◄chєαtíng; ►                                                                                                                                                                    𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝓃𝒶𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈.

Walking out towards my Ashton Martin. The wind blowing straight to my face. It feels so cold, goosebumps all over my cold skin. Looking up at the night sky, it's so back and blue. Would it rain? I took long deep breaths and make my way to home.

 Home is where my husband is. Today is our 6th Wedding Anniversary. We married years ago. Till this day I still remember the day when he proposed to me. We were staying 5 days in Greece, 5 days in London , 5 days in Spain, 5 days in Switzerland and lastly 5 days at Paris, France. People said that Paris is the most romantic place in the world. You can only find your true love in there, and stay happily ever. Everyday he would buy me lots of gifts , bring me to many museums, restaurants, confess how much he love me. Right, how cliché.

In our last day I woke up scared since he was not there beside me. There was a note saying to prepare myself and when I finish I should follow the other notes he left. After all the waiting and passing time it lead me to the Torre Eiffel.

The time I got out I saw him there, well also something that surprised me. He went on his knees and guess what, "𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙖....., 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣, 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪.. 𝙄 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮, 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙢 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝. 𝙎𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛. 𝙏𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. 𝙒𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧, 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩. 𝙈𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙎𝙤....𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚?" he said.

Finishing his confession of love for me, I froze. I couldn't believe it. My mind was repeating the words will you marry me again and again. I hugged him with all my might and cried out "YES". People who were seeing this were cheering and congratulating us. But all I was thinking was him, soon to be my husband , my love, my fiancé.

Whenever I see or think of my husband it always brings me to the very day he proposed to me, it feels like yesterday. Everything is too unreal, like a dream, a dream in which I hope it doesn't get destroyed.

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All my thoughts went away with the close view of my house. I can't wait to tell him the news and just hug him, thank him for everything. Driving my car inside the big white and grey garage. Stepping outside the floor and walking towards the door leading inside the house.

Once I got inside, I feel like home and the feeling of  nervousness can't seem to stop. Well to tell the truth, the day of today gave me a feeling that something bad would happen or it was  just the weather giving bad atmosphere. Walking towards the long stairs, each step I get, the more nervous I get. And I think that there are weird noises coming upstairs. Noises in which I don't know if it is illusion or real. The long and narrow hallway that I pass by is attached of all the pictures of us. Pictures of times when we go to a trip, in a ball, in galas, family dinner and many others.

" Mhmm...hahhh"

"Ugh.. ahhhhhhhhh....."

I stopped walking, staying outside in front of my bedroom frozen to the core. I really don't know if there's something wrong with my ears or what. But right know I feel like pushing the door in front of me. The only thing that blocks me of what is happening inside.

I can't move nor feel my foots. They are like glued to the floor forbidding me of walking. I'm so desperate of opening the door. The voices that sounds like moans. Yeah moans, maybe someone is hurt or is it really what I think it is. The other part of me does not want to think of it but I just can't stop it. He loves me, he won't do that, He just.... won't.

Finally having the courage, after debating of going inside or not, I slowly and quietly open the door. My faces pales, all my blood is drain from my face. I think I'm starting to have anxiety. My heart is thumping so loudly that it would explode at any moment.

The first thing I see is not my lovely and darling husband, instead I see a stocking covered with big holes, a sexy black lace *****, a black Victoria's Secret's  lace bra with small butterflies design, a strapless mini bodycon burgundy dress and a black open toe ankle strap high heels along with a man's black trouser, a white shirt with buttons , a 3 piece suit and a black shiny derby shoes scattered on the smoke white marble with golden texture floor.

Horrified, is one way of describing of how I was. But also hurt. I mean, I really didn't think that he would do that. Never in my life after all the love he gave me or.........was it.......... fake. Even after the intense making love of yesterday. We stopped at 4:57 A.M. We even woke up today morning, having a bath together.

But now I just have so many negative thoughts in my head. Thoughts that I want to deny them. And the solution to accept them and finding if it is true is to walk forward and look up.

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✻ｌｉｅｓ ✻                                                                                                             ⁱᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵃʳᵉ ᵈᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ.

The sounds were filling my ears, time seems like it froze.

"Hahh....hmnn , fas-ter,...... ....what ...hap..pens when your wife comes home." A woman's voice sounded, the voice seems familiar. But I just don't know who can it be. Deep down I had heard that voice somewhere but I just can't tell who is it.

"You are soooo..hhiiiiii dazzling....ahhhhhh" A male's voice sounded after the female's one. This voice Ido recognize it.

"Babyyyyyy......aaahhhhh.........it fee-ls  so goo-d, I can't    get enough of y...ou" It was his voice, my...husband!!!!!

