Chapter 3

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Tassy The office has always been the place where I find peace, but today my new boss ruined it for me. I feel so drained today, I'm glad when I don't find anyone around the house as I enter. I head straight to my room to freshen up before I head down to make dinner for everyone. I really hate preparing so many meals but I always have no choice. They already texted me what they will eat, so I'm sure they are in their rooms waiting. Today I have to prepare six different dishes, I feel so exhausted I don't even know where to start. I hate how they treat me, they make it seem as if I don't get tired. As if I use some kind of fuel to recharge myself. It can be understandable for his mother and father, they are too old, but for Felix his younger brother, his wife Mary and Stella his sister it's too much. They just use me for everything, sometimes I even have to take care of Liam Felix's son. Liam is adorable though so it's always my pleasure being with him. He reminds me of the dream that I will never achieve; having my own child. It's not that I cannot have one, it's just that I can't bear a child with someone like Wilfred. I can't give a child to a man that doesn't value me. I might be helpless, but my sexuality and my reproductive health is my responsibility, so I went to a doctor and inserted an IUD. It's safer and lasts, so all I have to do is go for checkups. Ever since he married me, twenty years ago, I haven't once conceived. Today I have a little time for myself, so I wash my hair and even blow-dry it. It's been a while since I took care of myself. All this while my mind is fixated on him, Mr. Declan, despite being rude to me, his amazing features keep distracting me. He is so perfect and arrogant. I know I'm being really shameless to think about a really young guy, but I can't help it. I can't help thinking of his hands all over my body, his mouth on my neck, kissing me slowly as the warm water from the shower trickle down my body. I can't stop myself from wishing he would scoop me into his arms and make love... I stop myself from going any further. My insecurities creep me, my large frame, the stretch marks all over my body, my saggy skin. There is no way a guy like that will be attracted to me. I sigh as I pick the towel, wiping myself dry before exiting the bathroom. I already had my dress and panties spread on the bed, so I head to pick them. The sudden smell of alcohol makes me freeze to the spot because I know what is going to happening next. Wilfred is behind me, I didn't even notice him entering the room, and I'm naked. Before I can pick the dress from the bed to cover myself, he grabs my neck from the back with one hand and my shoulder with the other hand, pushing me forward, so that I'm in a bent over position. “Stop please.” I beg as I hear him unbuckling his trousers. “I'm tired please.” A tear escapes my eyes. He is so strong I can't even get myself off his clutches. I hear his trousers falling to the floor and immediately, I feel his d**k pressing against my v****a from the back. He applies some saliva to it and penetrates me with all his might. He parts my legs even wider as he uses both his hands to pull my waist towards him as he thrusts. I'm still sore from forcing himself on me each morning and night, but he still does it anyway. My pain doesn't matter to him, I'm nothing to him. “Oh…. woman… Your p***y is magical. You are so tight.” He screams and pants at the same time. I hold on to the sheets and as I'm forced to move back and forth. My tears are my solace, when will all this end? Why does he treat me this way. “Yes…. yes… yes…" He spanks me so hard as he releases his seeds in me, right there he removes his d**k and pushes me away. “Useless woman.” He mutters, clicking. “Barren woman.” He continues to curse under his breath. I pick my dress and rush to the bathroom. I scrub his smell off of me so hard that my body hurts. I’m sure I have bruises. I look at myself in the mirror as I am putting on the dress, I have so many scars and bruises, my body always hurts, I get abused physically and mentally. I have to endure though, all this is for my mother, I have to endure. She is the only one who keeps me strong in this world, if it weren't for her I probably would have given up on my life long ago. But for her, I'm still holding on. "Tassy get out of there right now, you can't keep me waiting like this." Wilfred shouts from the room. I hurriedly put on the dress and head out. “ Don’t cook anything, we are going out.” Wilfred says not once looking at me. He is putting on his oversized suit. I hate this man, I could just k..... I stop my thoughts. I can't be an animal like him, no way, I refuse that. "You know what I mean when I say don't cook right?" He asks partly looking at me. I just nod. "Answer me damnit!!" "Yes I know Wilfred." It means I can't even cook for myself, so I have to go hungry. I swallow hard to stop myself from sobbing. I will end it one day, when I manage to finish my degree and find a nice job, I'm going to take my parents out of that darn house. I will be free, soon. "Nice, now give me money." He demands, I knew that was coming next. “Don’t you dare keep me waiting, we need money now.” He adds, his voice always scares me. I have given him all my money so far, all I’m left with is my transport money since the office is a distance from here. What will I do if I give him the rest of the money? “I said don’t make me repeat myself twice.” He grabs me and shoves me impatiently, I lose my step and fall on one knee. The pain I feel is excruciating, but it doesn't measure what I'm feeling inside. "If I annoy you this much, why don't you just leave me Wilfred, why do you keep taunting me like this? What's my fault in all this huh? Where is my fault, I give you everything I earn, everything." I burst out in anger charging at him ignoring all the pain I'm feeling. "I think you actually want to die Tassy." He shouts stopping my rage with just one slap, my face stings. I don't have any strength, I'm so weak, I'm just nothing. They starve me when they get the chance knowing that I can't afford to buy myself anything. He then grabs my purse from the bed pours it's contents, he collects the little money I have and my credit card as well. “Not my card please.” I beg. "I would sell you if I could. You disgust me." he shouts kicking me in my ribs before leaving the room. I hear him locking it from outside, and I bet he went with the keys. I'm left on the floor clutching my abdomen as I sob uncontrollably. ‘It’s all for my parents.’ It’s what I always say to myself. But I’m also a human being, I’m bound to break at some point. And I think I’m reaching my climax now. I can't do this anymore, I slowly get up, find a bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside drawer and gulp them down. "I'm sorry mother, father." I say out loud as I walk to the bed. I get on it, and lay down waiting for my end. It's better this way, Wilfred won.
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