Loving Him
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He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. But I love him. "Adam squatted so that he was eye to eye with me and he harshly grabbed my chin and forced me to raise my head and meet his eyes. "I do not care what is on the papers, but you are not my wife and you are not to call me Adam. You are a slave under this household. You have no privileges and no choice here." Adam said coldly as he tightened his grip on my chin. I felt tears threatening to fall from my eyes and fall they did. "Understand?" He growled as he dug his fingers into my skin. I was sure there would be bruises tomorrow morning and a shiver travelled down my body at that thought. I nodded fearfully as my chin trembled. "Leave at once with all your things. You do not sleep in my bed no longer. The basement is your place now."" This is a story of Belle Kimberly. Her father had promised to have Belle marry his childhood friend's first born son, Adam Pember. Belle instantly fell in love with him and felt as if they were soul mates. But little did she know that Adam had an abusive streak. No, this story does NOT condone abuse at all. But I will be showing the reality of abuse and why some people do not get help.
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Watching Anna, she was actually down stairs sipping water quietly. I couldn't help but stare at her. Her usually midnight drink. "Thirsty." "Oh, uncle you startled me." She had backed away from me as I tried to touch her. I had been needing her touch more and more. "Why are you so afraid of me?" "What are you talking about?" She nervously giggled as she crept backwards. "I have notice a few things and well you cower at my touch. Tell me Anna, do I frightened you?" Have I in someway? I wondered. "No, uncle," she stepped closer to me pressing her palm on my chest proving that she is not the least bit frightened. "You don't scare me one bit." Her lips were smiling but her eyes had told me a different story. "The prove it." I was now leaning as she had licked her own lips. Fuck I want to taste those lips. "How." Her breath sent me shivers down my core. Further leaning in, I pulled her closer, my hand now firmly on her back as my lips made contact with hers. She hesitated at first, I could feel she was withdrawn but that didn't stop me from taking what I wanted. Kissing her made me forget. I know I shouldn't but I wanted to forget what I had lost. Is it wrong of me to think like that? But this kiss felt so right. Why? She felt perfect beneath me. At that moment I wanted more, I wanted everything she would give me. I wanted her. "What the fuck is going on here." The lights instantly turned on revealing a very pissed of Megan. "Megan I can explain." "How, when I just witness you kissing the one who had killed our child." ***** Do you believe in soul mate because we are destined to be with that one person that makes us whole....

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