Tricky Fate: In Love With My Bully

Tricky Fate: In Love With My Bully

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Florence Shane is a twenty-two year old girl who has lived most of her life in fear and hurt. She's born to a father who treats her like she's the worst thing to have happened to him. Mr. Shane is this way because he was forced to marry Florence's mother, having impregnated her out of wedlock. More unfortunately for her, there's a stepmother who despises her and a half-sister who doesn't treat her any better. Because of her father's indiscretion, Florence dedicates her life to proving herself worthy of his love, that is until the ruthless billionaire whom many fear comes into

Tricky Fate: In Love With My Bully Chapter 1 The Nightmare

FLORENCE

The rain splattered on the sidewalk, licking up the roads and a bolt of lightning flashed briefly from the dark-night sky, shielding everywhere with light for a moment only for the darkness to return. I snuggled closer into my pillow, but the sound of the rain beating down on the old tin roof wouldn't let me sleep and I turned to the other side of the tiny bed, muttering something unintelligible. Jeezz. Goddamn nature wouldn't let me catch a breath.

I'd exhausted myself the whole day cleaning up the house and doing whatever requests my stepmom and my half-sister tossed at me and this was the time I had to myself before I had to be up by three a.m. the following morning for another round of chores. It was a fucking sickening routine, but it was my life, and there was absolutely nothing I could to change it. No one cared anyway.

Grunting, I stifled a yawn, getting out of bed to use the toilet just down the dimly-lit hallway when the sound of a door being slammed stopped me dead in my tracks. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but then, it was followed by the shuffling of feet and I could hear muffled screaming coming from downstairs. Fuck. My ears perked up and I reflexively darted out of line of sight, going on all fours to Jenny's room which was ajar.

Through the slivers of moon filtering through the dingy window, I could see that Jenny wasn't on the bed and neither was my stepmom. The blanket was in a puddle on the floor, and the room I'd arranged before now looked scattered like they had both abandoned it in a hurry. Something was seriously wrong. I froze in fear, my body shuddering as a deep clutter sound–like plates falling from a rack–carried to my ears.

I could no longer hear the rain, just the sound of my heart thudding against my ribcage. Gbim. Gbim. Gbim. Steady. As if my heart were a beating drum. Noiselessly making my way to the top of the stairs, I paused, pressing myself into the wall so I couldn't be seen. From where I stuck my head through, I could make out some men in all black, moving things around the sitting room like they owned the place, their movements cold and calculated as if they had planned this multiple times before–just another routine they had to deal with.

My stepmother and Jenny were on their knees by the side of the three-seater couch when one of the hefty-looking men made a move to lift it, their backs to me. I couldn't find my father anywhere. All of a sudden, this seemed like a movie I'd seen somewhere else–maybe a spell of dejavu–but seeing it play out in my own home was beyond frightening, and my pulse escalated in a matter of seconds. My teeth clattered together, and my body grew cold with sweat. What was going on? Who were these men and what did they want with my family?

My gaze roamed around the living quarters for any sign of my father and I finally found him by the side of the front door, his body lying so still on the floor I feared he was dead.

"Dad!" I called, without thinking, sobs choking my throat. The whole room went silent, and the men looked towards the curve of the stairs where I was taking cover, the movement of items paused for the meantime.

Immediately, my hand flew to my mouth, stifling my squeal, and I squeezed my eyes tight, praying inwardly that they wouldn't pay attention to me. Fuck. What if I'd made the situation worse by coming out? I should have remained in my room, taking shelter under the bed. But, wouldn't that be selfish of me?

What if these men–whoever they were–were working on orders and were asked to snuff out anything that stood in the way of their plans? I peeled my eyes open slowly, half-expecting the area to be clear and I was calculating my next move when icy hands grabbed me from behind, nails clawing deep into my flesh.

"Let me go. Please, let me go!" I kicked and screamed, but my pleas fell on deaf ears and they threw me next to where my stepmother was kneeling, the floor soaked with her tears. I went quiet as my step mother peered sideways at me, shooting me a glare that could kill in minutes if it weren't for the situation.

Jenny burst into tears just then, pleading with the men not to harm anyone, her ombré-coloured hair mopping the floor. In all my life, I'd never seen her so miserable–always the one dishing out orders for me to follow.

