A Woman's Revenge
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Anna had built a successful life. She worked hard through college and law school to become a successful lawyer at a firm. The same firm where she met her husband John who had become a successful partner. She loved him, loved their life, even the cons of being part of a stuck up women's guild. She thought she had it all with the exception of kids, she had left the firm to start her own practice of helping abused women recover. Until it all came crashing down on two fronts. First she finds out after her husband started acting erratic, she was being cheated on. And second, she realized her next door neighbor was a stalker. Her husband becomes increasingly mean and abusive towards her with threats of leaving her without anything and ruining her career. How does she get out from him without those results? Does she snap? Does she figure out a way to end her marriage without those threats becoming true? And what about her next door neighbor, the stalker? How does he play into this? What does she do to resolve these problems and move on with her life? Read to find out!
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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 She hesitated at first, I could feel she was withdrawn but that didn't stop me from taking what I wanted.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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