Breaking point

Breaking point

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Chapter 1 It wasn’t the sound of the door slamming that woke me; nor was it the loud noise his feet made when they came in contact with the hardwood steps. It was her sent that filled the air. I could smell it faintly as the front door opened but the closer he came towards me the more pungent the smell became. As he opened the door to our bedroom I realized that this smell was slightly different from the one of previous nights. There was a sudden dip in the bed. I looked at the clock. It read 3:00am. I mentally shook my head. His hands started to roam my body until they landed on my treasure. I tried to wiggle from his reach but it was no use. He is stronger than me. He is bigger me than. I don’t stand a chance. I hold my breath as he plunges his piece into me, as he uses and takes advantage of me. I have no choice but to wait until he is done. And when I know for sure that he has fallen asleep, I slowly and carefully slide out of the bed and make my way to the down stairs guestroom. I go the chest, which is placed at the bottom of the bed. I pull out a tank top, a pair of shorts, and a pair of panties. After that I make my way to the connected bathroom, not bothering to turn on the lights. I turn the water to the shower on. I wait until the water gets scorching hot. I grab a washcloth from under the sink. I step into shower and let the water burn my skin as it runs down my body. And hopefully as this water burns my skin…it will burn the pain away too. (read to find out more)
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1St in #possesive 1ST in #abuse 1ST in #arrangedmarriage 1ST in #hatelove 1ST in #rich 1ST in #tortured The next thing she knew was that she was slung on his muscular shoulder. She thrashed her legs, but he carried her as if she weighed no more than a bag of feathers. "Caelum please!" She begged him but he ignored her as he walked through the corridors and into the bedroom. And threw her on the bed. While she was busy recovering her breath, he threw his coat on the floor and started unbuttoning his shirt. "W-what are y-you doing?" she asked. Her face paler than paper. "Exactly what married couples do, love." He said dropping the shirt on the floor, His voice so full of viciousness that she almost choked on them. She dragged herself back on the bed sobbing, "no.." He grabbed her legs and pulled her towards himself. He crawled on top of her. He looked into her terrified eyes and whispered, "You make me do terrible things, my dear Rose." He wiped a stray tear from her chin before grabbing it. "I will bruise your lip and scar your knees and love you too hard.." he brushed his lips on hers, "I will destroy you. And when I leave, You will finally understand why storms are named after humans." ........................... Rosette never had an easy life, and after the death of her mother, when she thought things couldn't get worse, her life started going fully downhill. She was tortured beyond repair in her own house. She could only dream of being loved. She dreamed of getting married and finally breaking free from all these cages, but fate had other plans for her. Her life going totally downhill, turned upside down when she was married to the biggest business tycoon in the city. Will this marriage totally wreck her? Would the promise of love be fulfilled? Would she ever be able to break free?.... Read the story to know :) Cover by ~ @__AK__WRITES Note: This story contains sexual and violent content.

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