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CEO's Only Wife Shiver
Panic gripped me. “What the hell are you doing?” There was a pause, and then his amused voice spoke. “I told you, give you a clean shower.” I opened my mouth to respond when the first wave of cold water touched my feet. Startled, I squealed. While I tried miserably to crawl out of the tub by rolling over to the edge, the water grew warmer and the kidnapper lifted me back to where I was. "I don't want to take a bath. Release me.” I tried to remove the blindfold, repeatedly slapping myself in the face because my loose arms refused to obey. The kidnapper tried to hold back his laughter but failed. "I don't care if you like it or not, you need to shower." Feeling his hand on my shoulder, I mustered all my strength to fight back. My arms swung back and “landed” where I thought was his face or neck. His fingers grip my hair, pulling my head back at an odd angle. “You want me to act rough too?” he growled close to my ear. When he didn't get an answer, he squeezed his hand even harder,
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Eric led his beautiful hostage toward the center of the room. Her steps seemed hesitant, scared, as if he expected him to push her down a steep precipice. He urged her to step forward but in return she only backed up against him. But that's okay. She could stay close to him all night and it wouldn't hurt. Without protest, he let the girl bump into him, almost couldn't help laughing as she let out a gasp and jumped forward like a cat avoiding water. Or in this case, his erection. Eric reached out, gently grasping her arms, and she froze, clearly too scared to move forward or backward. Desire welled up in him. He finally got her - here - between his fingers, under his control. Eric closed his eyes, enjoying himself for a moment. She got here a little over three hours ago, lying on the shoulders of that Jair trash. Bruised, dirty, full of vomit and sweat, but that wasn't the worst part. One of them, and he didn't have to wonder which one, hit her in the face. Anger ran down his spine t
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“Damn it!” he yelled as her head hit his nose directly. Instinctively, he released her, pressing the sides of his nose with his hands. She moved very quickly, a stream of dark hair and a bathrobe rushing toward the bedroom door. Eric growled deep in his chest. Rushing toward the girl and grabbing a handful of her robes, but when he pulled her back, she wiped them off the pile of fabric. The voluptuous scent of flesh assaulted all his senses. When the girl's hands reached the bedroom door and found it securely locked, his fingers dug into her hair and clenched into a fist. He jerked her back abruptly, causing her to stumble to the floor. No longer taking her ferocity for granted, no longer enjoying the sight of her thrashing limbs, he sat directly on top of the girl. "Is not!" she screamed desperately, her knees once again searching his groin, her nails determined to dig into his face. "You like to fight, don't you?" He smiled. “I like it too.” Using more force than necessary, he
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Jair suddenly entered the room and Eric didn't bother to hide his anger. "What the hell are you doing in here?" Jair was clearly drunk and that made him all the more dangerous. Jair's eyes flashed with anger before striding toward the girl who was curled up on the bed. His gaze roamed over her naked body, and his lips curled into a lustful smile. "It seems to me that the little whore is awake." The girl is scared, very scared. She hastily crouched to the head of the bed, trying to cover herself with her arms and hair - and at the same time trying to pull the sheets up from under her. He suddenly realized the fact that the girl had not reacted like that while they were sitting on the bed together. She seemed more enraged than scared of him, but that was after the blindfold was removed and she realized who he was. That means one of two things: either, she feels she already knows him based on their brief encounter, or two, she finds him unthreatening. Whether it's one or two, the way s
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I was seven years old when I was first warned about becoming a whore. It was one of the few times I spent time with my dad, which I remember vividly because he scared the crap out of me. We were watching the movie Return to the Blue Lagoon and Lilly was bewildered when she noticed blood between her legs. I was too young to understand what was going on, so I asked my dad. He said, “Women are filthy whores and filled with filthy blood, so they have to get rid of it every month.” I was so stunned that I fell into an eerie silence. I imagined myself running out of blood, just skin and bones. "Am I a woman, Dad?" My dad took a long gulp from his soft drink rum, "Someday." My eyes blurred with tears as I thought about the horror of losing all my blood, "How can I have more blood?" Dad smiled and hugged me. The smell of alcohol on his breath was always a consolation to me, “You'll have a little girl…just don't be a whore.” I squeezed my dad, "I won't!" Leaning back, I looked into his d
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I use it to wash clothes for my family at home. My stomach tightens. I don't hate my mother. I love her. I should have told her that often, even if she rarely told me. Tears hurt my eyes, but right now I couldn't fall to my knees. I had to think of a way to escape. My first instinct was to try using the door, but I brushed it off because it was too stupid. Firstly because I remember it was locked. Plus, if it's not locked, I'm sure I'll run into the kidnappers face to face. The look of that guy, the guy named Jair, his eyes flashed in my mind and a shiver of terror ran down my spine Instead, I tiptoed over to the curtains and pulled them down. The window was boarded shut. I could barely hold back a cry of frustration. Running my fingers around the edge of the wooden plank, I tried to pull it up, but I couldn't. Damn it. The door swung open right behind without warning. I spun around, slamming my back against the wall as if I could blend in with the curtains. Room door is not locked
