Bliss Carnap's life has been a tumultuous journey. Orphaned at birth, she was raised by her aunt, Deaconess Patricia, in Dakota. However, Aunt Patty's desperation for wealth led her to exploit Bliss, introducing her to prostitution at just 13 years old. Bliss was forced to grow up too quickly, learning to numb herself to the trauma. By 18, she had lost count of the men she had been with. Her life was a mere existence, devoid of emotions. That was until Zeke Kian, a charming soccer player from NYU, entered her life. Zeke is determined to win Bliss over, but she is unwilling to open up, fearing the vulnerability. As Zeke pursues Bliss, she must confront her dark past and the emotional scars that haunt her. Will Zeke's persistence break down Bliss's defenses, or will she remain trapped in her shell of numbness?
View More|•BLISS•| I stand in front of the apartment that would be my home for the next four months or so with my luggage in hand, actually it is Bella's apartment. I couldn't get an apartment that day because Sandy strongly disagreed on me living alone— probably she thinks I'm going to run away or something. To me I think that's so dramatic because like I always say running has never crossed my mind... Maybe it does once in a while but not to the point of executing it.. Nah, I'm not a fool to think Sandy will let me go just by running away so if I even want to leave I will rather have a better plan with a lot of cash in hand. To cut the long story short Bella offered to take me in, saying that it would be an eyesore for me to leave for school from the club and I totally agree. Though I know Sandy isn't pleased with my decision but she has no choice but to listen to Bella because somehow and surprisingly enough Bella's words work like magic on her. Anyway it's been two long wee
|•BLISS•| "Okay, I think I just ruined my appetite, eat up and let's get outta here" Bella says dropping her leftover sandwich on the tray. "And am I the only one that hasn't noticed those set of noisy hot footballers at the table over there?" She adds gesturing to a table. I roll my eyes, "noisy hot?, is that a compliment or an insult?" "Well, it can be the two together can't it... But seriously you should check them out, they are fucking hot" her eyes is still trained at their table and looking around, I notice everyone is either staring or stealing a peek at them. I roll my eyes in irritation, are they some sort if god or something. 'Yes, they could be demi- Greek - gods if you look closely, especially at the one you know is watching you right now' my subconscious pokes at me. Pardon me if I say I knew when these guys entered, and forgive me if I also say I am aware one of them is watching me with a very intense gaze and I'm trying so hard not to blush... So
|•BLISS•|Now here goes nothing...So after submitting my files to the administration office, I was asked to see the dean of Sociology for my schedule and hand outs.. And here we are now."Bliss Carnap right?" The man asks in his unmistakable rich Mexican accent."Bliss Carnap" I affirm with a nod, I actually decided to use Carnap which is my mum's surname actually.. I won't want a situation where one of Sandy's numerous client would recognize me by Pyaar.He types something on his laptop and then looks up at me. "Check your mail for your schedule and your list""Oh okay" I reply staying sitted and unsure of what to do next. I fiddle with my fingers fighting the urge not to stand and scream out loud... I'm a college student!"We are done here Miss Bliss, you may take your leave now" his thick accents sounds in my ear and I instantly stand up, bowing slightly before i walk out."You done" Bella who us already waiting for me outside the asks as I step out, she has a candy stick in her
|•ZEKE•|I sit across Lucas, two of his men standing guard behind him and I'm sure there are still some outside.. Probably five of 'em, nothing I can't handle.Lucas is one of our buyers, though from the look of it he sells it again and as it is.. I think it is to the high ranked officials in the city. Not my fucking business anyway, I just need my cash. "Last time you didn't play by the rules, this time you have to drop twice" I tell him.He eyes me warily. "Still wondering why Ryder has a small chap like you doing business with me"I laugh my fingers tapping the table. "You sure do not wanna know what this small chap is capable of doing Lucas Stockholm, let's finalize this and get the hell out of here" I state."Axel drop it" He finally says to one of his men."Good choice" I smile as Axel drop the bags on the table, I bring out the suitcase and dropp it down as I pick up the bags. "You had better not try anything funny Lucas" I warn him and stand up pressing my way out of the crow
