Molly:Farrell had denied me sex and any form of physical contact the night before. He slept on the couch to keep me from touching him, so I had to touch myself to the thought of him.I swear I did not like this man, but I was sexually attracted to him. It would have been preferable if we had not been married—we could have been sexual buddies. He was only having sex for convenience’s sake, but he appeared possessive. He’d thrown a lot of strong words at me since I arrived.“Good morning, my kitten,” Farrell said, forcing me to open my eyes.I blinked open my eyes to meet his piercing gray gaze. He sat to my right, his other hand across to my left, leaving me in the middle. He was also dressed for work, in a gray suit, and his waves were defined, almost touching his brow.“You know the deal I closed with Ernesto and Theo last night?” I just stared wide-eyed when he asked.“I will go over there and show them the lands, which are quite far away from here.”“How far?” I asked.“A thousand
Molly:It was not as difficult as I expected to get past the security. When Farrell’s personal security passed by, I knew I had to dock. When I got to the stairs, I noticed Benjamin and a few other men by the door. I had to wait a few minutes at the bottom of the stairs to catch my breath. As soon as they were gone, I dashed across the large reception area, blending in with the crowd, and lunged through the large glass door.As soon as my feet touched the ground outside, I dashed out of the parking lot to the taxi rank on the other side, where white city taxis were lined up.I got into the first one. “Good morning,” I said to the driver.He was elderly, with almost no hair on his head except for a few white hairs on the sides.“I need to get to Carlo Alberto hospital, but first I would like to get some fruits,” I told him, and he nodded.Before continuing to the hospital, I stopped briefly at the fruit market and purchased a handful of fruit. I was soon in the large halls of the hospit
Molly:This man hurled me into the car, and there were two other men in the back seat. Was I kidnapped? I questioned myself.These men crammed me in like a sardine and would not even let me look left or right. The enormous man who had grabbed me earlier drove away.“Who are you, and where do you work?” I yelled, but they all remained silent.I turned to look at the men who had sandwiched me, but they just stood there with straight faces. I swallowed deeply and sank into the seat.This was ridiculous! At least if I were being kidnapped, I should be told.“Are you abducting me? If you are, don’t you think you should call my husband to find out?” I asked, trying to squeeze my hand out of the tight space to reach the man, but I couldn’t.“Do you work for Ernesto? You’ll be in big trouble if my husband gets to know about this.”I said a lot to them, but they did not move an inch. Because they were so quiet, I wondered if they were really human beings. The driver kept his hands steady on the
Farrell:I stayed up all night drafting a written consent agreement between Molly and me. She needed to stop crying like a baby. I have seen girls at the club and strip house take in more than I did yesterday, but she made a big deal out of nothing.When I was finished, I printed it and took it to her room.“Molly,” I said softly, tapping on the door. Then I opened it to find her curled up on the bed.I was concerned about her well-being, but this was more important. Things had to be done in the correct order for me.“Molly,” I called out again, and she turned around slowly. Then I threw the contract on her bed.“I would like you to go over this carefully. If you agree to the terms and conditions, we will proceed with this relationship,” I told her.I watched as she drew her brows to the center and sat up to examine it.“Money, sex, and murder,” she read aloud, then squeezed her face as if she had swallowed something sour.The contract was short and to the point. It contained only thre
Molly:It has been three days since my altercation with Farrell. He barely stayed at home, kept late nights, and returned after I had gone to bed. He walked off to the forbidden wing again two nights ago, and he said nothing to me the next day. I kind of liked it when he bothered me. His attitude was killing me, and it kept the house quiet and boring.I spent the entire day alone with my books and food because I had no friends and my partner was a jerk. Reading smut books made me horny most of the time, and it reminded me of Farrell. I could not believe it at the time because I was thinking of a man who had only caused me pain.I had just gotten out of the shower and was wiping my hair with a towel in one of Farrell’s robes when I noticed the contract on the vanity table near the bed. I approached it and stared at it, opening each page. The thought of signing it crossed my mind, and even though the loneliness was killing me, I tried to resist it.“Stay strong,” I told myself, then sigh