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“Over here,” he said. The voice startled me, but I moved towards him anyway. "Stop. I want you to crawl over here.” My legs trembled. Cow? Are you kidding? Run. Run now. He stood up and looked straight at me. Where do you run? Look how quickly he pushed her to the ground and drugged her! My knees hit the ground. What other option is there? I lowered my head but still felt his eyes on me, like the weight that signaled his hand was about to reach out. My knees and palms move on the ground until they reach the toes of his boots. I am stuck. Almost nude. Weak. Scared. I am his. He leans down and gathers my hair with his hands. Slowly, he pulls my head up until our eyes meet. He looked at me intently; His brows furrowed, his mouth pursed into a rigid line. “I wish he hadn't done this to you,” he said while stroking the corner of my left eye. “You really are a beautiful girl; It is shameful.” My heart constricted. Memories, that memory tore through my defenses and rose to the surface of
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My hunger is an angry living being, scratching and howling beneath every inch of my skin. I lunged for the sumptuous meal like a hungry animal - shoving food and water down as deep in my throat as I could. I don't even know if what I'm stuffing in my mouth is chicken or dried spiced beans. Just knowing where that food could fill the void in my stomach was fine, and I ate until I couldn't eat anymore. Until I'm full. Grease, salt, and food crumbs covered my hands and face while my throat was busy constricting around the last batch of hearty food. When my hunger stopped, I finally saw a plastic fork in the middle of the empty paper plates. In a frenzy, I grabbed it and ran straight to the paneled window, weakly stabbing it into the planks. As the meal continued to find its way down to my stomach, the plastic fork shattered when I tried to pry open the window. Breathing fast and shallow with the food still in my throat, I finally threw the broken pieces of plastic across the room, towar
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CEO's Only Wife I have to go
It's just a feeling, but I've been feeling it for a while. Someone is following me. I contacted Kudo, and he seriously sent some scouts to see if I was in danger. He was supposed to see me in a few days, in the name of investigating a fake case. During that time, he wanted me to behave normally. He didn't want my stalker to find out I knew.Kudo said he had heard several reports of people targeting Raymond's allies. Raymond has been missing for over a year and his government is not happy about it. They think the FBI has something to do with his disappearance. Of course they have no proof. Kudo didn't seem too upset about that, though. The culprit is clearly an unknown person. He freed eighteen women from sexual slavery.When I first heard the news, I immediately thought it might be Eric, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone. Kudo didn't say it, but I think he might as well suspect Eric. It showed in the way he asked if I was likely to know who the person was or if s
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Johnny sits across from former Miss Yena Ruiz. She looks terrible. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her face and pulled into a messy bun. She has dark circles under her eyes and doesn't eat much either. The lack of food kept her in the hospital for another 72 hours, but they couldn't keep her once she decided she wanted to leave. Agent Sloan was also in the room. The revelations of the case were hard to swallow for her, too, and Johnny wished there was some way to comfort her without misleading her into thinking he was seducing her. She went to his room after visiting Yena at the hospital, and learned about his last conversation with Yena. They discussed the case for a while, but then she wanted to talk about the night they had sex, and he had to tell her frankly that it was just a one-night stand. She called him a coward. He called her even worse. “Is this the last piece of paper?” Anne Caliph asked. “Yes,” Johnny said. “Once you step out of this room, you will be Anne Cali
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“Why don't you let me decide for myself what is right? I want to stay with you.” I said choked. My heart rate increased, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You're giving me a chance to go back home, back to my life, back to what I said I wanted - but all I can think about is, it doesn't matter if That means I'll never see you again. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and pressed his forehead against it, “You don't know what you want, Nana, and what you want, you're just brainwashed into wanting them.” I immediately inhaled, trying to protest; He raised his hand to stop me. “I've been doing this for a long time - manipulating people to my liking. That's why I think I love you. Because you broke me and then put me back together and made me believe it. This is not an accident. Once you've left everything behind…you'll see that." I could barely see him through the mist of tears clouding my vision. Eric believed what he said. I could hear it in his voice – but he was w
