Novel & Cerita She Belongs To The Streets Future

Chapter 3: Good Girl: "That's insane," she said, but her voice came out breathless. "Is it? You're already owned, just not by someone who values you properly. The Athletic Commission owns your ability to fight. The underground leagues own your earning potential. The system owns your future." Adrian reached out and touched her cheek, his fingers warm against her skin. "At least if you belong to me, you'll be treasured."

I looked at her hand I saw the power The peace The promise But I also saw the price Because in her world There were no bonds No Lucian No Soren No Ewen Only purpose And I was so tired of needing a reason to belong I took a step back She frowned “You’re not ready yet” she said “But you will be soon And when you are… I won’t ask again” She vanished into smoke that didn’t drift but watched I stood alone under the moonlight knees shaking heart hollowed by the weight of a future I hadn’t chosen but couldn’t outrun When I returned to camp they were awake waiting

This is the end of SHE BELONGS TO THE GAMMAS PART 1. This novel idea found its way to my brain after I watched a Bollywood Movie stared by Alia Bhatt titled Gangubai. Being a prostitute or a whore doesn't make you less of a human. In fact, Fuck the world! Fuck anything life threw at you. Dorothy found her bearing after five years. Gangubai fought her way to be the best and highest-paid whore within three months. And many more. Most whores didn't become a whore because they wanted to — Life made them one.

The kind who, no doubt, the fucking history books will love to sing about…no, that isn’t me. I am a monster, an illegitimate bastard who took great pleasure in using his power for one thing. The downfall of the bloodline that had given birth to him and given him nothing else. Nothing. This city is going to Hell. And I am going to be responsible for it. That’s how I want the future to remember me. And I intend to live up to my reputation. Starting with her. I am going to find her and teach her a lesson, the kind that will ensure she never dares face up to me, never dares run away from me again. The little princess of royal blood is going to be broken completely by the most nefarious bastard i

But his third eye will give light under a fire on him. Is Zerryl the future prepossessing woman of Eric? Please be ready for the incoming chapters.

Better dead than the future ahead of her. Seven years of hoping for rescue and still none. Seven years, she had believed one of those days the police would come knocking down the door and busting them out of captivity but still, every day she stares at the steel door wondering when help will come. If it will come. She is drawing near her future now. A permanent life somewhere in one of the big cities or if she is unlucky, a small one. She will dress like the people her mother detests, the people her father warned about. she will let men in her wherever they want and how they see fit. An object, she will become an object.

I am no one's property. The End♡

, She asked, the veins in her head popping. "Yes", The investigator replied. Madam Quinn clenched her fist. Why didn't she ever consider this? Why has she not thought about this? How could this happen? This is not part of the plan at all. The future she dreamt of is her only son at her beck and calls.She never knew a woman will suddenly pop out of no where. She needs to decide everything for him, even the woman he will spend his lifetime with and he has to be obedient to her.What use is a disobedient child? She only needs loyal people around.

"I can't have a future here. It's not in the cards for me. It's ruined. What people will remember of me is a shame. And I will just be an obstacle for you. I will only humiliate you. Do you really think that you want to be with a girl like me?" My jaw tightens. "No, don't say that -. " "But you, Prince, you belong here. Your future is here," she says firmly. "You have so many amazing things ahead of you, the result of all your hard work. Your future is bright. You're going to finish off the rest of your study in New York while there are already so many great companies here lining up to recruit you once you graduate. You belong here. While I don't belong here, just like you don't belong in th

The woman wore a black beanie and black denim. "Hi." She waved happily at Khai. I turned back at him. "A friend of yours?" I asked with a brow up. He rolled his head back and she approached. "I'm sorry, has he already slept with you?" she teased. The girl patted my shoulder and grimaced. "I'm sorry to come onto you like that, I'm Bonny, Khai's ex. Lol, one of his hoes like others would say. Welcome to the club." Her black hair turned with her when she grabbed a chair to join us.