"Shut the hell up!" One of them thundered in a booming voice, and I jerked, the harshness of the voice sending instant shivers down my spine. It felt as if the world had come to a standstill, and it was just us in this room, left to our own fate. The men silently carried on with moving the rest of our properties, and from beside me, I could hear my stepmother sniffing her tears, muttering something under her breath. Probably a prayer.

Biting on my bottom lip, I wanted to put aside the dislike I felt for her and her daughter, Jenny, and tell her that everything was going to be okay. But, what good would that do? And besides, they hadn't liked me from the onset and would easily pass up a chance for me to be dead.

If it weren't for my father, I would have lost my cool a long time ago. I was only keeping it together because of him. It wasn't like my father was any better than they were, but he was the only living connection to my dead mother, and I had to prove myself worthy of his love.

"Please, we haven't done anything. Just let us go. Take whatever you want, but don't take him. Please. He's all I have," my stepmother cried, voice quivering. Her body convulsed as sobs racked through her core, but she was silenced by a heavy blow across her face. My father was carelessly heaved up from the floor like he weighed nothing more than a couple pounds of meat, and suddenly, my blood started to boil, seeing him so helpless and unable to protect himself.

I didn't hold back, splurging all the curses I knew on them until I exhausted myself. "Y'all are fucking dimwits, and have to be soulless monsters who have no regard whatsoever for a human being," I spat out in distaste.

"Oh well," the man screwed his face, threatening to let go of my father from the height he'd held him. "You can take that up with my boss."

What–

Someone challengingly stepped into the room–the air now thick with tension–black boots crunching on the floor and I sucked in a sharp breath, my gaze travelling upward from those sharp spikes underneath the boots to the grey overcoat and black pants showing off chiselled thighs.

They stopped at those striking blue eyes that seemed to reflect the depth of the ocean even from this distance and I swallowed, my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth.

"Now, what was it you were saying about having no regard for a human being?" The boss asked, his stare laced with venom. He looked down at me condescendingly, his ridiculously handsome face holding nothing but pure hatred for my existence.

"I'm.. really sorry," I found myself saying, my breath caught in my throat. But, the boss threw his face away like he couldn't stand the sight of me, barking out orders for my father to be put away for good.

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“Florence Shane is a twenty-two year old girl who has lived most of her life in fear and hurt. She's born to a father who treats her like she's the worst thing to have happened to him. Mr. Shane is this way because he was forced to marry Florence's mother, having impregnated her out of wedlock. More unfortunately for her, there's a stepmother who despises her and a half-sister who doesn't treat her any better. Because of her father's indiscretion, Florence dedicates her life to proving herself worthy of his love, that is until the ruthless billionaire whom many fear comes into”
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Chapter 1 The Nightmare

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Chapter 2 First betrayal

18/02/2024

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Chapter 3 New Territory

18/02/2024

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Chapter 4 Suppressed Emotions

18/02/2024

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Chapter 5 New Friends

18/02/2024

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Chapter 6 You are mine

18/02/2024

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Chapter 7 Jealousy and Pride

19/02/2024

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Chapter 8 Too early

19/02/2024

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Chapter 9 Meeting the aunty

19/02/2024

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Chapter 10 Little reunion

19/02/2024

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Chapter 11 Bonding with the Aunty

20/02/2024

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Chapter 12 Jealousy

20/02/2024

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Chapter 13 Son of a bitch

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Chapter 14 Hunger and anger

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Chapter 15 Sick

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Chapter 16 Caught in the act

20/02/2024

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Chapter 17 Tired

20/02/2024

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Chapter 18 Speaking of the devil

20/02/2024

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Chapter 19 Feelings, is that you

20/02/2024

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Chapter 20 Excuses

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Chapter 21 Fucking Florence!

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Chapter 22 Family dinner

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Chapter 23 A gift makes a day

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Chapter 24 I shouldn't have trusted you

21/02/2024

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Chapter 25 Accusations

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Chapter 26 Sharing feelings

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Chapter 27 Use and dump

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Chapter 28 Now what

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Chapter 29 Shame is you

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Chapter 30 Distraction

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Chapter 31 Game in check

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Chapter 32 At least someone cares

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Chapter 33 Bonding with the Aunty

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Chapter 34 Enough of the drama

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Chapter 35 Frustrated

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Chapter 36 Jealousy

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Chapter 37 Shit!

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Chapter 38 Self pity

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Chapter 39 Delusion

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Chapter 40 Affection

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