Love Under Fire

Love Under Fire

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By:   Meminger  Completed
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Life, as Nancy Anderson knew it, took a huge turn when she caught her husband cheating on her in the room next to theirs. Devastated, she can think of nothing else but revenge on the man she cared for and loved for many years. But how could a woman whom many consider weak take revenge on a billionaire and influential person like Bruce Morton, the man who seemed to have the entire city at his feet? Returning in kind did not seem to be enough. Nancy wants to show that she is much more than a simple woman who was abused and disrespected by her husband; she wants to show Bruce that revenge is a dish best served cold and takes that as the motivation of her life, but she didn't expect that Jake Gardner, a handsome and intriguing guy, would enter her life surreptitiously with the proposal of being her salvation.

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The Mortons

Nancy“Peter? Did you do the task I asked you to do?” I asked as I entered my son's room. The ten-year-old boy stood in front of the various computers wearing a headset, entertained as animated images of gunfire and death flashed across the computer screens. I took a look at the boy's room and sighed. “You might as well start tidying your room, darling,” I grumbled, starting to pick up the dirty clothes that were scattered around the room, footballs, expired food, etc. “Why would I do that, Mom? Isn’t Dad paying a bunch of servants to do this work?” replied the boy. “Even so, you still have legs and arms, my little man; you might as well put your dirty underwear away where they belong,” I replied, sighing again, seeing that he wouldn't be leaving the computer anytime soon. “You’re such a grouch, Mom. This is typical of women; Dad was right when he said that you are a bunch of wimps who are only good for housework and serving men,” he said, mirroring what his father always said. I ...

