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
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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
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
Molly:“I don’t think we should be here, Kate. We should probably go home and rest up for tomorrow,” I said to Kate through the loud music as she gulped down the contents of her glass.“Come on, you’re no fun!” Kate said in an ear-splitting tone, and then she let out a giggle. She then took another shot and squeezed her face against the burning sensation, after which she laughed. “You should celebrate freedom tonight,” she said, passing me a shot, which I declined.She shrugged and gulped the contents. We needed to get on a plane as soon as possible because Bruno and his men would come right after us. Here I was paranoid, and my best friend was unbothered.“What if Bruno and his men find us?”“Shh,” Kate said, putting a finger to my mouth before wrapping her arm around my neck.“Have this,” she said, forcing a glass of liquor down my throat.As I felt the burning sensation down my throat, I squeezed my face, but as soon as it was over, I felt great.“You know what? Perhaps you’re right
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
Farrell:“Andrew Waterson, today is your day of reckoning!” I said with a growl as I removed my hat.When I looked up, I noticed how chaotic the situation was. There was a girl bleeding from her leg. Andrew backed up to the wall like a coward, and there she was—my golden goose. They dressed her in a wedding gown, but she was unhappy. Her face was red and swollen. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and a man clutched her tightly.“Please help my friend,” she pleaded, reaching out for me, but the man yanked her back.Then I hazily remembered everything she had said in the club the night before, and I concluded the man was her fiance. I became enraged, and I cocked my gun and shot this man in the chest without hesitation. His blood splattered all over her white gown. I saw her eyes widen, and she gasped for air.Then I ordered Martin and Perez to take the bleeding girl to the hospital.“Bruno!” Molly screamed as he crashed to the floor. She grabbed him and rocked him.“You... you killed him
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