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Forever you: cold boss' true love

"You are mine now". That was the conversation that began this unexpected journey. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined being with him. *** "Nadia, listen to me, you are going to have to do this for your family. You do know that if you don't go with them, I will be killed and soon after, they will kill your mother too". "And what about me huh? All this while, you have never thought of me. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm really your child. I..." "Enough!! You will go to him and that is it". I wanted to cry but I had already forgotten how to. I'm sure you must be guessing what is happening, well... My father is a gambler, and he has been living in debt for over four years now unfortunately, he borrowed money from the wrong people and now, he wants to sell me to their boss who is known to be ruthless, and monstrous.

Secrecy_x · Urban
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92 Chs

That stupid thing

Anita moved back without knowing. She wasn't expecting that from Nadia.

I didn't give her the chance to speak anymore as I got back into the car.

Jason did not expect Nadia to say what she said. Hearing her call herself his girlfriend made him exceptionally happy. He got into the car and his men in front informed them that they had moved Anita's car from the road and the road was now very free.

We were finally home and throughout our journey home, I couldn't stop thinking and wondering if I had said the right thing. I should have insulted her but I just couldn't stand being called a whore.

I haven't even been with a man yet. Calling me a whore was too extreme.

When we got home, I came down from the car just like the other guards and we all waited for Jason to begin walking in, but instead of him walking, he just said in one spot which made us wonder what the problem was.

He turned to my direction and said

"Walk with me".

That was in no way romantic but I found my heart skipping a beat. I rushed to him and he finally began walking.

I had been meaning to ask him for something for a very long time now, so I decided to use this opportunity to ask.

"Uhm... Sir"?

I called him when we were finally alone in the living room. He turned and looked at me. I was way shorter than he was. I was about the height of his chest so I had to look up whenever we spoke. But I didn't have any problem with it.

"Yes".

He said and I spoke as quickly as I could.

"Can I go home"?

I asked which made him raise his brow very high. I immediately corrected myself.

"I'm not saying I want to go back home, I'm just saying, you know... because of how unexpected it was for me to leave, I was unable to carry anything. I need some necessities like my phone, my notepad, and some other few things".

I said very fast. It almost felt like I wasn't breathing I had to say what I had to say, hoping he'd agree to it.

"Fine, you can go".

He said and my eyes opened in excitement.

"Really? Thank you so much sir, I'll be back very soon".

"Leave with a guard. People know you now".

That was all he said before he began going upstairs. I told Miguel what Jason said and he decided to go with me. I got home and noticed most of my pieces of furniture were outside. I heard noises inside and decided to go and check. I saw people working inside it felt like someone was moving in.

"Don't be stupid woman. This is the best time to look for that fake child of yours and have her give us some money".

I heard my father speaking to my mother in the room. But I couldn't understand why he was calling me fake.

"Shhh, do you want everyone to know she isn't our daughter"?

My mom tried to silence him but I had heard everything and then, it dawned on me. I wasn't their child. I was not their product after all. That's why they were able to treat me this badly for twenty-nine years.

"We'll sell her furniture and any other valuable item and then, we can start a new life with the money her boyfriend gave to us when we sold her".

I covered my mouth with my hand so I wouldn't make any noise. I felt like vomiting. The woman I had called my mother all my life was the one plotting on how they would sell off all I had worked my ass out for.

"You think her useless properties would amount to anything"?

My father yelled out. His face was filled with disgust and anger as he continued to speak.

"That stupid thing is very lucky. She was born into a rich family and now, she has gotten herself a rich man. Make sure you try to get to her and ask her for money".

'Wait, they knew my real parents'?

I asked myself. I was done, I didn't want to listen anymore so I walked into the room so I could be visible but I simply ignored them. Luckily for me, they hadn't touched my handbag yet so I just picked it up and began walking back out.

"Oh ho, look at this useless ungrateful child, we sold you off to a wealthy man who you are now dating, and yet, you do not think you should even greet your parents? If anything you should be thanking us".

My father, or should I say this man said. I smiled as I didn't even know what else to do. I had experienced and gone through so much that I didn't know what else to do anymore. I wasn't even surprised at their attitude anymore. Of course, it hurts because I've always loved them but this, this was the height of it.

Without saying a word, I walked away. My mother ran after me but before she could say anything, I pushed her and got into the car.

When I got back to the mansion, it was pretty late so I was hoping I'd be able to just go into my room and sleep. But when I got in, the only person I saw in the living room was Jason. It was a bit dark as only a little light was on in the living room.

"You are finally back".

He said as he stood up and moved closer to me.

"I was waiting for you".

As soon as he said this, I ran to him and hugged him without knowing when, tears began to roll down my face. It kept pouring as I suddenly couldn't stop it.

It has been forever since I cried. I couldn't even remember crying anymore but today, in front of this man, my tears poured without any resistance.

Jason was confused and shocked at the same time.

"What's wrong"?