Love and betrayal

My parents died in a car accident when I was eighteen. And my little sister was only five years old. We lived in misery, I had trouble at the elevated. I had giving up my studies, I had worked day and night for it to go a good education. When Nylla had his nineteen years, she had a tumor at the level of her right foot. Over time his illness worsened, she could not walk again, we was crying day and night that it was too bad that she could no longer bear this pain she preferred to die. I had pity on my little sister to the point that I was crying too, I really had trouble for her. I felt miserable I did not know what to do since we were asking the hospital for its operation. I still worked very hard. I had collected all my funds but so far it was not enough. . . . . I went to see my friend Samira for me to help me. _ Hello Samira please can you lend me money? I ask my friend _Que do you want to do with it? ? She said. Line: Have you forgotten that my little sister is seriously ill? Samira: Oh I see! What a sum do you want? Line: three million. Samira: Oh! This sum is huge. But I'll introduce you to someone who will give you more than three million. But on a condition that you are laying with him. Line: Okay. CAN IMPART. I will do anything so that my sister will find his health. . . . . Samira had organized an adventure of a night with a rich billionaire. I was a little make up, I put the good habit I had and I was part of his meeting. Line: Good evening sir. Wilson: good evening my beautiful. How are you? Line: I'm fine sir. And you? Wilson: I too go. Wilson looked at me softly. And we had entered the room. Line: Monsieur finishes with what I came to do me and give me money as it was concluded. Wilson had approached and started kissing me. Suddenly he was arrested and told me. Wilson: What do you want to do with this sum of money? I begged him crying. Line: I. . . My little sister has a serious illness I want this money for his operation. Please sir I really need it. f**k me and give me this money it's urgent. Wilson: hum. You are a good girl. I will do it, but I will give you the double. I had slept with Wilson and that day I lost my virginity. He had given me five million. When I walked already he had reminded me and gave me his phone number but I did not know why he had done that. Wilson: (thinking) Hum this girl has good area. She suffers I will help him and I see that I like it. In addition she was still virgin it was so sweet I ever felt so she made me vibrate and so it's as if I connected her. I can make her my wife. (He returns from his thoughts) .Tiens Mademoiselle takes my number in case you will still need help. I took the Wilson number so much I was ashamed. I was running running. I was back home I took my sister and brought him to the hospital. . . . . . A month later Nylla was already standing I was so happy to see her again market. But two weeks later I had fallen seriously ill. I had used the rest of money to pay for my little sister and paid for my medications. But, a week later my illness had started again I had more money I did not know what to do. The misery was restored, more I had fed Nylla. However, I remembered Wilson. I took his number and I called it. Line: Hello! Wilson: Yes Hello! Who do I have the honor? Line: It's me sir. Wilson: Ok I recognize your voice my beautiful. Line: (astonished) Sir I. . . I had cut off her because I thought if I ask her to help again he will still want to sleep with me. Two minutes earlier Wilson had called me again by insisting. And my little one told me: Nylla: big sister your phone rings why you do not want to answer go-there responds. At the moment I wanted the phone because I did not want to give the explanations to my sister I did not want her to know what was going on. Line: Hello sir to start I tell you thank you for the last time because you save my sister. Wilson: It's nothing you just had to fill your contract and had paid. Line: I wanted to tell you. . . Wilson: Go talk about it. I find your voice very weird there is what? Line: I'm seriously sick sir. And. . . I need your help. Wilson had told me to give him my address of the place I had given him. Two hours earlier he had come home he had worn me in his car and brought me to the hospital. The nurses suddenly cared for care. One hour earlier, I woke up from the hospital bed. Wilson was there. Wilson: Are you awake? I wanted to get up Wilson: Attention gently. He told me and helped me get up. Then I sat I asked him where my little sister was. Wilson: Your sister is out do you want me to call it? Line: No thanks. Let go. Wilson: Okay! How are you? Line: It's better. Just that I still feel a little pain thank you again. Wilson: I beg you. Have you hungry I bought you to eat. I answered yes and then he gave me food. I could not feed me. He had taken the spoon and said. Wilson: You allow me? Line: Yes. He had fed me. By wanting to take water to drink, we had done together at the same time. Then our looks crossed. We had made a minute we looked at Wilson looked at me gently I started suspect that he loved me. I asked him the question: Line: Are you still going to ask me to sleep with you? He stared at me straight in my eyes with a sweet look without answering me. * * *