The Son-in-law they never wanted

Last straw

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I kept the tiara on my dressing table and went through the pictures we took together. The pictures were really cute, I don't understand why things are a little complicated.

I sighed tiredly and went to Simon's room.

I took the clean bedsheet he claimed needs cleaning and made to leave when I saw him enter and lock the door behind him.

My heart rate picked as I stared at him "I see my cousin is really into you." He circled around me.

I stood still, afraid to move. "I'm going to tell Donald, I'll tell him"

His eyes turned dark and gleamed wickedly. "Who would he believe? His maid who's stranger or his uncle by blood?

I hadn't thought of it that way, he's right. Donald wouldn't believe me.

I made a dash for the door and opened it quickly, making my escape.

I can't stand another minute in the room, I was suffocating.

One week and fifteen rapes after,

I sneaked out of my room and visited a club for the first time in my life under the disguise of a thug.