My Primroses, The Billionaire's Twins
prosper Samuel · Ongoing · 78.7k Words
Introduction
Richard Leo, a billionaire, had a fleeting encounter with Leah during a drunken night, unaware of her identity but haunted by her memory. Seven years later, he encounters twin boys bearing a striking resemblance to him, complete with his family’s birthmark. Determined to find their mother, he exclaims, "Take me to your mother, this instant!"
Join me as we unravel Leah's journey from misfortune to redemption, and witness the unfolding drama and romance.
Chapter 1
CHAPTER 1
THE UNFORGETTABLE NIGHT
During the most vibrant season in Los Angeles, when the weather was warm and the air was filled with the scent of blooming flowers, and known for its vibrancy, full of life and well structured landscape, Leah’s life took a dark, tumultuous and devastating turn. What should have been a day of beauty and serenity became a day of misfortune and despair.
Leah, the illegitimate daughter of the Orberts family, was a vision of grace and beauty. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a silken veil, her fair and supple skin glowed in the sunlight, and her curvy figure drew the admiring glances of many men.
Her brown eyes were deep and expressive, her succulent lips adding to her innocent allure.
On this bright and sunny day, the sun’s rays pierced through the curtains of an unfamiliar room, shining brightly and directly onto her face, making her squint in discomfort.
As she slowly regained her consciousness, she felt an inexplicable numbness in her lower limbs and a tingling sensation between her legs.
Her entire body felt weak, a profound weariness that seemed to seep from her soul.
Far from the comfort of her home…..
“What happened to me?” she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. She gently opened her eyes, her vision blurry and her face looking pale.
She saw white curtains fluttering near the windows with a faint glimpse of the outside world.
An illuminated mirror reflected the sunlight, casting its harsh beams that made her wince.
Leah struggled to sit up, her movements slow and unsteady. She glanced around the room, trying to make sense of her surroundings.
It was a spacious hotel room, painted yellow, tastefully furnished, and decorated with beautiful wallpapers and modern furniture. Yet, the air was heavy with the scent of perfume mingled with a stronger, more unsettling odor that made her feel nauseous.
Her head throbbed as she tried to piece together her memories. The last thing she recalled was drinking a glass of juice her husband had handed her. Her step sister had come visiting, but everything after that was blank.
“How did I end up here? Why am I in pain? Leah murmured, her voice trembling.
She hadn’t realized she was naked until she pulled back the duvet.
The white bedsheets were stained with wet, red marks creating a map-like pattern.
“Where is my dress? Why am I lying here naked? She wondered aloud. There was only one explanation; she had been violated. Her virginity, the only thing she held onto, was gone.
“Who did this to me?” she cried, checking herself over and over, her hands trembling. The bedding was soaked in blood and squirts, evidence of the night’s horror. Her white flowery gown lay nearby, also stained with blood.
Leah was overwhelmed with confusion and despair. She had lost her purity to an unknown assailant.
“Such boldness indeed! The effrontery! She scoffed, her voice filled with pain.
Slowly, she stood up and walked to the standing mirror in the corner of the room.
“I am ruined”. She whispered, tears streaming down her face.
“What will I tell my husband? Could it have been him?
“But he hasn’t touched me in over a year. Why now?” she questioned, noticing love bites and marks all over her body.
“He must have been rough on me. I can’t even walk properly without shaking.
She squatted down, running her hands through her hair, which was messier than ever. A chunk of her hair seemed to have been pulled out. “I never consented to this. I never consented” she repeated, her voice breaking.
Desperation drove her to the restroom.
She hoped to find her assailant, but the room was completely empty. She stepped into the bathtub and turned on the shower, trying to wash away the scent of the man who had violated her.
An hour and half later, she emerged from the bathroom, feeling sick, cold and violated. She sat at the corner of the bed, biting her fingernails in an attempt to calm her nerves.
By the time she gathered her strength, it was evening, around 6:00 pm. The room was now shrouded in darkness.
Realizing she had no choice but to leave, Leah picked up her stained dress and put it on, unaware of the blood marking her back. She dashed out of the hotel, tears streaming down her face.
She walked through a lonely road, the flickering street lights casting eerie shadows. She heard the distant sounds of the car horns. A sign that she was nearing a more populated area. But then, she stumbled into a strange street filled with young men, a place that felt alien and hostile.
They laughed and mocked her.
“ Seems you’re raining red from your pu**y, mamacita,” one of them, taylor, jeered.
“Nah, she must have had a good f**k last night and got left behind. Just look at her”, Jones added, laughing.
Leah's heart pounded with fear and anger. She felt tears of humiliation sting her eyes.
“Did he at least tip you for being pure? You wanted to taste how sweet it is, right? Crazy bitch, she is definitely a newly assigned whore in the clubs. I might as well tip you for a good round at a good price. If you spend some time with me, I'll be your second.” Andrew taunted, grabbing her by her waist.
“A nice title for me” he whispered in her ears, his breath hot and vile.
Leah couldn't hold back her fury. She slapped Andrew hard across his face. “f**k! He exclaimed, clutching his cheeks, his mouth agape in shock.
Andrew, notorious for his intimidation and ruthless behavior, did not tolerate disrespect. He ordered his men to drag Leah to his room in an abandoned building nearby.
Leah was taken to a filthy room, the wallpaper peeling, the air thick with dust. She was stripped naked and tied to the bed, her terror mounting.
Andrew sauntered in, a sinister smile on his face. He licked his lips and approached her, inhaling her scent.
“You smell so nice” he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. “And you have the body any man would want.”
Leah spat on his face, “Get away from me, you disgusting brute!
Andrew slapped her again, harder this time. “You are trying my patience, bitch,” he growled. He opened her mouth and spat into it, choking her until she swallowed. “No one disrespects me”
Leah's heart raced with a mix of fear and defiance. She knew she had to endure this nightmare, but she also knew that she would fight with every ounce of her being to survive through the pains and violations.
Although Leah's nightmare is far from being over!
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