I was deep in sleep when the door squeaked, of course, it was mom. I waited for her to remove the quilt covering my ass and start yelling at me but that wasn coming. Was I dreaming? I subconsciously opened my eye lids only to see a tall figure leaning against the door. My sight was still blurry so I rubbed my eyes fully open and I almost freaked out when I saw a handsome tall guy smiling sheepishly or so I thought.

Jeez! Is he an Alpha perhaps? Why would someone look this drop dead gorgeous early this morning? ” I muttered under my breath.

Without a shirt on, I could see his torn flesh, clear-cut and precise body features. The way his six-pack abs aligned on his firm and fine torso made my knees ache. His khaki shorts was literally below his pelvic bone and I wondered how his prized possession looked like. For sure I wasn dreaming at all.

I peered at him intently and boom! I felt my breath hitching, my cheeks heating up and my ears blazing. His facial features were quite appealing, a perfect jawline and no rough stubble. I could tell that he was in his early twenties.

Before I could find my mouth to speak, someone stood behind him. I could feel her burning gaze and maybe discontent written all over her face. She always saw me as a competition when I actually didn know what was happening. For a second, I thought shed skin me alive but she couldn dare hurt me in her visitors presence. All her estranged men never knew the pain she inflicted on me when they did extend a warm gesture in her presence. Shed beat me afterwards demanding me to stay away from her men.

A cold aura filled the room and so I decided to get up from bed to avoid baseless accusations from my so called mother. I didn think she deserved that tittle but what choice did I have. After Dad left us for his mistress, my mother drowned her misery in alcohol and men. It was the only way shed feel enough for all the men who wanted to warm her bed, some for money because she had lots of it and some for pure pleasure. She was still in her early forties, still beautiful enough to get a man in her bosom, something Dad couldn appreciate. Sometimes I questioned myself why the heck a grown up man would choose a mere call girl over his own family. We had something beautiful, Mom and Dad loved each other and I was happy for them. I didn know why he suddenly left, without goodbye.

After that, series of misfortunes followed. That was the aftermath of my fathers affair with another woman. My mother became a drunken stupor and so insensitive towards me. I was still a minor and I didn deserve any of her drama and so I wished Id leave home, but go where? We were rich, living in the most exquisite Des Res but that wasn it. After Dad packed and left, mom stopped giving me my daily allowances depriving me of my rights.

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