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As I bring the glass of wine to my lips, the strong scent assaults my senses, causing a wave of nausea to wash over me. Unaware of the heightened sensitivity to scents that often accompany pregnancy, I instinctively recoil, placing the glass back on the table, leaving him puzzled by my sudden change in demeanor. "I'm sorry, I can't—" I start to explain, before a sudden queasiness overtakes me, causing me to place a hand over my mouth.
He twists his lower lip, his expression calm and understanding as he gently remarks, "Well, for a pregnant woman, this is quite impossible, isn't it?" His words hang in the air, a realization dawning on both of us as the truth of my condition becomes apparent in that simple, yet profound moment.
I observe him as he takes a sip
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Raya“Raya, you are such a disobedient little brat. I don’t want you in my house. Leave right now!” My mom's mean words hurt me a lot. Her angry voice makes me feel scared and small. I can feel how mad she is at me, and it's heavy on my heart.Across from me, a man in his late forties who is said to be my father sits on the sofa, speaking up, urging my mother to reconsider. "Amanda, don’t just kick her out yet. Who will do the house chores if you kick her out?" I see my mom's anger start to go away, and she looks like she's thinking. There's a hint of reconsideration in her eyes, but she's still looking at me with a mean look.Even though things are tense, I hold onto a small hope that this argument might help improve our difficult relationship."No, William. She is a thief. She has stolen my diamond earrings!" My mother's accusing words are aimed at my father and me, weighing heavily on me and causing my heart to race as I struggle to understand the betrayal in her tone.I sit ther
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I stand in front of the bathroom mirror. Sweat. Tears. Trauma. Harassment. After years of trauma and molestation, I am still a weak little girl. I am never treated like a member of this family, while my parents used to mentally torture me, Sean was the one to torture me physically. He took his frustration out on me and left me the moment he was done. The morning sun shines through the windows and I sit on the bed's edge. My body is sore, and marks are carved on my arms, chest, and neck. I have been hiding them for a while now. Sean taught me how to hide them. The door of the room pushes open and my mother enters, with a taunting tone she refers to me, “Come down right this moment!” I sigh rising back to my feet and walking behind her. “And bring your stuff along.”Mom is climbing down the stairs as I follow her and with a twist in her ankle, she trips over, rolling onto the stairs. I try to grab her arm but she is too fast to fall. Fuck! “Mom!” I shout, astonishment taking over
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I can see the greed covering the faces of my so-called family. A minute ago my mother was slapping me and showing off her hatred toward me by accusing me of pushing her off the stairs and now she pretends to be the best mother in the world. The driver politely inquires, "Ms. Sinclair, do you have any belongings to bring with you?" I begin to respond but my dad interrupts with an excited tone that grates on my ears. "Wait a minute!" He rushes towards the suitcase, hastily rearranging everything inside. These people are unbelievable. Once my dad hands the suitcase over to the driver, he huffs a laugh and says, " You don't have to bring all this with you. Mr Sinclair has prepared everything for you at the mansion.”Sinclair? My last name is Sinclair. I wonder if it's connected to the business tycoon who wields significant influence in the city.After a brief pause, the driver adds, "Unless it's important, of course." He drags the suitcase, and I take a step out of the house without an
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Dressed in a business suit, a cigar held in his left hand with smoke swirling around him, my dad strides towards me with a bright smile. I notice the wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes and mouth, adding character to his face. His greyish-white hair is impeccably slicked back, and he envelops me in a warm hug.As I inhale sharply, the scent of smoke, cedarwood, and musk envelops me, likely from the cologne he is wearing. The realization hits me that William had never embraced me before. Memories come flooding back, causing a shiver to run down my spine. The past haunts me, particularly the way I was treated by the Ford family.My father, the one who had forsaken me and left me to suffer. I pull away, shooting icy glares in his direction. "I was informed that you go by the name Raya," I scoff, almost disgusted by his words.The nerve to act affectionate towards me after all the harm he caused. He abandoned me to suffer with strangers, leaving me to fend for myself. And now,
