Happily ever after are for the normal people. But not for Nadia. Being an immigrant living in the United States makes things harder. It's even worse after she is kidnapped from her home by a fake immigration agent. Forced into a world of sex trafficking and abuse and now a forced marriage. She struggles to try to find her balance of how to get out of it. But trying to protect her son from the dangers of gang violence and herself after starting an affair with her husband's cousin. Things get complicated. But her heart is pulled in different directions.
View More8 years later…I’d like to think that things have changed since I lost the love of my life, but they didn’t. Shortly after we booked our last-minute tickets to New Mexico. Things weren’t the same. For months and months, I was just separated from the entire world. Carter is amazing, but I was dumb enough not to appreciate it. We struggled getting a good place. Like we had everything, but I could only find comfort in him physically. I just wanted to feel love again. But it seemed that it never came. One day I told myself I need to fake that I’m okay, hoping that I’d trick my mind into thinking everything was okay. I fell pregnant again shortly after. Yes again. Giving birth to my now seven-year-old daughter Nelani. You can imagine what it’s like to have three kids. Slightly after she was born, things became rocky. Slowly Carter began to pull away from me. We got mar
I spent my day training in the gym, while the kids were in school. I had a trainer help with my reflexes and attacks. I didn’t ask the guys because they’d end up turning it sexual, and quite frankly so would I. “Nadia, keep your eyes open when someone swings at you.” He went for another swing that I dodged, but I blinked again. “Listen, in that blink of an eye you will be open to an attack.” I was so tired I fell to the ground and laid on it. “Are you okay?” He asks. “I am drained, and my nerves are on fire. I think I am going to call it quits for the evening and go get my kids.” He reached his arm to lift me up. “You know most people that have me as a private trainer, do it because they’ve experienced something traumatic and they want to be in control.” I went to take a drink out of my canister. He wasn’t wrong. “I used to be able to protect myself really well.
CamilaDays had flown by as I tried to understand how on earth, I let this happen. My boyfriend was dead. My sister hated me so much. I lost everything I cared for, and now it was time to end it all. I would never live safe as long as I was alive, but I wanted to keep living. I was going to live if it was the last thing I do. I grabbed my boyfriend’s burner phone with his cousin’s number. I unlocked it and hit the call button. It rang a few times. “Hey Zack, what’s up?” I was hesitant but it needed to be done. “Hey this is Zack’s girlfriend. I need your help.” I replied. “Where is my cousin Camila?” He asked. Tears poured down my eyes, as I had to be the bearer of bad news. “He’s dead. My sister killed him.” It went silent over the phone. I heard him breathing hard. “I am coming over.” The phone went silent. Not even thirty minutes passed
This car repair was actually abandoned. But it looks like it’s still in service. It was in a place most people wouldn’t know of. Talon had thrown the guy over his shoulders and, carried him to a basement that looked like it’s was set up for torture. I knew Talon was dangerous, but he was so calm you would never think he was this way. He was the type of person who can’t forgive you if you do something intentionally to hurt. I’ve never seen that side, because even now he is calm. I don’t even know if I even want to see that side of him, I am sure it is scary. He sat him onto a chair, handcuffing his hands behind its back. We knew it would be awhile before he woke up. “So, mind telling me what happened?” He asked as he leaned against the wall. I was on the other side sitting on another chair. “I was walking back to my car when he had attacked me. As you can tell, I whooped his butt.” He smirked
The next few days were quiet. I’d go to work, come home, different guys would be there. I’d take care of my kids and nothing more to it. The thing about it being way too quiet was the fact that it was quieter than it should be. I knew something was going to happen eventually. Carlos has been calling everyday with updates from people. We found out she was in Queens, New York. A place I never thought to look. But she is safe over there, until she isn’t. Camila was a rookie and thinks just by being far away surrounded by people who are considered dangerous it would protect her. She wasn’t safe anywhere. I know I am supposed to be focusing on the good, but my son being avenged was all I can think about that I forgot about my own anger. To the men who hurt me. To my husband who mistreated me. I was supposed to be a mad woman, but I was at peace. That’s what angered me because I should be angry. I should be taking my anger out
I sat in the exam room waiting for the doctor to come in and just sign a prescription. Which means they make you get naked to examine everything and take your blood. The door opened and she came in. “Mrs.Lozano it’s nice to see you again. I see you’re here to get some birth control pills is that correct?” I nodded at her. “Are you just doing this short term, or do you plan to later on?” She asked. “I am about to be divorced with two men pining for me. Last thing I need is to bring another child into this world. Maybe later on but as of now I don’t want it to happen, and I happen to get pregnant by someone looking at me.” I joked. Which made the doctor laugh? “You know back in the days; men would find women with big hips. Big hips meant that they could bear children with no problems. It’s a good thing these are modern times, or then you’d probably have more children by now.”
