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CEO's Only Wife My eyes
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
CEO's Only Wife A chair
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
CEO's Only Wife Beside me
“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
CEO's Only Wife Darkness
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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The sound of my heart pounding in my ears, my breathing became labored. Anxiety swirled through my body to settle in my stomach, making me feel nauseous. I thought to myself: Should I resist him? Should I risk angering him? My instincts don't tell me to run or hide, they say stay still. They say… obey? Please stop. He let go of my hand, quelling all the panic; Not knowing what to do with my hands, I wrapped my arms around myself. It felt like he was piercing me with his eyes. The ferocity in that gaze was almost filthy. What is he doing in my mind? Something very strange was going on inside of me, a very basic and very simple perception, like man and woman, female and male, hard and soft, game and prey. Yes, I was terrified. But at the same time there was an undercurrent of something quite familiar. Lust? Maybe. My eyes drifted away from his face. I had fantasized about this man, dreamed of being touched by him. I used to long for his eyes on my naked body. Picture his soft lips on
CEO's Only Wife It's done
He pulled me off the floor with his wrists, and, in one swift motion, hung my wrists on a bedpost until I was precariously standing on my toes. Hanging huge exposed there; My whole body is tensed to a close - everything is exposed, my breathing becomes rapid. He roughly grabbed my face, “Do you know what your problem is, pet? She still hadn't learned to choose wisely. Dinner would have been different, but you chose this.” I have prepared a sly reply on the tip of my tongue. The words would make him as angry as I terrified, but then he kissed me. The kiss was intense, possessive, with the intention of smothering the criticism in its infancy. There's no glancing tongue here; he was too smart to do that, but just pressed his full lips against mine. It ended before I had a chance to react. He walked over to the cart where the food had been left and rummaged through a black bag. My eyes widened. Where the hell is that thing? There is nothing in the world as ominous as a black bag, a blac
CEO's Only Wife Her disguise
Eric closed the door to the girl's room and locked it, then put the key in his pocket. He rested his forehead on the closed door. The image of her body reappeared, lying face down on the mattress, the criss-crossed whips on her back stretching from shoulder to ankle. He wanted to run the tip of his tongue over every red mark, leaving no part of her untouched. Through the door, he could hear her muffled cries, and a strange shiver ran through him. Tension welled up inside Eric, showing itself through Eric's body, causing his muscles to tighten. He stopped stretching and then clenched his hand, knuckles creaking then letting go. Loosening his body even more, he forced himself to relax. It's three o'clock in the morning. He was drugged, sweaty, and in need of something, anything—a woman, perhaps. He looked away, the soft colors of the lights were not very bright but still bright enough. He likes this house. With each passing week inside it, he liked it more and more. From what is known
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He turned around, leaning against the counter, the edge pressing against his spine. One hand gripped the edge of the counter, the other a bottle of beer that was rapidly cooling down as streaks of water ran down his arm. He drank heavily. There's a lot to put on the girl's shoulders, and then there's him. Aside from his personal enmity, he couldn't let Raymond down. Vladek Rostrovich must die. In this respect, Raymond and he never disagreed. When it comes to taking each step, it's completely different. He took a full gulp, churning the liquid in his mouth before swallowing and feeling it fill him. Ruining the lives of others is what he is very good at, of course, this task is no different. Or is it? He emptied the beer bottle, enjoying a little but still wanting more. He turned to rinse his mouth, watching the water rush out. The girl was really terrified of him, that he was sure of. Have to use that to your advantage. Under his tutelage, she would become whatever it took to survive
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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
CEO's Only Wife Justice
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
CEO's Only Wife Because…this is the right thing to do
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
CEO's Only Wife Take care
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
CEO's Only Wife Don't look at me
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
CEO's Only Wife Stiff and dry
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
CEO's Only Wife There will be no trial
“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
CEO's Only Wife Are you sick?
“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
