All Chapters of TERMS OF AFFECTION: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81 ANNIKA I sat in my car as I read Isaiah’s message again.ISAIAH: I’ll have dinner with Sophie and Mirabel, Sophie insisted. Text me when you get home. I sighed, tossing the phone at the empty seat next to me as I drove home. I tried not to think about Isaiah and Mirabel having dinner together. Even though I tried not to think about it, my head placed the image in my head. Sophie is sitting with her mum on her left and her dad on her right, having dinner together. A beautiful evening with a complete family. I felt a tug in my belly, I hated it. But then again, I was the one who advised her to try to mend her relationship with Isaiah. I didn’t expect her to take my advice seriously. Buzz! My phone vibrated in my bag. Fortunately, the traffic turned red and I brought my car to a halt. I reached for my phone while trying to keep my eyes on the traffic light in case it turned green. It was a message from Chloe. Chloe: Hey, what am I seeing roaming over the internet? Huh

Chapter 83 ISAIAH “Sir, the office is filled with reporters outside. Everyone is trying to hear what you have to say. The PR team got a request from entertainment companies demanding interviews. They have also stormed some of our hotels, trying to get any staff member to give an interview. We have to do something. I think it’s best if you come out and confirm the relationship so the staff can resume their daily activities and our guests continue to enjoy their stay.” The director of the marketing team muttered. I sat in my chair, hands clasped together as my mind played back to the news that suddenly popped up on my screen while heading to my room last night. Mirabel basically confirmed our relationship. She made it sound like she and I are actually together. I called her the moment I saw her on my screen. “Take back everything you said,” I grunted, phone to my cheeks, storming to my room. “What?” She feigned ignorance. “We are not getting back together, Mirabel. Go back and te

Chapter 85 ANNIKA WARNING! This chapter contains manipulative scenes, stalking, cyberbullying, hurtful words, and a traumatizing experience. Read with caution. “Jake, I’m home!” I called out to my boyfriend, tossing my bag on the chair before I threw myself on it, letting out a deep sigh of relief. Working with Mr Volkov is fruitful but stressful. It’s 8pm and I am just returning to the house. I saw the living room light on which means my boyfriend, Jake, is already back from work. Jake and I had been together for a year and two months. He is sweet and a little possessive but he is a good guy. I do feel like I have been neglecting him recently but that’s mostly because I suddenly acknowledged my boss’s three-year-old daughter. She is so small, cute, and fragile, leaving my cold and ruthless boss helpless and confused. I had raised my siblings with my mum after my Dad died so I knew how to handle a toddler to an extent and I have been helping him with his daughter. I explained to

Chapter 87 ANNIKA WARNING! This chapter contains sexual harrassment, rape, and domestic violence. Read with caution. With my head banging and throbbing, I felt Jake’s hands over my body. He kept talking but I could barely hear a word. All I could hear was the ringing sound that spread through. My vision was blurry, from the blood that flowed down my head and from the effect of the injury. I want to run. I want to escape this man. But I am too out of it to move. I don’t want him to touch me like that. I don’t want him to but I can’t move. Someone, please help me. I remembered crying as I slowly regained myself. The sounds were coming back, my vision was clearing but that only made my reality dreadful. I could hear the horrible words that came from Jake’s mouth and I could see him yanking the robe off my body, spreading me naked before him while he pinned me to the floor. No! No! I tried to move and that was when I realized that my head hurt and I wouldn’t move. It wasn't the ef

Chapter 89 ANNIKA The last place I wanted to be was a prison cell, the worst kind. I heard from Mabel, because she heard from her husband that Isaiah and Jerald had pulled some strings to make sure Jake ended up in a horrible cell where he was going to be sexually molested by guys and they would make sure he begged for death and make sure he stayed alive. I thought Mabel was overreacting but now that I am standing outside the prison’s gate, I can already smell the horrifying things that happened in there. I know, this is not the place I should be. I should be at the police station or I should reach out to Jerald or something. The truth is, I thought about it. I don’t want to be that helpless girl who was tied to her bed and dealt with. I want to make my own move. But by the time I was back to my senses after my nervous breakdown, the messages were gone. Whoever I was dealing with was smart. The only person who ever tormented me like that was Jake and I know he is in prison but, we