I’ve spent most of my time with Talon and I was ready to give him my all. I think the love I have for him grew into something stronger. I know Carter wants something more, but I can’t understand his reasons for breaking someone’s heart. I think honestly, I was trying to figure why he was rooting for us still, like things haven’t changed. He kisses me, and it’s like nothing changed. Things have changed, and I couldn’t let go of that one bit. Talon allowed me to figure things out, because it was never going to be an easy choice. With Talon things are so easy and comfortable. But with Carter, we are always fighting. Fighting over the same stuff, over and over. Fighting like there was still something to fight for. I felt like because we fought so much, and it turned into nothing that we deserve that chance. But I didn’t want to fight anymore. Fighting just makes things harder to end things. “Earth to Nadia, you okay?” I forgot that I had zoned out. Carter
NadiaThe next morning, I felt as if I was at peace. I still had to find my sister, but at this moment, I wanted to enjoy it before it gets dark again. I got up and wrapped myself in my robe before I headed downstairs. Talon once again was cooking. Mika was sitting at the table already eating. “Good morning. You know this is my house, you don’t need to cook.” I walked over, wrapping my arms around him. “I want to, I built up an appetite last night.” He joked. Grabbing a cup of coffee, I sat next to Mika. “Hey kid, did you sleep well?” Mika had gotten up and sat on my lap. He was much like his dad, but also a momma’s boy. “Yeah, but there was screaming. I slept right after it ended.” Poor kid. A knock on the door was heard, before Carter walked in. Oh boy this was about to get awkward. “What are you doing here?” I asked him. He sat down in front of me, before taking my piece of bacon. “You asked me to take Mika today, that you w
NadiaYou ever start a puzzle and not stop working on it for as long as it takes. Then suddenly once you get to the end, you lose that last piece? That was me putting myself back together again. I moved into my own place with my son Mika. I made sure Carter and Talon both knew I wasn’t ready to date, and that they should start doing things at their own pace. Focus on themselves, go out and date. It was good if they moved on as it took me a long time to get to a good place. Learning how to co-parent and manage going to work. I’ve been seeing a therapist for my postpartum. But although things seem to be better, I will always hold onto so much anger. But at this point in time, I needed to start moving on and allowing myself to open up. Everyone was spread out through my house, as we celebrated Mika’s birthday. I enjoyed this and seeing him so happy. “Is that a smile I see?” Talon joined me, leaning up
You know as a little girl, I was always told,"Life is what you make it. If it doesn't turn out as planned, know you were in control."Yet, what if it was too late to fix it? What if good intentions turn bad and suddenly you're in a never-ending cycle of bad? This isn't a love story or how I came to be, but a story about never-ending pain and suffering. I held onto his lifeless body after hearing him say he loved me. I stroked his light red hair and watched as his eyes were no longer staring into a future. I failed and yet I did nothing to find the solution, just created more and more of the problem. I was the problem.My family is from Juarez, Mexico. A place with great food, but also so much sadness. The poverty is bad, the police are corrupt, and yet no one was doing anything about it. My father was raised in the Cartel life; never knowing anything else. Killing, kidnapping, drugs, and everything you've come to expect. Yet when he met my mother, she became his entire world. He feare...
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