ZEKEStepping into the house, I wipe away the streak of blood on my face and swipe it over my faded jean trousers. He is sitting at the couch when I enter, a half lighted cigarette on his hand. —Ryder, the one man I hate the most and yet the only one I have to trust."You are here, two hours late at that" he remarks eyeing my bloodied face."I was ambushed by the—""Skull kings, Knew they would be there.. Got their stuffs didn't you?" He cuts in, taking a long drag from his cigar before dropping it on the ashtray before him."You knew they were gonn' be there, yet you let me come through that route?" I ask, clearly stating the obvious, dropping the box on the table.He shrugs. "Not bad if you get into an impromptu fight that's what this shit is all about boy"Fucking bastard!I shake my head, wondering how I got myself into this mess.Well I do remember —* * *Seven Years Ago...It was in junior high, guess I was just Fourteen at that time, still trying to get used to the folks and n
BLISSScream for me."Are you fucking kidding me right now Pyaar!" Sandy barks at me. "A fucking scholarship to NYU of all places, many of our big clients are lecturers from that school !"I blink, after Bella had given me the scholarship slot, she had urged me to inform Sandy. Of course my hopes had gotten shattered because I knew Sandy will never agree, even though she wasn't as cruel as Aunty Patty, she wasn't one to trample on either. Many times she had first bought me, she would make me starve for days because I had not pleasured her "clients" the right way. Though the starving was worth it because when she would finally give me food, it would be a heap I could eat it for two hours straight no exaggerating.Now that I think of it, I guess the heap of food was also a part of the punishment. "I can wear a disguise, put on an head warmer, sunglasses or something—" I suggest shakily."No! And if you don't shut the fuck up, I will make sure your next client is a Dom!" I flinch. Havi
BLISSI should have known that the devil could be anyone.His groans fill the room as I bounce on his c*ck, his fingers digging tightly as he searches for his release.Me? I don't feel a thing..... Not the pain, not the pleasure. Their touch does not affect me, I am only numb.My identity changed from Bliss Carnap, the demon-possessed girl to Bliss Pyaar, the Royal hooker of Sandy's Club and Bar, in NY.How it happened? She sold me.Deaconess Patty sold a thirteen-year-old girl, that's me to a club owner.Far away from South Dakota.⇜⇜⇜⇜⇜FIVE YEARS AGO.Patty turns to the lady sitting opposite her. "Here she is," she says. The woman looks at me thoroughly with a smug smile spread on her lips."I will take her," She says.I am perplexed as I stare at her curiously. "Take me? Where?" I ask."You should be grateful that someone is ready to buy your pathetic self... It was hard finding a buyer because of your ill fate!!" Patty barks at me.I want to scream, I want to cry, but I do none o
BLISS I want to d*e.Their laughter is sickening like choking chirpings from a sick cricket.They say laughter is contagious, I say laughter is the worst disease anyone can ever have.I am there again, in my dark basement a two-day-old leftover pizza at my feet. Slowly I pick the pieces, not minding the offensive smell and I eat it all, swatting away the buzzing insect sneaking their way to it.The basement door opens and she comes in. I look up from my food and stare at her, the woman who is my guardian. Aunt Patty. I don't refer to her as "Aunt" even though she is my mother's sister because I had made that mistake once and she had hit me severally with a mopping stick, not without her telling me how evil I am and how I deserve everything she does to me because I am nothing but bad luck just like my mother."Good evening ma'am," I greet as she stalks her way toward me, her heels making annoying clicking sounds on the floor. It only sickens me the more."Did you say your prayers bef
BLISS I want to d*e.Their laughter is sickening like choking chirpings from a sick cricket.They say laughter is contagious, I say laughter is the worst disease anyone can ever have.I am there again, in my dark basement a two-day-old leftover pizza at my feet. Slowly I pick the pieces, not minding the offensive smell and I eat it all, swatting away the buzzing insect sneaking their way to it.The basement door opens and she comes in. I look up from my food and stare at her, the woman who is my guardian. Aunt Patty. I don't refer to her as "Aunt" even though she is my mother's sister because I had made that mistake once and she had hit me severally with a mopping stick, not without her telling me how evil I am and how I deserve everything she does to me because I am nothing but bad luck just like my mother."Good evening ma'am," I greet as she stalks her way toward me, her heels making annoying clicking sounds on the floor. It only sickens me the more."Did you say your prayers bef
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