A Trillionaire’s Revenge

"Bloody hell!" I yell as I barge into my room, fuming with rage, and angry tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. How dare Uncle Mark and father make a mockery of my choice of friends? I honestly wanted to give them a huge piece of my mind, but I'd been brought up in a decent way− it would be unladylike and extremely rude for me to speak rudely with the elders.  "Sweetheart!" My ever loyal and over pampering godmother, Ruth enters the room, obviously hoping to pacify me.  "Aunt Ruth, can I please get some privacy? If you don't mind." I ask, in a composed tone. I really wanted to smash everything in the room. What right did my father and Uncle Mark have to insult José, just because he was black? They could have waited for him to leave the damned party before they passed on their disgusting comments about an

The doctor had seen my father, and he was okay, resting in his room. Aunt Ruth had announced to the guests that the party was over. I was beyond sad and deeply hurt.  "Natalie?" Rocky calls.  I feel relieved, just the person I needed. "Hey."  "What happened? Why was the party cancelled?"  My eyes become watery, causing Rocky to worry. "Are you okay?" He asks. "Daddy is dying, he has a brain tumor."  "Oh, my God. Natty, I'm so sorry. How did that happen?" "I don't know, he said he found out a few weeks ago." Rocky hugs me, "Everything's going to be fine, Natty." He assures me.  I remember my plans for the night. Would having sex despite my father's current condition make me selfish? I didn't know. The only thing I wanted was to forget about my problems. I didn't want t

Judith's Pov "Did Carrington send you?" I ask, as soon as Natalie leaves the room. "Yes. I'll get straight to the point. Mr. Carrington has decided that if your daughter doesn't agree to marry him within the next 24 hours, he'll go public with something that will hurt not only your family, but will make you land in prison." "The docks, 2003." The man states, and I lose my balance for a second. It was a secret no one could ever know. It was a secret my husband and I had to die with.  "She'll do it." I respond as fast as I can. "Here," He brings out some documents and hands them over to me. I take them. He continues, "This states that she will not withdraw after giving her consent, neither will she ask for a divorce. Mr. Carrington will be the only one capable of asking for a divorce." "She'll sign it." I respond, still trembling in fear.

"I'd like to escort my father to the hospital before I leave." She demands as she walks up to me.  "No, you can't. I'll have some of my men escort him if you wish." She gives me a dirty look, "Don't you have a father? How can you be so cruel?" She asks, and I almost laugh. Father? I want to grab her neck and yell. Tell her that her father was the reason why I didn't have a father, a family for that matter. I chuckle. "I did, at some point." I answer, trying to calm myself. I continue, "But now, I don't and I certainly don't care about you or your father." The only reason why I was  "You can't stop me from seeing my father, I will see him with or without your consent!"  "I'm your husband, Natalie," I say as I pull her closer to me, squeezing her arm, I continue, "and, you will do as I wish." There's so much anger and hatred in her eyes as she squirms, "In name alone

I didn't know what time it was because I hadn't left the room since what transpired between Luke and I earlier on. I was curled up in my bed, with no tears left to cry. My mind drifted into thoughts about my father. I hoped he was doing well and recovering well. I missed him so much during these hard times. I wonder if he knew what my mother had done. If he knew that I had been sold off like a piece of furniture just to save our name and money. My mind drifts off to Rocky. Why hadn't he come for me? Did he hate me? It wouldn't come as a surprise after all, I did betray him.  I had decided to take a tour round the house— if I was going to escape again, I needed to know every possible escape route. Luke's house was indeed very huge. There was a total of nine rooms and every room had a bathroom in it. There was a mini theatre on the second floor and beside it was a chapel with the statue of Mary in it. I had prayed there for a while, asking and b