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The Bad Boy's Promise

“You said you would leave me alone!” She snarled into his direction. “What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?” “Pleasuring you.” He cooed before raising his shiny fingers, “Look how you coat me. How wet you are, Leah.” She stared at the glistening fingers in the moonlight. Gulping at the sight of them, she sighed wearily before turning her eyes to him, “Lea-Ahh..” she moaned as he plunged his fingers inside, one by one, leisurely with no hurry, making her her legs quiver. “God..” “God?” He whispered against her ear, “No god, sweetness. Just me.” . ****** It was a dream to live like Leah Adams. And it was something she wished for once every day when she looked at her classmate. It was just a wish, a little thought she had. Until it came true, quite literally. The opportunity was thrown in her lap by no one other than Leah’s Adams father. She had to behave like his daughter, study like his daughter and rule a school like his daughter would. But with her broken mind and spirit, it was easily said and done especially when she had no home to go back to. The home that was burned forever. ***** Dark romance. You have been warned.

Inara_Me · Urban
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324 Chs

The betrayal - I

Emily was the last one to leave the room. She did not look away from her daughter even after the doctors left and Leah fell asleep. 

Her husband and her eldest son had left. But she could not look away from her daughter who had faced A substantial amount of trauma that had been buried underneath that smile and shy giggles.

Emily placed her fingers over her lips to muffle the cry. How could she not see past that? Of course, the trauma was going to be there. It was stupid to assume that every thing was going to be as it was before. 

She got up from the chair attached to the study table before reaching the bed and settling beside her daughter. She reached over and touched her cheek. 

"I am so sorry, baby." She sniffed, "so sorry." 

She should have arranged for a therapist the day Leah woke up in the hospital itself. She had delayed it and the inevitable had happened. The anxiety attack was just the beginning. 

"Mom?"