The whole world was upside down or maybe just the room Grey suit here panties there the sound of the bed creaking even though it had no reason to I moaned with gusto but caring it was my husband paternal home I was gone beyond caring at this point One deep push into my core made me groan out “Daddy” his voice came out slow and nocturnal “say it again” I was about to when the door flew open and my husband stood there I could care less. My heart paused maybe out of fear or anticipation of what he would do but he just turned around and left. I sneered this was just the beginning, of the things he would face another thrust into me made me momentarily pause my thoughts and I moaned till was breathless. It took another hour and we were done, he didn’t even take a second look at me the words were spat out as if I was a mere street girl“Get dressed, we need to make appearances downstairs” I grabbed my panties a bit hurt at the tone but not hurt enough to care , I rushed into the bathroom; looking at the figure in the mirror Yes the good little girl was gone Ella MossShe had been the good girl since forever. The perfect daughter, the dutiful sister, the loyal wife. She had sacrificed everything for her family, putting their needs before hers, their dreams before hers. She had worked tirelessly, slaving away for the Moss family's company, only to be met with disappointment and betrayal.She thought marrying her high school crush, Alex, would be the one thing that made her happy. She thought he loved her, thought they had a future together. But it turns out, he was just playing her. Cheating on her with her own sister, of all people. The humiliation still burned.She went home, seeking comfort from her parents, but they were just as cold as the rest of them. They didn't care about her feelings, didn't care about the pain they'd caused. All they cared about was maintaining the family image. And that's when they dropped the bombshell: she wasn't their real daughter. She was just an adopted child, a glorified servant to their whims.The company she'd been managing? Not hers. Never was. It belonged to her "sister", the one who'd been sleeping with her husband. And the father, the man she thought was like a father to her, he had no intention of making her CEO. She was just a placeholder, a temporary solution until his real daughter was ready to take over.She was left with nothing. No family, no name, no identity. Just a hollow shell of a person, bitter and angry. She didn't even have a surname, not officially, since her birth was never registered. She was a ghost, invisible to the world.So she did what any self-respecting woman would do: she got drunk. She went to a club, drowning her sorrows in cheap champagne and louder music. And that's when she saw him. Tall, dark, and handsome, with eyes that seemed to suck the light out of the room. He was like a storm cloud, radiating danger and mystery. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he approached her, his gaze locking onto hers like a predator sensing prey.He sat down without even bothering to ask if he could, his eyes never leaving hers as he began to spell out her life like he'd been watching her for years. "Ella Moss, 25, adopted daughter of the wealthy Moss family. Worked tirelessly for their company, only to be betrayed by those closest to her." His voice was low, smooth, and unnerving.She felt a shiver run down her spine as he continued, "Husband cheated with your sister, parents disowned you, and you’re left with nothing. No name, no identity, no future." He leaned in, his gaze piercing. "But you want revenge, and I can give it to you."The terms were simple: help him get revenge on those who'd wronged him, build a life She signed the contract with a flourish, the pen scratching across the paper like a knife cutting through her past. The terms were simple: help him get revenge on those who'd wronged him, build a life from scratch, and possibly trace her roots back – all in exchange for his support and resources. And then there was the clause that made her pause, the one that made her think twice about what she was getting into.He needed a child, and he needed access to her body to make it happen. No love, no emotions, just a business arrangement. She thought about Alex, about how she'd given herself to him, thinking it was love, thinking it mattered. But it didn't. Not to him, not to anyone.She looked up at the man standing across from her, his eyes piercing, his expression unreadable. What was it about her that made him want a child with her? Did it matter? She signed, her hand steady, her heart numb."It's done," she said, handing him the contract.He took it, his fingers brushing against hers, sending a spark of electricity through her body. "It's just the beginning," he said, his voice low, his eyes glinting with something she couldn't quite place.And with that, she followed him out of the dimly lit bar, into a new life, one that was uncertain, but was hers to claim.
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