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"When your mother and I discovered that we were expecting a daughter after three sons, we were overjoyed at the prospect of having you. We decorated the nursery, and bought countless toys and dollhouses in anticipation of your arrival," my father shares, pausing for a moment before continuing, "We never intended to give you up, but the thought did cross my mind. Your life was in danger... there are certain things of which you are unaware."I cross my arms over my chest, insisting, "But I need to know. I have the right to." Jack gazes at me, silently urging me to remain quiet. However, anger courses through my veins, and I snort, "How could you simply abandon your own child? Was I the only one discarded, while your sons were kept?"My father fixes me with a blank stare, and Steve clears his throat, the tension in the room escalating. Summoning his resolve, my father admits, "I acknowledge my error. I chose to ensure your survival... If you had stayed with us, you might not be alive tod
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He crosses his arms to his back, and his mean words hit me like a whirling wind. “If you want to live in this house, there are certain rules that you must follow. I don’t care if you were the holy terror in your previous house and how they didn’t teach you the basic manners, but here you have to behave!” I am left speechless and he remains very close to me, invading my personal space. In a timid little tone, I manage to ask him, “And who are you?” his gaze is stern and I notice the confidence on his face. “Name is Carlos Sinclair. Make sure you remember it.” Turning around, he walks away, leaving the door open. I sigh deeply, feeling the tension in the room slowly easing and it is more room for me to breathe. I hurry to the door and when I am pushing it, he arrives back suddenly, making me scared. Without a moment of realization, the towel slips off my body, exposing me to his sight. I gasp while his gaze moves throughout my body, exploring the hidden places. Darkness comes to his
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My heart is beating hard in my chest but I fall completely under his gaze. “What are you doing here?” his voice comes to my ears, his hot breath reaching directly to my face. My lips part and the words barely come out of my mouth. I am nervous, there is a different type of tension between us. I have never felt this way before. The way his hand is resting on my waist and his other hand grabbing my wrist, his touch is stern yet gentle at the same time. He keeps his eyes locked with mine and doesn’t let me move. “Are you going for a theft?” his mocking sentence sends anger rushing down my veins. I frown, gently pushing him away, and retort, “Why would I steal something from my own house?” I watch him making an expression that intensifies my anger. “I am a Sinclair, after all. I don’t have to steal anything here. I can get anything I want with one snap of my finger.” I cross my arms to my chest and the next moment I hear his soft chuckle.He moves away from me, walking in the opposite d
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My father’s attention shifts to the person and he softly utters, “Carlos…come inside.” He approaches, and I realize it is time for me to get up. For once when I am getting up, my back touches his front. I feel the sparks igniting at the back of my heart. This feeling I have never felt before and I know it is forbidden for me to even think about it. The way Uncle Carlos looks at me sends shivers down my spine. When he sits on the side of the bed, I am turning to leave but I feel a strong grip at my wrist.As I turn to see it is Uncle Carlos who is grabbing my hand and I feel nothing but astonishment. He continues to talk to my father…something about business that I don’t seem to understand anything about. After five minutes of discussion, he says to me, “Get ready. You might be joining us at the company today.” I stay right there, not be able to process and I watch him looking at me. Then he gets on his feet, facing me, he looks down at me. “Dress accordingly -” are the only words h
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RayaAs I bring the glass of wine to my lips, the strong scent assaults my senses, causing a wave of nausea to wash over me. Unaware of the heightened sensitivity to scents that often accompany pregnancy, I instinctively recoil, placing the glass back on the table, leaving him puzzled by my sudden change in demeanor. "I'm sorry, I can't—" I start to explain, before a sudden queasiness overtakes me, causing me to place a hand over my mouth.He twists his lower lip, his expression calm and understanding as he gently remarks, "Well, for a pregnant woman, this is quite impossible, isn't it?" His words hang in the air, a realization dawning on both of us as the truth of my condition becomes apparent in that simple, yet profound moment.I observe him as he takes a sip
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RayaSean is mourning for his cousin’s death. I am well aware that Carlos did that. He mentioned this to me last night and now I feel very delighted to see Sean going through the same things I once went through. Carlos also provided me with the evidence that it was Sean who killed Noah and now my anger for him has intensified. I am waiting for the moment when I will be able to punish him.Sean Myers must die or else he will be put behind bars. I can't wait for this to happen. I let him mourn for his cousin’s death and standing at the stairs, I sigh deeply, secretly grinning at his loss. I feel superior now that Carlos is with me and my power has doubled.Carlos visits me every night, I am not sure how but he manages to sneak in without getting caught
