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Continúa, Has publicado nov 24, 2015
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My name is Asha. All my life I've had to be perfect and things always had to be said or done the way my mother said they had to be said or done. Well now it's time for me to be on my own and do what I want and finally be free. Free from 24/7 surveillance, free from a life my mother made for me. I can finally be myself but the problem with living the way someone else was making me live is I don't quite know who myself is. Now it's time for me to figure it out. I no longer have to do something I've been doing my whole life. I no longer have to pretend.
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Seduced by the Alphas

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You can read the uncut version of this book over on https://archiveofourown.org/works/61769338 Life could be so unfair, everyone adored my big sister Ava, yes everyone. Ava was the most popular girl in school, she was outgoing, beautiful, and shone like a radiant star. Our parents told her she could easily be a model or anything she wanted really, and Ava with all the confidence of a film star strode through life dazzling all in her wake. She had thousands of followers on her Instagram, Whatsapp, and Tic Toc, and what did I have. Well I had a creative streak and an introverted nature, and I lived in Ava's shadow. The only reason it seemed anyone spoke to me was to get my big sister's attention. I felt like a butler or a handmaiden to a Queen. It was like I never had my own identity. No one saw me at all, until that one day someone did, and I remember it like yesterday. Did I make a good decision probably not, would I do it again, I am unsure. But just once someone noticed me, yes me, and it felt so good. It was good at first, but by the time I had realized the good would never last, the jaws of the trap were closed. I was far away and at his mercy, and yet another stood by me, one who could rescue me from my mistakes.