"Remember our deal? Our plan? It's already been 9 years since we made the deal. Don't you think that all this time is enough?" Deal? What are they talking about. 9 Years? All this thought left in my head without answers.

"Baby, I know, I will never forget it. Well today I invited you to my house to discuss it. Now that I have everything, the company, the house, the villas, the hotels, the stores and especially our wedding planned for the 5th of December, just calm down we have something left to do, and you know that I can't do it without you or else it won't be interesting. Just wait till that vagabunda comes here. We must wait till it get funny, right my darling?" Wedding?......since when, and with whom? (vagabunda ;slut)

"Oh my, finally, you know that I've been waiting so long for this day to come. Let's finish our deal, the faster the better. Today is the best day."

"Don't worry it's already time" "Baby I'm go-nna aaahhhhhhh"

I couldn't anymore, I took two long steps forward and raised my head. I was really shocked, it was painful, too painful to see the sight in front of me. It hurts. My husband was fucking her from behind. They were ***** like the sun.

Katy was the female, my best friend , in few words my only friend who was with me since our childhood. Especially the one who supported me with Jaminson after I left my family. Yeah, my family wouldn't let us be together. Since child they gave me everything I wanted, but just they wouldn't let me be with Jamie. I couldn't believe it and left them. (Jamie is Jaminson in short form)

I felt something dropping to my shaking hands. I touched my cheeks and they were wet. Tears poured nonstop all this time. They were still fucking each other and I just couldn't stand and wait till they finish. Who in their wrong mind would stop and wait doing nothing.

I took the most closest object that I could find. I got a glass and threw it to the floor. "CLANK"

The glass shattered in pieces laying on the floor. That's when they notice someone was there. They turned their head towards me. They seemed surprised and just stayed there. I mean at lest I thought they will say sorry or something but it was the opposite. There was a complete silence for 2 minutes, until my best- I mean my ex friend decided to say something.

"Oh Rose, what are you doing come here you little bitch."

"Wh..y, why are you doing this..to me?" I ignored her and faced Jamie asking him. I don't know if I screamed or whispered cause all I cared was that he was doing it with someone, and worst with Katy.

"Pffft" "Hahahahahahahaahha" They started laughing at me. Was it really funny?

"Oh Rosa, you are just so naive, do you think I'm going to stay with you the rest of our lives? Well so stupid. Your daddy can't help you to ." He said getting out of the bed and putting his sweatpants and approaching me. While Katy was dressing herself in a satin silk light pink bathrobe and walking slowly towards me.

"What do you mean?" I said utterly confused and mad at the same time. He mentioned my father in this. All this time I did miss him but I wouldn't go back.

"Just look yourself in the mirror. That stupid face. Do you remember the files that I gave you 2 months and half ago to sign? You being stupid and so in love with me signed them not knowing what it was. Haha. Those files states that you will give me all the property of our lovely company, including your other differents business that you had built up till now, making me the CEO. And while your naivety gave you away, every time I got home late or late in our dates that's because I was with Katy, making love to her, spending time at her villa, you didn't even knew that. There were even some hint but you never doubted me. Stupid of you. " He said it like he accomplished something. I was mad, furious , sad ,he was with Katy all this time behind my back. Sometimes I could even smell some woman's perfume on him and some lipstick marks on his shirts but hell I wouldn't think him of that kind of person.

"Baby you are so bad. You forgot some details. Rose, poor you, thinking that he was your first time on your 18th birthday. Hahaha. Let me tell you, how wrong you are. We drugged you with the wine that I gave you. It worked, since the aphrodisiac was so strong making you completely dizzy and hot. We brought you to a different room. So you made it with someone else. Such a shame. What a slut that you are.  " I don't know how to feel. I'm disgusted with myself. Someone else touched me, I didn't got the chance to see him. I woke up alone in an hotel room. All this time I thought it was Jamie. I want to do something but I just don't know what.

I started to feel nauseous, I turned around walking towards the door wanting to get out of here. Out of the sight of this persons. Out of this mess. To hide myself and never coming out. But before I could do that. " Thud"

Something hard hit me in the head. I think it's gonna bleed. I fell on the floor watching Jamie picking me up roughly without any care. He was neutral, there was no emotion in his face. I feel him so distance, i don't know him. He never showed this part of him. Katy had a big silver iron goblet in her hand with some blood stick on it. I started feeling weak. Black dots appeared on my eyesight. And finally I blacked out hearing those last words saying "Bring her to the laboratory".

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I felt so awful. Every part of my body hurts. I don't have the energy to move. My eyes are heavy and closed so  I can't see nothing. Oh...and that smell. What is that? So horrible. I can't breathe with this awful air surrounding me. Where am I? Uggghhhh. And this pain is unbearable. Everything is confusing.

Last thing I remember was hearing noises. Noises..... from where?

