All Chapters of I'm Addicted To You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

After what happened to me on my eighteenth birthday, I struggled to trust anyone. The experience was so traumatic that I haven't been able to date or fall in love with anyone since. That day, I was raped by someone I trusted deeply. He appeared quiet and calm, which made the betrayal even harder to comprehend. As a result of the assault, I became pregnant and had a child, but the father is nowhere to be found. I've had to navigate parenthood alone, filled with pain and the wish that my child had a father figure in their life. The assault occurred on my birthday, when everyone was celebrating. He told me he had a special gift for me and asked me to go upstairs with him. After giving me the gift, his behavior changed, and he started acting strangely around me. Despite my attempts to resist, he persisted. I screamed, but no one heard me. It's been years since then, and I'm trying to move forward.. My name is Eunice Splendor Alan, but my friends call me Eunice. I'm a private perso

The next morning, Jace woke up and looked beside him to see me sleeping, facing him. He smiled "Wow, you look beautiful when you're sleeping. I'm amazed by how much you care about me. You undressed me and saw things you weren't supposed to see, but you're my wife, so it's nothing. Still, I felt a bit embarrassed. You look so beautiful; you're really the angel I asked God for. I love everything about you. I pray you'll love me the way I am in love with you. I'm deeply in love with you," he said sharply, wrapping his hands around my waist. My eyes fluttered open, and I felt his grip tighten. "Jace, let go of me," I said, trying to loosen his hold, but I couldn't. He seemed sound asleep, but his hand remained tightly wrapped around my waist. "Why can't your hand be weaker, even in your sleep?" I thought. Suddenly, Jace opened his eyes and said "Who told you I was sleeping?" He then rolled on top of me, seizing my hands above my head. "Jace, don't even try it. Even though we

The CEO was confused, his mind racing with the familiarity of the name Eunice. He couldn't shake the feeling that he knew her from somewhere. Eunice Alan, he thought to himself, sitting in a bar at night, lost in thought. A stranger approached him, curiosity etched on his face. "What on earth are you talking about?" he asked The CEO didn't respond, too engrossed in his thoughts. "What on earth is this girl?" he muttered to himself. "She's the one I knew before... before I had plastic surgery. What is she doing here? why is she my secretary? now I remember her, damn!" The stranger's voice broke through the CEO's reverie. "You've been talking to yourself for over thirty minutes. I thought I'd ask if everything is okay." The CEO snapped back to reality, slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, thanks for caring. I'm fine, just stressed out." The stranger nodded sympathetically. "No problem, anytime. I was just worried about you." "I appreciate it," the CEO said, taking a s