yoυra - prevιew

yoυra - prevιew

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"You wouldn't be here...if you did what we told you to do Youra! What the fuck were you thinking? You thought you could've escaped with our money just like that?! You crazy bitch..." People lack of empathy when it comes to their thing. They first will give you what you most desire...in other words, something you want that they own. They'll be round of themselves because of it so they'll give you for their sense of "kindness." Bullshit. I, Youra Ankar, candidate against all those who just spit bullshit about pity..and being generous. Vote me or I'll fuck your fucking wives. ...To make it good for you all, dear readers...you caught me in a bad moment and in a bad mood. I can do way better.
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COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.

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