Molly:Our drive to the venue was quiet. Farrell was staring out the window, and I was at a loss for words. I wanted to reach out to him, but I was afraid that he would shun me away in a vile manner.Even if I tried, he would never open up to me, and although it was too early to rant, I was already exhausted. My pathetic excuse for a stepfather never gave me this much emotional responsibility. Everything about Farrell struck me as odd. He never mentioned his family to me; even with me, he seemed like a lone wolf in a lonely world. That makes two of us.Martin pulled up at the venue in no time, and he held the door open for us to come down. We both got out of the car, and Farrell grabbed my hand without looking at me.There were cars strewn about the streets and the house’s compound. The cars were not just any cars; they were luxurious, and I was a little intimidated because I had never been to such a formal gathering before. The men and women there had to be elites, and this was most l
Molly:“Mrs. Gustavo,” Cassie exclaimed, taking a sip from the glass in front of her.With creased brows, I bore my gaze into her. She was not welcomed, and I did not want to talk to her. In fact, I was preventing myself from tearing her apart.“You should try not to get comfortable with that because there have been other people before you, and none of them have stayed,” she scoffed.“I doubt you keep that title; I was almost there.”“My bad,” I said as I sipped from my glass.“Yea, whatever… Just do not get too comfortable. Farrell is mine, and he always will be. I can bend him to my will. If he loved you, he would not have brought you here after what happened that day,” she explained.My blood was boiling at this point. I wanted to pour the entire contents of my glass on her, but Farrell would kill me if I caused a commotion. She was talking a lot, but she made sense. Farrell either did not love me or did not understand what love was. But I didn’t want to give in to her demands. She
Farrell:I growled at Cassie as soon as her lips touched mine. “Cassie!”I drew her away to see Molly standing just inches away from us. She turned away as soon as our gazes met, and she walked away.“I will deal with you later!” I yelled, grabbing Cassie roughly, and she looked at me with a smile on her face.I pushed her away and followed Molly. She moved through the crowd inside the room. I tried to follow her until we got out of the house.“Listen to me, Molly!” I snarled, grabbing her hand. When she turned around, I noticed her face was flushed and tears were falling from her eyes.“Please take me home; I do not want any explanation,” she breathed.Then I reached for her cheeks, allowing my hands to warm up as her tears fell into my palms.“Believe me, Molly, I...”“Please, Farrell,” she said as she gripped my hands.I removed my hand from her face, then pulled out my phone and dialed Martin's number. We stood for a moment until Martin pulled up close enough. Then I took her hands
Molly: I sat on the terrace, taking in the breathtaking scenery, from swaying trees to flocks of chirping birds. Everything was lovely, and it gave me a warm feeling in my chest. I reflected on my life five years ago with my eyes closed. I could have sworn I made the wrong decision with Farrell that night, but the opposite has been true. Everything went swimmingly, except for the fact that my mother died without recognizing me. Rest in peace, sweet soul. But I am grateful for that night at the club and whatever made him magically attracted to me. I was still trying to enjoy the moment when Corduroy let out a piercing scream. I blinked open my eyes and sighed heavily. How could I have forgotten the most exciting, yet stressful, part? Being a mother! “Mummy!”Corduroy called out in a shaky voice, forcing me to stand. I walked out onto the terrace and into the penthouse. Corduroy pushed the door open before I could reach for it, and he looked up at me with teary eyes. As he cried, I
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Molly:*Beginning of flashback*"I'm hungry, and my tummy hurts," I said to Andrew who had just gotten back from work. He signed and made his way up the stairs, brushing shoulders with me."Foolish child," he said, and I muttered a "God bless you,"I didn't think he would hear me, but before I could tell, he yanked me by my hair and flung me on the wall."If your mother won't teach you how to behave then I'll do that. It's my duty as your stepfather to teach you how to respect your elders," he said, and I scoffed.He slapped my cheek, and then pushed me down on the ground. After which he kicked me on my stomach. Then he crouched down close to me, and pressed hard on my jaw."Remember, you can't say a word to your mother if you want her to live," he said to me, and left while I stayed on the cold floor in pain, sobbing silently.My mother usually returned late because she ran her business from morning until late at night. She did all this because Andrew couldn't provide adequately for
Molly:At first I was dumbfounded when Farrell said those words. I couldn't believe it was finally going to happen. I felt weird for a moment, and I reached out to him when he turned to leave. I walked in front of him, and held his face then looked him in the eyes."You don't have to do this, and…""I have decided to let go of the past, and that is the only way that this would work," he said. "I love you Molly, and I want us to work," he added, and then he kissed my lips briefly, before taking my hand.As we walked down the hallway that led to the room, my heart thumped very fast. I feared what I would see and at the same time I was curious.I felt an in rush of air which left my body with goosebumps as we came to a halt in front of a door. He took out the keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door. As he opened it, I took in a deep breath, and shut my eyes. Then I walked in, and opened my eyes to see a crisp bedroom.At first I was in awe at what I had seen. My room was nothing comp
