you say?” Thomas asked indifferently. “Why can’t you understand? In this first-class area, the residents are friendly. How can we allow a second-class person like you to stay here? Officer Holt, arrest him please!” Just as Galiot was about to become happy, Clement suddenly said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Haynes. Please leave.”

He said sarcastically. "um... they live in a rented house." "Very nice, What is their financial status?" "uhh, they will be like us appa. They are not poor." "They are not rich either. I don't want them to be super rich, but I want them to be at least better than us so that I can be sure that you will live in peace. But then, let it go as you both have years to come, you can earn more if you both get a good job. What is their caste?" He asked me which is another unexpected thing from dad.

“How on earth did she become the queen and ruler of this mighty pack? For someone we all treated worse than a slave. Someone we wanted dead. Someone we ridiculed, mocked, disgraced, flogged, scorned, banished and exiled like plague. How then did she manage to come out alive and make her way up to the top?” “Mother, I never knew a day like this would come. A day I would feel so ashamed and embarrassed of myself. I don't even know how to cover my head in shame. I wish the ground would just open and swallow me. Death would have been a much better punishment than this.” Hector felt a cold shiver through his spine. He couldn't breathe properly.

She had been betrayed once before, and she refused to let it happen again. As she walked out of Ethan's life, Lily felt a sense of sadness but also a sense of relief. She knew that she had made the right decision, and that she was finally free to find someone who would truly love and respect her. She had learned that sometimes, "a second chance with someone new was the best thing you could ask for".

“That won’t do. Julien is a salesman. According to his understanding, he belongs to the upper class. How can we let him do labor that belongs to the lower class?” “Mr. Cohen is very good at making jokes, but we’re all ordinary people. There’s no upper or lower class between us. If we had to distinguish, then except for you three, all of us are the lower class.” The manager waved his hand and turned to Julien. “What are you still standing there for? Go get a towel to wipe the car! This is your own mistake. You can’t be thinking that I will help you make up for it, right?” “Manager, I…”

I've gone to great lengths to ask Damon to leave my life, but he's the one who keeps holding me back. "I didn't pursue Damon at all. I even asked him to divorce me and ask him to marry you, but what did he say? He refused, in fact he clung to me even more. He even said he would keep me as his legal wife! Meanwhile, you're going to be a second wife, which of course means you'll be the butt of everyone's ridicule for being second. I wish you realized that the status of a second wife is the lowest status in this world. No woman wants to be the second woman. It's not like you to be so proud of that. You're so shameless."

Like a damsel in distress and a prince. A struggling businesswoman and a billionaire. I was worth nothing now. He was going to do whatever he wanted and I couldn't do anything. I signed the paper and handed it over to him. I wiped my tears angrily and watched as he examined the paper. “Good. You have two days to move out.”With that, he got up with his mistress and walked out.