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I was just unbuttoning my shirt when it happened. There was a huge explosion and something hit me right in the face. I reached up to touch my cheek. The breath left me in a heartbeat. Eric was above me, screaming, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Looks like I didn't hear anything. My head ached. I bumped it to the floor when Eric lunged at me. Bricks flew everywhere. “Nana!” Eric shouted as he shook me. It pierced the silence in my head. BOOM! Another flood of rubble flew towards us. Eric lay on top, covering my face with his hands while burying his head near my shoulder. There's someone out there shooting at us. My eyes drifted to the door and I could see huge holes in what used to be wood. We rolled to the back of the bed. My whole body was shaking and I had no idea what was going on. Eric was pushing me and I cried out in pain. “Get in the tub!” He shouted. Then he pushed me again. I managed to get up on my hands and knees. Crawling towards the bathroom, I squirmed in
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The mansion is very quiet, strangely quiet. No Felipe. No Celia. No Raymond. Eric didn't answer and I didn't ask any questions.It was very hot outside, even though it was only early morning. I realized I hadn't stepped outside in a long time, under the bright sun. I am wearing clothes. I was…free. My footsteps stopped when that realization hit. FREE!“The truck isn't far, keep going,” Eric said coldly.I felt myself choking, an excited laugh escaping my lips, “Where are we going?” I said with tears of joy in my eyes."Please don't ask. Just go with me.”I looked at him, the pain on his face was so intense. Now is not the time to argue with you. Whatever he was doing, it seemed like a big deal. It will change everything between the two of us, but he is begging me to go with him, and when the man you love asks you to go with him – you will.We walked less than a mile, but I was amazed at the overall scale of Felipe's mansion. Whatever his business is, it's probably making a profit. We
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Fear aside, I parted my lips and let his tongue invade my mouth. He groaned as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me. I tug on his dirty shirt and he pulls away from the kiss just long enough to pull it over his head. Sand and blood, I'm sure, fell on my face, but I just wiped them off with the back of my hand and continued to kiss Eric. His hands were everywhere at once, touching my hair, pulling me close, squeezing my breasts. His pillow hill slid between my knees, pushing them apart. I opened my legs and let Eric's lower belly press against me. I can feel his masculinity, confined in his jeans, pressing against his inner thighs. As we pounced on each other, a part of his wild personality seeped into me and before I knew it, I pushed him aside. He grabbed my shirt and let out a sound I understood to be a warning. “Yours, Eric. I promise," I said. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my breasts to Eric. His mouth came in, causi
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Eric has been gone for hours. I sat on the floor, next to his gun, waiting for something to happen, anything. So many times I thought about leaving the room and looking for him, but still tried to convince myself to give up the idea. Eric told him to wait. So I wait.A sense of dread began to rise as I saw light seeping through the curtains. The sun was rising and Eric hadn't come back yet. I wonder if Celia will return, but I doubt it will. The bridge between us has been completely burned down. The only consolation was knowing that she would keep Felipe from harming me.Suddenly, there was a very loud thud at the door, and then another hour. My heart almost jumped in my throat, but then I remembered Eric said he'd knock twice. I reached for the gun, just in case.I watched the revolving door handle and when the door swung open I could barely absorb what I was seeing. Eric stood in the doorway. His body was covered in mud. Blood stains everywhere.“Eric?” I managed to whisper, but sti
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“There will be no trial,” Kudo said. He started walking again, a fist resting on the back of his neck. “I know how it is. I don't want to believe it, but I know. I've been arguing with my boss for the past few hours. There will be…” Kudo seemed very flustered. “There will be a lot of arrest warrants, I'm sure. Those who are auctioned will no doubt be taken to a shelter, but… no justice will be served. Not the kind that those victims deserve.” "How can that be?" I sobbed. “How could you let that happen?” “Raymond is a senior officer in the Pakistani Army, Nana. His government will not allow a scandal to get out. They agreed to let our government take part in the raid on the condition that they keep their men out of the way. When the chaos is over, it's up to them to decide who's present and who's not, that's how international political organizations work." I felt like someone had just hit me in the chest with a heavy wooden stick. For the second time in my life, I understood Eric's
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“Are you sick?” Eric whispered. His blond brows furrowed nervously. I've never seen him like this. He looks so happy and peaceful. I reached up and stroked his beautiful face. "I am fine." He wiped my eyes, "Then why are you crying?" "I don't know," I replied and continued to run my hand over his face. "I think I'm just happy." He smiled, "Strange reaction to happiness, but that's okay." He bent down and licked away one of my tears. I squirmed, “What are you doing?” I laugh. "I'm curious," he whispered seriously. "About what?" “Will happy tears taste the same as sad tears?” he replied. His words made me cry harder. I can't control them. I am overwhelmed by everything. "And?" I managed to ask. "I think they're sweeter," he replied, kissing me, "but maybe it's just your face." We burst out laughing. I heard voices. I sat up in bed. For a few seconds, I forgot where I was. The room is very small. There are bars on the window frames. The bed wasn't Eric's. “I can't come back
