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CHAPTER 1Molly:Flashback (Earlier today)“Don’t be afraid, Molly; I’ll be there to pick you up tomorrow. Do it right now and you’ll be free!” Kate, my best friend, said this as she held my hands and wiped my tears away.It was just our suspicions at first, but we had just watched a clip from a camera I had hidden in the room I shared with my fiancé.“Kate, my stepfather will kill me; you know how much this wedding means to him,” I said as I tried to stop her from wiping away the tears welling up in my eyes.“The ball is in your court; either liberate yourself now or suffer in silence for the rest of your life!” Kate said.End of flashback Kate’s last words rang in my ears as I held the hard drive containing footage of my fiancé and his lover. He lied to me, and he pretended my stepfather was the devil for selling me to him.It was the night before my wedding to Bruno Mendez, L. A’s most powerful businessman. Instead of getting enough rest for tomorrow, I was in the beautifully decora

Farrell:The irritating sound of my phone ringing woke me up. I groaned several times because I was suffering from a throbbing headache. I reached for my side table but couldn’t feel anything, so I forced my eyes open to see that I was in a motel.Last night’s memories flooded back as I looked around the room. Her sweet taste lingered in my mind, and it made me smile. I reached for her on the other side of the bed, wanting more of her but finding an empty bed.“What’s this?” I said aloud as I grabbed the piece of paper and money from the bed.“I’m sorry about last night. Take this and forget it ever happened,” I said, reading the contents of the paper.My lips curved wide because I found it amusing that she didn’t know who I was. “Sir!” My smile faded as I heard Martin’s voice from the door.I was the most ruthless and feared man in town, so I couldn’t be caught slacking and smiling because of a woman.He walked in shortly after opening the door.“Are you fucking mad!” I yelled. I the

Molly: I cried myself to sleep at the foot of the bed, still dressed in my bloody gown. The sound of the door opening jolted me awake, and I leapt to my feet, eager to see his face and learn what he had in store for me. But when the door opened, a young lady walked in. She was dressed in a black gown with a white apron and a white cap. I could still see her beautiful black curls through the cap. "My name is Rose, and I'm here to prepare your bath," she said her eyes darting along my body and the corner of her lips raising. She then locked the door and approached me. I remained still the entire time as she moved past me to the door on the left. She opened it and shut it once she was inside. I collapsed onto the bed and stretched my hands. At this point, I couldn't say if I was fortunate or unlucky. I was fortunate to have escaped Bruno and my pathetic excuse for a stepfather, but Farrell was no angel. The lady emerged from the room after a few moments and approached me. "Your bath

Farrell: I awakened with a tightness in my chest. Then I realized I was naked to the chest and sleeping on cold tiles. This could only mean one thing: I was still sleep walking. The elderly lady’s incessant cry for her daughter overwhelmed my ears, causing me to force my eyes open. I rose from the cold floor and inspected the room, seeing that she lay with her eyes closed on the bed. I approached her and examined her aged skin. I wrapped a blanket around her because the coolness of the room was causing her lips to chatter. Then I touched her silky gray hair softly. “I’ll find your daughter,” I whispered, and the corner of her mouth raised. The incident happened about ten years ago, yet every time I slept walked, it felt like yesterday. After correctly tucking her hands into the blanket, I turned to leave. I opened and closed the door softly. Then, as usual, I locked it. “Hey,” Molly said quietly from behind me. She kept a poker face when I turned around to face her. “What brough

Molly:I was such a fool to pay him a surprise visit. What in the world was I thinking? That he was Prince Charming, and I was Cinderella? This man clearly wants me only as a sex slave.“Molly!” As he took heavy steps down the hallway after me, Farrell yelled in a husky tone.That we were supposed to be legally married bothered me even though I did not love him.. As I ran through the corridor, my heart felt as if they had placed a heavy stone on it, and my legs felt shaky.How could he? Why did he marry me if I could not satisfy him with just one woman? He could have made me his whore or anything else, but married me against my will.He caught up with me just as I was about to press the elevator button and enter it.“I told you to wait!” He growled, yanking my hand violently, causing me to wince in pain.When I turned around, I slapped him across the face, my eyes glistening with tears. My hands were weak, so it did not do much; he just clenched his jaw and glared evilly at me.“Pay at