The Mistress' Distress
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Whispers Of Unseen Wounds
"The feelings I thought were gone are resurfacing inside me. Why do these emotions keep haunting me, bringing back memories I don't want to relive? I told myself I shouldn't let these thoughts bring more troubles into my life, but even now, when I remember the last time I saw him, those feelings came rushing back". .......Then I snapped back from my thoughts. ___
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Twisted Perfection
Ever since I got into that accident a couple years ago I've been left blind. My whole world crashing around me. My wife left me! I can't see and hell I can't even drive myself around. So when I sent out a paper about hiring a nanny I knew no one was going to take it. To my surprise a year later a beautiful woman knocks at my door asking me if the job is still available. At first I thought she was joking. I mean I sent that damn paper out a year ago. Then I got a whiff of that scent. Sweet and Joyful. It made me forget that I can't see and I ended up hiring her on the spot. Dangerous you said? I know right. Do I regret it? Hell no! Getting hired by a literal billionaire named Nixon should have been enough! But no...I just had to go sleep with the older man in the room next door. And gosh my legs have never shaken like that. My body has never lost control over a single touch, but he did everything right. Now he strolls around the house proud that he gave me the best O of my life. The problem is he's six years older than me, has a daughter, a home, and an ex wife. Way to much baggage for someone who just graduated college. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted to stay in his bed every night.Complete
Please read the book 'Love or Arranged' before starting this book and shower some love He stood at the hospital window, staring out into the night. He hadn't spoken much since the miscarriage, and she felt an unbearable tension building between them. After hours of silence, he finally spoke, his voice cold and distant. "This wouldn't have happened if you had taken better care of yourself. You were too stressed, too careless. Maybe you should have been more responsible." His words hit her like a punch to the gut. She turned to him, disbelief and pain etched on her face. "What are you saying? How can you blame me for this?" "You were always too emotional. I told you to relax, to take it easy. But you never listen. This is your fault," He snapped, his eyes filled with frustration. She felt her heart break into pieces. The man she had loved for so long, the man she had waited for, was blaming her for the loss of their child. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She had been holding on to the hope that they could heal, but this-this was the final blow. "I can't believe you're saying this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I lost our baby, we lost our baby. And you're blaming me? Do you even realize what you're saying?" He turned away; his silence more painful than his words. They left the hospital in silence and pain, unknown to both of them on how their life is going to turn.
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