••10 YEARS LATER••
Hannah felt a tiny body straddling her stomach and lightly jumping on it. She stirred in her sleep.
"Wake up, mommy! Wake up!" A tiny voice screamed enthusiastically.
Hannah rolled to the side and the tiny body got off her. Someone tried to pull their blanket from the edge of the bed. Hannah's eyes shot open when she remembered that they were naked under the sheets. She gripped the sheet tightly and nudged Sebastian. He groaned and snuggled into her more.
"Seb!" She whisper-yelled."Mommy, you are awake" Damon's eyes lit up.
Damon, her two-year-old son straddled her again. "Hi, mommy" His beautiful eyes twinkled.
"Hi, baby! I am awake, now, why don't you wake daddy up" She told him and Damon looked towards Sebastian and jumped on his chest.
"Holy Fuck!" Sebastian shouted.
"Seb!" She scolded.
"Holy fuck!" Damon yelled exub
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••Attention•• 🚧I want to make one thing clear. If you are looking for a lovey-dovey romance then this isn't for you. It's a Dark Romance. The male lead will f*ck with your mind. I repeat do not expect vanilla romance. If you can't handle it then I suggest do not read this book and please don't leave hate comments because they will be deleted! Thank you! _______________________________________This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Before you continue to read this story, please, read this first! ↓The female lead is sensitive and lovelorn. She doesn't know how to talk back and yes! Girls like that exist. Not everyone is born witty and brave. Especially, the girls that are raised in a torturous environment. They are meek and mostly have a gentle heart. I know because I have lived with one! I am lucky enough to be her friend. No matter what anyone said to her she never reacted back because she is a kind soul and would never hurt anyone. The trauma she endured left her weak and vulnerable. The female lead is inspired by her and yes! She knows and permitted me to write such a character.Do you guys think that the whole world is filled with brave, sharp-witted, and strong girls? I want to w
"She died for you, Hannah. She knew I'll only do what was best for you. The least you can do for her is listen to me" he said, getting close to my ear as gut-wrenching sobs tore through my chest. "You are the reason she committed suicide" he further added
I woke up to a pounding headache, I very carefully opened an eyelid and shut it again fast. A merciless sunbeam squirted straight in, making my brain bleed.I hate being hungover.
I woke up to sun rays streaming in through the glass window. I stretched my arms above my head. Ugh! I needed Martha's Coffee.I freshened up and wore a blue floral sundress and skipped down the stairs.
"She died for you, Hannah. She knew I'll only do what was best for you. The least you can do for her is listen to me" he said, getting close to my ear as gut-wrenching sobs tore through my chest."You are the reason she committed suicide" he further added
Everything went on as usual but I wasn't feeling the same. I felt like a caged bird. My bedroom wall closed in on me.I heaved a sigh and strolled downstairs to my father's study. I knocked on my father's door waiting for him to let me enter.
He finally let go of my hand and placed it on the small of my back instead. My heartbeat quickened as I walked with him to the VVIP booth.We entered through a glass door and all of them came into my view.