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CarlosI meet Ryat and keep him tied up, I am torturing him to speak the truth. I want him to reveal the plans and the fraud against the other companies. I want Sean to be disgraced in front of the entire world, especially on his wedding day. I keep Ryat abducted and he has revealed everything to me. Now I have evidence against Sean and while I am going to crash the wedding, revealing this mishap that he has made to the world.I bet that Warren will no longer let his daughter marry a man who is not only corrupt but also a fraud. As I sit with Ryat, staring at his badly bruised face, I spit in anger, “And why do you think that Sean is going to get the loan from the government to purchase the shares in the Sinclair Corporations?”Ryat spits out th
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RayaStepping into the penthouse I see the soft glow of city lights cast a mesmerizing spell over the room. I move towards the expansive window, drawn to the panoramic view of the city skyline that stretches before me. The twinkling lights below seem to dance in the darkness, a silent symphony that captivates my senses.As I stand by the window, a sense of anticipation fills me, my heart beating in rhythm with the pulse of the city below—the night air whispers against my skin, carrying with it a promise of secrets and possibilities. My gaze is fixed on the horizon, my thoughts drifting to the meeting that awaits me.In the tranquil solitude of the penthouse, I wait patiently for Carlos, the only sound is the gentle hum of the city outside. The minutes tick by, each passing moment heightening my sense of anticipation. My thoughts are consumed by the impending wedding that looms on the horizon. The prospect of marrying Sean no longer holds any appeal for me, especially after overhearin
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RayaAs I sit at the dinner table with my father and my brothers, a heavy sense of apprehension settles over me. The tension in the room surrounds us, the unspoken expectation of discussing my marriage to Sean hanging like a dark cloud over our meal. My dad clears his throat, his gaze stern as he addresses me. "Raya, it is time for you to fulfill your duty to the family and marry Sean."I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation that I knew was inevitable. "I'm sorry, Dad, but I cannot marry Sean. I do not love him," I respond, my voice steady despite the tremor in my heart. Jake's eyes narrow, his voice laced with authority. "Raya, this is not up for debate. You will marry Sean, and that is final. We must uphold our family's honor."My hands clench under the table, a surge of defiance rising within me. "I cannot sacrifice my happiness for the sake of tradition. I will not marry a man I do not love," I declare, my voice firm with conviction. Phil interjects, his tone
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CarlosI am seated in a bar next to my nephew, not Jake, but Phil, the one with the gentlest heart. I order two margaritas for us, and as we engage in conversation, he inquires, "What's the reason for calling me here, Uncle?" With confidence, I respond, "I want you to know that I deeply care for this family. While I am eager to stand by all of you during this challenging period, I understand that none of you may wish to see me at the mansion, and I respect that."I let out a deep sigh before speaking, "I need your assistance with the plan I am devising." Phil furrows his brow in confusion, questioning, "What plan? What exactly are you intending to do? Are you going to go against your own family?" I roll my eyes at his reaction, trying to comprehend his mindset, and proceed to clarify my intentions, stating, "No, I don't plan to
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CarlosI am fucking aware that she is having lunch with this mother fucker in a restaurant and yes I came here to ruin this lunch for her. And how can she expect to have a peaceful moment with her fiance when I keep on pestering her head for twenty-four fucking hours? I am the only one she must think of and I am the only one whose name must be on her tongue when she is close to her her orgasm.It's been quite a while since I fucked her and I miss touching her. Her scent and her moans, her shallow breaths, and everything else. She is so fucking mine and I will claim it no matter what I have to do for her. For now, I am sitting in a restaurant where she is having lunch with Sean fuckling Myers. I brought a date with me, after all coming here all alone would be awkward for me.
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Raya My father has returned to the mansion after a successful surgery and is now resting. Today, I have a meeting at Sinclair Corporations before meeting Sean for lunch at his favorite restaurant. I learned that Carlos will be at the meeting, taking over his shares and role in the company, indicating that I am not representing him.It seems like a good idea for me to step back from Carlos's position because his work is beyond my understanding and capabilities. He is involved in numerous ongoing and upcoming projects that I am not informed about, and the complexity of his plans makes it difficult for me to comprehend his intentions. With family relationships already strained, I am unsure whether I should disclose this information to my brothers.Entering the board room, I look around until my eyes are fixed on him. There he sits, handsome and confident as well. Carlos is a man in his own world, he is not only an experienced man but a very sensible businessman as well. Meanwhile my bro