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Meminger
Thinking about this book... I love it so much, but compared to my first one, this one isn't getting a good audience, which makes me want to give up... but I'm going to keep writing because I just love this book
2024-05-01 15:06:38
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Delinda Schumacher
43 chapters 4-18-24
2024-04-18 21:55:37
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wolfinavalentine
An interesting start. I’m enjoying it so far. Don’t lose your way in the middle of the story though and rush things for people like me who are now invested. If so I will come back and give you half a star. Lol. But you are a great writer.
2024-03-11 12:12:02
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Risky rits
I love this story.
2024-03-10 12:36:23
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165 Chapters
The Mortons
Nancy“Peter? Did you do the task I asked you to do?” I asked as I entered my son's room. The ten-year-old boy stood in front of the various computers wearing a headset, entertained as animated images of gunfire and death flashed across the computer screens. I took a look at the boy's room and sighed. “You might as well start tidying your room, darling,” I grumbled, starting to pick up the dirty clothes that were scattered around the room, footballs, expired food, etc. “Why would I do that, Mom? Isn’t Dad paying a bunch of servants to do this work?” replied the boy. “Even so, you still have legs and arms, my little man; you might as well put your dirty underwear away where they belong,” I replied, sighing again, seeing that he wouldn't be leaving the computer anytime soon. “You’re such a grouch, Mom. This is typical of women; Dad was right when he said that you are a bunch of wimps who are only good for housework and serving men,” he said, mirroring what his father always said. I
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Caught in the act
Nancy “So does this mean that Ford Buildings was unable to meet the schedule for the first phase of the investment? It's time to cut off their funding then,” I heard my husband say as he came up the stairs and walked down the hall to our bedroom. After dinner, the men of the house always had a conversation by the fireplace while drinking wine and then retiring to their rooms; today was no different. I was nervous because I didn't know how Bruce would react when he saw the surprise I prepared for him. After dinner, I had rushed to tidy the room. “Ha, no that, McCoy. Morton Investment didn't become the best in the region by doing charity and being condescending. I demand that you defund these fucking idiots by tomorrow!” He was shouting into his cell phone, but he stopped in surprise as soon as he opened the door and found red rose petals scattered across the floor and on the large bed, contrasting with the milky white sheets, a table with champagne, chocolate, and even a decorativ
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You couldn't stand to hear what I want
Nancy“This is a disaster,” said my father-in-law as he paced the living room with his hands on his hips and a dismayed expression on his face. My scream had woken everyone in that house, so now my father-in-law, his wife, Bruce, and I were in the living room to see what we were going to do with the whole situation. “As a prestigious family that we are, we have a reputation to uphold in this city, so a cheating scandal could very well ruin our name,” said the man, basically worried about the family business. “It’s not that deep, Dad. We're fucking billionaires; these bastards would still lick our balls under any circumstances,” said Bruce, clicking his tongue. He was sitting next to me on the couch, relaxed with his legs apart as always, shaking one of his legs like he was a little annoyed at being caught. I was on the other side of the sofa, curled up in the corner, covering myself tightly with my nightgown, staring at the floor, still having the vivid image of the sex scene I witne
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Set me free
Nancy“Is this serious, mom? Are you seriously going to leave Dad and me and go away?” asked my son as soon as he entered the room. I was packing my suitcase to leave. “Oh, son,” I said, going over to him and hugging him tightly. “I'm sorry you're facing this difficult time. I'm really sorry, my dear…”“You don’t have to leave, Mom,” he pleaded. “Stay with us.”“Unfortunately, I have to go,” I said to him, caressing his face. “Are you going to leave me here alone?” He asked. I shook my head, feeling my saddened heart. “You can come with me, Peter,” I suggested, and he moved away from me. "No! You have to stay here and not leave. Do not be selfish. Who will take care of me? It’s not fair for a mother to abandon her child,” he said, and I felt accusation in his words. “It was your father who told you to say those things, right?” I asked, stepping back. “Yes, and he is right, but you still want to leave me alone here. I hope you suffer, you bitch!” he shouted and ran out of the roo
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Well, let's try to move on
NancyThere was a bus stop five hundred meters from the Morton property. I always looked at that empty and little-used place whenever I was in my husband's family's private car heading into the city to do everyday things like shopping or going to my schoolchildren, and today I dragged my suitcase to that bus stop and sat there waiting for public transport to show up. But where was I going? It didn't take long for me to realize the difficulty I was going to face, in having a place to go. Where was I going? What would I do from now on? I realized that I was so comfortable in my marriage that I never thought about myself individually. How would I survive a divorce? I was a thirty-eigth-year-old woman who had practically never worked in my life, as I had spent half my life taking care of my husband and children. But now that I was separating, how was I going to survive in this world alone? By the time I left the Morton house, I hadn't even stopped to think about it. I just desperately wa
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The red dress
Nancy The following afternoon, I decided to make a delicious dinner for my friend as an apology for what had happened between us in the fitting room of that clothing store because Lanie tried to help me recover so much, but I messed up big time. I understood that Lanie only wanted the best for me; it was hurting her to see me as low as I was. She was trying so hard to help me that it was time for me to thank her in some way. So I decided to make steak with mashed potatoes, some typical food, to remind her of home. I was seasoning the steak to cook when my cell phone rang, receiving a call. I picked up the device to see who was calling me, and my blood froze when Bruce's name was there on the screen. Likewise, I dropped the device on the kitchen counter and recoiled my hand as if I had been stung by a bee. Why the hell was this man calling me? What did he want for me? Couldn't he see that I hated him now and that I was repulsed? Disturbed, I picked up the cell phone again and answ
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Cherry Nightclub
NancyLanie understood perfectly how to groom a woman until she was beautiful, because, in the end, when I looked in the mirror, I definitely didn't recognize myself. My darkly highlighted hair was wavy and voluminous around my head, so soft and silky; the velvet red lipstick attractively outlined my mouth; the dark eyeliner around my eyes highlighted the blue of them; the red dress fit so elegantly and sexy on my body; on my feet, a high but comfortable heel; in my hand, a matching purse. I spun around on my own two feet to take a better look at myself, completely dazzled by my transformation. “What a beautiful woman! I would give you twenty-five years at most, Nancy,” said Lanie with a proud smile at the result of her work. “You really outdid yourself,” I praised her. She also looked pretty wearing a tight skirt and a strapless blouse that looked perfect on her. “We both look beautiful,” I added with a smile. “So let our girl's night begin!” She declared being excited, and I also
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In the middle of the night
NancyI looked towards the man who had just arrived in the alley. There was little lighting there, so I couldn't see him clearly, but it was enough to draw the attacker's attention. The guy leaning over me looked at the silhouette. "Mind your fucking business; don’t get involved!” He hissed in the new man's direction. But the man didn't give up and approached; although there was little lighting there, I could now see his face. “I just decided that this is my business now,” he declared, grabbing the rapist by the shoulder and pulling him away from me. I finally found myself free. “Do you want to die, you son of a bitch? The aggressor shouted, returning the attack, wanting to punch the man, who dodged and only punched the attacker in the stomach. The two were grappling now, both rolling on the ground while throwing punches. I didn't stay there to see how far it could go; I ran out of there as if my life depended on it. For a moment, I didn't even realize where I was going; I just wan
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His Identity
Nancy “So you want to report an attempted rape, ma’am?” the officer asked me. I was at the city police station, sitting in front of the police, with the man who helped me, sitting in the chair on my right side and my aggressor lying on my left side. I nodded in response, being a little shy. “Yes, officer. I want to report an attempted rape,” I said. I had hit that man until I lost strength in my arm, and the man had even passed out. Likewise, I had taken a deep breath and felt relieved, so I accepted a ride from the man who helped me, and he took me to the police station. “Take this, to clean your hands,” he had said to me as he offered me a paper towel. There was blood on my hands, blood from my aggressor. “Thank you." I thanked him, taking the paper towel and cleaning my hand. But I remained silent almost the entire time because I had a lot to take in, and I mentally thanked my helper for not interrupting my thoughts. He didn't judge me or make any comments about my aggressi
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The gentleman
NancyHis name was Jake Gardner, he had told me. He was an intriguing guy who always seemed to have a solution to every event; he had an enchanting charm that drew me in, and I couldn't deny it. “You’re not exactly from this city, are you?” He asked after a while, still driving his car. I was sitting next to him with his coat still on my back, suddenly feeling very aware of his presence next to me. “Um… Yes. I'm actually from Denver,” I replied a little shyly. “Oh, Denver. A good city; I remember spending my childhood there,” he said wistfully, his hands still on the steering wheel. "For real?" I asked in surprise, looking at him. He was laughing lightly. “I remember my friends and I would always go to the mall to play video games after school, and then I would come home really late, and my parents would fight me about it,” he said. “So I feel sorry for your parents for having a kid as troublesome as you then,” I replied, chuckling. "So it is. Those were good times,” he comment
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