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I heard the door click and my head shot to the direction of the noise. "I know you where listening" He said with a bored expression on his face. "Whos Giovanni and what do I have to do with him?" I said bluntly, I did not trust this guy at all. "You need a place to work and hes a friend of mine so I thought I'd recommend you." he said smiling. Vivian is not your average teenage girl. She lives a life no one would wish on their worst enemy her soul is sold, sold to the cruel men who exploit her everyday. Who keep her locked away in the shadows. torturing her with memories of those shed trusted in the past. But now than an old family member has returned with words of hope to rescue Vivian from the cruel life shes had to endure things will change for her for the better and even for the worse.
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(WARNING: This is my first story btw. Some parts may be cringe or toxic, but I don't feel like changing anything at the moment) I watched as he frustratingly ran his hand through his jet black hair as he let out an loud sigh. "Axarii I do not have the patience for your childishness. I can no longer trust you therefore we're getting an divorce." He stated. That just ended my mood. "What! That girl doesn't even look like me, are you fucking blind? My boobs are not even that big! Just imagine Winston and I together, that's impossible." I screeched out and grabbed onto him. I mentally cursed at myself as I felt tears threatening to escape from my hideous eyes. I'm an ugly crier. He roughly pulled his arm out of my grasp. "I want you and your things out of here by tonight and at the company to sign the papers in the morning." "You can't be serious! How can you not believe me, your own wife over some damn fake pictures?" I looked at him only to see him blankly staring at me, not responding. I roughly wiped my eyes before any tears could escape. He would not see me cry. "I'll go but you'll just have to throw away or burn the clothes that you bought for me because I don't need anything from you." I mumbled as I turned away and headed for the stairs. "I don't need a wife that claims she has love for me when all she wants is to be around other men instead of her own husband." I continued to walk up the stairs, not bothering to reply to what he said, not bothered to wipe the tears knowing that he cannot see them. **** #2 ex - March 2024 #12 dominate - September 2023 #6 funny - November 2024 #1 darkness - November 2023 #5 plottwist - November 2023 #2 exwife- November 2024

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