Merda....  Now I remember! (merda: shit)

The noises were moans, which lead me catching Katy and Jamie having intimacy with each other. And..then.....then... they freaking hit me in the head. What's wrong with them? Now in other words they kidnapped me.

I'm mad and sad. I still can't believe it. They were everything to me. The one's whom I trusted a lot. I gave them everything, all the kindness and love was poured on them. They should be grateful to have a friend like me. Not everyone helps or cares, in this corrupt and taint society, no one should be trusted.  And it seems real. People take advantage of kindness just for their needs.

But something still keeps bothering me. I'm disgusting. How can I not be? The revelation where Katy told me that I gave away my virginity to someone unknown. A stranger. In other words I was raped. I still remember that day. What happens if he was a perverted old man taking advantage of young girls. Worst, if he was a drug dealer. No matter if he was handsome or not still it was a horrible night.

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Flashback 8 years ago

Today is my 18th birthday. When I woke up, first thing I wanted to do was to tell my parents. But when I got to their bedroom, no one was there. So I went to the kitchen, living room, theater  room, swimming pool area. And still I couldn't find someone.

Strange. Where are the maids? Where is Alfred and Martha, the closest butler and maid that worked in this house for years. They would never miss my birthday.

So I went to the last place where I could find them if it is possible.

I went outside the backyard of our mansion. It was big, there was a bigger swimming pool for a family time or a party. So when I was outside still no one was there ,weird. When I turned around....

"¡SURPRISE!" Shouted  the people whom I wanted to find.

The scene in front of me made me emotional causing some tears of happiness slipped from my eyes. There was a cute and simple lilac cake's color with some small perennial wallflowers on it written Happy Birthday Rosa .

My parents and everyone were behind the table singing happy birthday to me. I 'm so happy. I know this is so little but I don't care cause later in the evening there is going to have a party of my birthday. And mostly every business man or famous celebrities is going to attend including people from my school.

"Happy Birthday, my babygirl, you've grown so much in a few years. I'm so proud of you." Said my father beside me while having some tears in his eyes. while giving me a big warm hug. My father is handsome. He looks young despite his age. He is feared by everyone for his way of teaching people of not crossing his way , his rudeness and intimidating figure.

But for me he is a gentle and lovely father of mine. And will always be. Yeah my mother always said that I was a daddy's girl since the day i was born. I'm his princess and he is my daddy. My father would always make me smile whenever I was sad or being grumpy. It's a fact that he spoils me a lot.

When I was only 1 years old he bought me 150 toys in which I only used 10 of them. Hilarious, yeah but still whenever he comes home from work there was surprise he gave me. Better when he was in business trips. At the age of 10 there was already a room for my jewelries and purses.  Whenever he was away I would miss him immediately after four hours without him. And when I call him he knows which words to use to comfort me saying that it would be only 3 or 5 days.

The longest business trip he did was for 3 weeks and a half. It was so long. I remember crying at first over it and refused to eat in the second week which resulted in him coming back after 3 weeks in London, United Kingdom. I was sick. I had a high fever and couldn't do anything for almost a month. My parents were worried sick, especially my father, he was by my side all the time, making sure that the fever goes down.

I know I was being a brat and making a huge trouble for missing my father but I was 9 years old. What could I possibly know?  Now that I think about it I do feel guilty of my actions. My dad didn't have a good sleep nor meal till I recovered. He also promised me to never have a long business trip. And till the day of today he never broke the promise.  The father and daughter relation will never be destroyed.

Anyway my mother also congratulates me. We cut the cake and eat it. It was made by mom. It was deliciously sweet. After that they went to retire my dress from the best designer in the world. Angelo is a famous designer especially here in France. It is hard to have an appointment with him. People needs to wait 6 months or worse they don't get one. But lucky me. I'm his niece.

That's right he is my youngest uncle in the family. He is the youngest brother of my father. He is cold but not like my father. He is only 25 years old. Whenever we are together we act like long lost friends and it's funny. And sometimes we end up bickering about silly stuffs resulting in us having my father to choose one side. Growing up with him, he also resembles like a big brother to me. It's cute.

Time skips and know we are getting dressed and making me presentable. I guess that every guess will come soon.

Before this mom told me to relax a day by having going to the spa salon. It was really good. And then I talked a few hours with Katy and Jamie.

The dress was so elegant. It was a long sleeveless wine red ballgown with deep red rubies covered from the bottom part of my dress till my hips.  There is also shinny silver open toe stiletto heels. My open hair was curly and soft. It ends at my small narrow waist. It would bounce with every step I take. And lastly my silver crown with small diamonds with a thin, black  Tiffany & Co. necklace hanging on my neck.

Everything was perfect.

And I think it's time to show the outsiders who am I.

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