Molly:My body trembled in fear as I felt Lola's tiny hands hold mine. I was blind folded so I couldn't see her but I knew that something terrible was going on. She sobbed silently, and I placed her head on my lap."Don't cry, we will be fine," I said to her trying to hush her, but she wouldn't stop."Will mummy die?" She asked, and I felt my heart crumble in multiple pieces.Having to accept that your parents were evil hit different, but then she had to be grateful that Courtney wasn't her real mum. Well she didn't know this yet so it was understandable that she would cry over what was going on."Mummy will be fine, and your uncle will save her," I lied even after I had heard the gunshot, and Courtney who was shrieking in pain.This child was going to suffer a lot of trauma, but I promised myself to take good care of her, because the only place close to home would be Farrell's house, and I wasn't sure he was stable.The door of the room opened after a while, and I heard someone appro
Farrell:When I got a hold of the gun, I smacked Courtney gently on the face and she fell to the ground then I put the gun in my pocket, grabbed Lola and walked towards the room I heard Molly's voice.Before I could get to it, Courtney jumped on my back, and grabbed hard on my neck. Her hands were obviously weak, and watching her struggle would have been funny in a different scenario."Can't you see I'm trying to save you!" She yelled, and I yanked her off my back.I pushed Lola into the room."Farrell," Molly called out from where she sat with blind folds but I didn't respond, I shut the door, and faced Courtney.The fact she kept acting as if I was in danger and needed help from her made me angry. There was definitely no amount of help that she could offer me at this point."Save me from what? You had one job but each time you were around, you only made me feel worse. I can't believe I failed to realise it until now," "Ingrate!" She scoffed, and then she stood up."Do you know how
Farrell:"Courtney what is…" I was about to complete my question when I looked away from Lola to see Courtney holding a gun.I became alarmed at once, and I tapped my pocket to see that my gun was gone. I turned around to see if there was anyone behind, and I realized Courtney was actually pointing the gun at me."Come here, Lola," she said, and then Lola shook her head, holding right on my neck.Deep down I wished I could handle the situation better but then I knew that the only way to think properly was to hand Lola over. Lola screamed in fear asI put down at once. "You'll be fine," I said to her as I pushed her over to Courtney who looked blood thirsty. I couldn't understand what was going on, and I didn't want to get violent yet. This had to be a joke because there was no way she would openly threaten Lola with a gun. She loved Lola so much."This has got to be a joke right?" I asked, Courtney and she laughed briefly then she placed her hand firmly on the trigger."Does it look
Farrell:"Maria!" I screamed, and then I jerked up at once. I looked around to see that I was lying on Maria's bed.The sun had just risen, and I guessed I had slept walk once more but this time it was for a good cause. I stood up from the bed,and walked to her dresser where her combs and everything were still perfectly laid out. I picked one of them, and I found a few strands of her hair on them. "You were really here," I muttered, running my hand on the comb. Suddenly a very gentle breeze swept by, giving me a brief chilly feel that had the hairs on my body standing, and goosebumps sprouting out of my body."Rest in peace, my love," I said with a deep sigh.I felt an inrush of emotions as I did when I met her, but this time I wasn't angry. It felt nice knowing she was in a good place, and all that could have been was terrible so I was grateful that it never happened.They said you couldn't have your cake, and eat it so I took a deep breath, shoving off the emotions that engulfed
Farrell:After so much contemplation, I grabbed the keys to Maria's room. I made up my mind to keep an open mind. I had to heal from this trauma, or else I would pass it over to my innocent kids who were on the way.When I left my room, I noticed how late it was. Molly crossed my mind, and I hope deep down that she could hold on a little longer until I figured myself out. Quietly, I walked through the long hallway that led to her room. I placed my ear on the door opposite which was were the old lady stayed. I heard her giggle to herself as usual, and I turned around to face Maria's door.I walked to the door, inserted the key, and pulled it open. To my greatest surprise he lights were on, and I heard the shower running."What the?" I questioned myself, slamming the door, and rushing to the bathroom to turn off the shower.The thought that Molly just have been here got me annoyed a bit but then I tried to push it away. I had to push off every little hint of anger. I began to convince