All Chapters of The contract that freed her : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stared at the contract on the table with a grin on my face. My father’s cold and emotionless words hit me like a truck again and again. Honestly, I did not know why I still hoped he would change his mind and look at me like a daughter rather than a backup plan he kept in his back pocket. One he only used when it benefitted him. The good things were never mine, but the bad — I had grown up to long and embraced it like a second skin. Sign it. Your sister cannot marry Luciano Demilia. Of course she could not. His sweet little daughter could not even stand a mosquito bite; how would she survive marrying a man who loved to kill and torture like a beast who had no humanity? I was different. In their eyes, I was no different from Luciano. In their eyes, I had lost all my humanity four years ago when I split a man’s throat open when he tried to rape me. For the past four years they had never forgotten to mention it, repeating it like I deserved to be raped. “Why should I be the one to

The money arrived that afternoon, and before I knew what the next step was, I was sitting in a car with my mother on my way to try on the wedding dress.The car ride was silent. None of us wanted to speak with the other. If I hated my father because of his biased love toward Melinda, I could not stand my mother. Every time the two of us were in the same room, a fight would break out. It could be because of the way I looked at something, the way I talked, the way I walked, or in some cases the way I breathed. That summed up our whole relationship.A relationship built upon hateful words and lost hope.The younger me had shed so many tears — hoping that the woman who had birthed her would take one look at her — but the love she longed for never came, and I had long learned to move on and love myself rather than wait for the pathetic drop of love they had to offer. They had exhausted all their love on Melinda and wanted me to accept the disgusting drop that remained. What did they take m

The wedding day arrived sooner than I wanted it to. During these last couple of days, I had done nothing but play with Marta and Will’s son, Lucas. We went to the playground, the ice cream shop, and to bookshops.Books were something I had loved since the day I could read. I read to escape the fate I had been thrown into, and I read to escape the loveless world my parents had created around me. I had no friends and no one to share my problems with. Books were the easiest escape I could find, and I have kept them with me since.Lucas was also a fan of reading. Maybe I had influenced him too much, but as long as his parents did not mind, neither did I. I wanted Lucas to have the best this world had to offer. Even though he was not my child, I had been with him since the day he was born. I had been there when Marta and Will got married, and I had been there when he came into this world. Actually, I was the first person to hold him and name him Lucas.Marta and Will had given me Lucas so

When I recovered from my deep thoughts, the two of them stood in front of me with a smile on their lips and a glass of white wine in their hands. They looked like the perfect pair of father and daughter. A loving family that was what they were. "Mr. Demilia, I wish you and my daughter a happy marriage" my father said as he raised his glass waiting for Luciano to do the same thing. But the gesture remained unanswered as Luciano stared at him, not answering to the words he had uttered. It was as if he was staring at an insignificant ant talking to him. I could not help but to supress a laught that almost escaped from my mouth. My father indeed was an ant in front of Luciano. The thought alone was hilarious. Melinda stared at me with a naive innocence as her grip around my fathers arm tightened. The naive innocence on her face did not match the faint hatred that flickered by in her eyes every single time she looked at me. She could not hide her hatred towards me and neither could I.

Human beings could never be trusted, that was a fact I have always reminded myself rather harshly yet my own expectasions of how cruel and ruthless they could be never failed to shock me.The same man who had once told me he loved me more then anything was now standing in front of me, spelling the darkest secrets of my life, he was not remourseful or sad rather he was using my secrets, my vulnerability to get what he wanted. If this had been the old me, the pain would have cracked me, it would have led me down a path of darkness and depression. He had done it to me once-when he had locked me in that dark room after the rape incident, he had crossed my spirit, my righ to defend myself and my fellings for him. I still did not understand Why this came as a shock, he had always been like this, if he saw an opportunity to get something ,he would get it, for men like Adrian the win was bigger then the sacrifice. He would sacrifice everything if it meant he would win in the end. " Oh, Is