warning: sexual content and sexism
It was late when I got home that day. I scurried over to the kitchen and made the quickest thing I could cook but still be good enough. After 30 minutes I was done and just in time when I heard Matteo came into the room. I quickly run into the kitchen carrying his plate and drink in my hands. I set down the plate as he was sitting on the table. I grabbed a fork and gave myself a small bite of the food. I then proceeded to the par
trigger warning: domestic violence and rapej e a nHis lips formed a s
j e a nIt's been a week since my fiancé took the last bit of innocence in me. He has not come home ever since. I have been spending my days in the library. I requested Keith to buy me some books for medical school so I could keep studying and not forget in case I would be able to come back. He dropped them off at the manor without having to meet me because he was also too busy these days. I find
j e a nTomorrow is the day of our wedding and Matteo was at home for the past few weeks recovering. The following day that night, he called in a doctor to treat him. He has been having his meetings and all his necessary work at home. He and I have been distant from each other since that night. I only come to him when I need to and that is when he needs to eat or any other necessities he needs me for. I
trigger warning: extreme domestic violencej e a nThe wedding reception went by in a blur. It has been a h
warning: sexual contentj e a nFive days have passed ever since Matteo and I's wedding. I am still here lo
warning: sexual content and sexismj e a nThings have been peaceful for me in the following days. I follow
j e a nI stared at the moon and stars by the window of the guest room I am now sleeping in. I can never be not fascinated by the moon. Whenever I look up, I see the stars and try to familiarize what constellations I see. Looking at them always brings me at peace. My buttocks are still swollen from earlier. Matteo spanked me a minimum of 30 times and made me say “thank you&rdqu
j e a n"Hello, son. Thought I might stay here in your manor for a while."His presence alone makes me quiver in fear. I haven't e
I wiped the sweat in my forehead in exhaustion, sighing in relief as I removed my surgical gloves and mask, throwing them away in the bin. I just finished a three-hour-long surgery. I ordered my residents to check on the patient from time to time. I did all the things I have to do to the hospital such as talking to the family of the patient, informing them that the surgery went well. An hour or two later, I fixed my things and put my necessities in my bag, getting ready to go home."Thank you for your work today, Dr. Walton. W
j e a nI walked out of the hospital, sighing in exhaustion but also a relief. I just got out from an 18-hour shift and all I want is to get home and lay on my bed, however, that may not seem to be possible because the smell of my body drenched in sweat is not pretty. I bet how much of a mess I look standing at the entrance of a hospital, my hair tied up in a messy bun, and only wearing sweatpants and a
j e a n"Jean?"I lift my head from, my back slightly aching for sleeping sitting down. I squinted my eyes as they adjust to the light. I looked at the man laying on a bed
j e a nI look around me, squinting my eyes as I feel my hand pounding. I try to move my arm but realized I am tied down to a chair. I struggled and tried to pull myself free but the ropes are too tight. I panted for air, finding it hard to obtain the least amount of oxygen, having flashbacks of that night from Franco's debacle of taking down Matteo. I try my best to focus on my breathing to avoid myself
h a i l e yI lit up a cigarette and pressed it to my lips taking in a puff as I watch her hang her head low, her hands tied up behind her by the chair.Poor Jean,so naïve, trusting someone like me in an instant and now put in her place by me— that's what she deserves for hurting her. She made everything so easy for me, crying until she tired
m a t t e oI groaned in annoyance, looking at the papers in front of me. I am too tired to even just sign these. I have had my employees scan through these to tell me whether these are good enough for the corporations or not, nonetheless, I still have to check them one by one. What they think is not worthy goes straight into the shredder. The stress of another unidentified criminal organization is also
j e a n"Are you thinking about him again?""W-what do you mean?" I asked.
j e a nI woke up as the sun shines on my face. I stood up and closed the curtains. I picked up my phone and checked my notifications, seeing that I have received a text from Noah. I unlocked my phone and checked his message.
Trigger warning: rapem a t t e oI listened to the reports of each of my staff in their respective compani