REPOST STORY!! Elena is a 23 years old girl, lives with her poor Aunt and don't have any education. She's a street dancer and singer. She dances and sings to make end meets. Unexpectedly, life throws her into the Royal palace of Peoria, a small British country. She's torn between two princes, one loves her dearly and the other just wants to use her. The night after her wedding with her prince charming they had a passionate night, but she's rapped few days after. What will she do when she's accused of committing adultery? What will she do when she becomes pre.gnant and can't decide who her child's father is? Prince Harry, crown prince of Peoria. He's 26 years old and has been in a long battle with his step brother for the throne. His step brother always find ways to kill him, but Prince Harry has been lucky, always escaping from his step brother's traps. But What will he do when he finds out that his brother rapped his wife? What will he do when his brother kills the queen mother just to set him up??
? Elena's POV ?
"Aunt, I'm off now" I shouted from our small living
room.
I hear aunt's footsteps rushing towards me.
"Don't go without my blessings" aunt said.
I smile and bent to her level and she ksses my cheek.
She does that a lot every time I want to go out,
something about her passing good luck unto me.
"May you find a kind-hearted, rich and handsome
husband soon, may you.... "
I cut her off with my laughter, she stops and glare at
me.
" Aunt, I still have a lot of time. I don't want to think
about that now" I told her.
She rolls her eyes, and smacked me on my back.
" Don't jinx yourself. You know how much I want to
see you happy, and besides I want you to get married
soon and give me lots of grandkids"
Hmm. Ok, that's literally her greatest wish, ever.
But I really wonder who on earth would want to marry
me, I'm not educated and ugly.
Though I can read a little, but I don't know anything
about class. I'm not classic at all.
"Elena, are you listening to me?" Aunt's question
pulled me back to reality.
I nod rapidly and show her my brightest smile.
"Yes, aunt. I'm listening"
"Then why aren't you answering Amen?" She asked
eyeing me.
"I did" I replied.
Aunt scoffed and sits on the only sofa we have in our
house.
"I didn't hear you" she sulks.
I sigh. "Amen!" I said.
You see, my aunt is a childless widow. Her husband
died of cancer 15years ago.
So when my parents died in an accident, she took me
in and care for me like a real mother. Though she's
poor, she always try to make me happy.
I begin to massage her shoulder gently.
"Don't worry, aunt. I'll bring a very rich, strong and
handsome gentlemen home with me one of these
days" I told her what she wants to hear.
She smiles instantly.
" Good! So... "
" I'm off now" I told her as I run out before she'll start
with her lectures.
"This girl" I hear her muttered as I run out.
*******
I feel the December breeze blowing through my face
as I jump and sing happily. I greet some of the elderly
people I pass by.
I'm currently on my way to a birthday party, actually a
kid's birthday party.
I was hired to sing some kiddies songs.
I arrive at the place in no time. I press the doorbell
and waited for someone to come out.
The door open and a middle aged woman step out,
she's wearing a white and black uniform, so I guess
she's the nanny here.
"Good afternoon, ma'am" I greet her.
"Afternoon, my dear. Are you looking for someone?"
She asked me.
" I'm the singer that was hired to perform here" I told
her.
" Oh, I see. Please hold on a second, let me confirm"
I nod and she rushed back inside. After waiting for a
few minutes, she comes out with a lady and a little
boy.
The boy's dressed in fancy clothes and a balloon in
his hand, I knew instantly that he's the birthday boy.
"Ma'am, this is the girl" the nanny said.
The lady smile at me warmly, she has this welcoming
aura around her.
"Dear, you were a bit late, our boy couldn't wait that
long, so we hired someone else" she said.
My shoulders sway down.
" What about I perform after her?" I asked.
Then the little boy step forward and pushed me back.
" No! I don't want you to sing at my party, you're dirty"
he said.
" Zion, don't say that" his mother scolds him. "Now
apologize to her"
The boy just scoffed and marched inside.
What a spoilt brat he is, I thought he'd be respectful
as he's cute. But I guess wrong.
The mother turned to me with a nervous smile.
"Please excuse my boy's manner, I really do
apologize"
I wave her off with a small smile.
" It's no problem at all. He's still a kid after all" I said.
She nods.
" Thanks for understanding" she said.
"So, I'm gonna go" I told her.
"Ok, untill next time"
I just smiled and walk down the street.
*******
I reach a cross road. This is one of the busiest roads
in our country, I myself get scared most times when I
want to cross.
The place where I do my singing and dancing is right
across this road, so no matter how scared I am, I
must cross the road. Just when I'm about to cross, I
see an old woman.
She's finding it hard to cross. I walk over to her and
take her hand.
"Good afternoon, granny"
"Good afternoon, my dear" she replied.
I look at her clothes, she doesn't seem like a poor
woman. She's wear expensive clothes and jewelries. I
smile, I wish my aunt can dress like this one day.
"Granny, do you wanna cross to the other side?" I
asked her.
" Yes, can you help me?"
" Sure" I answered.
I watched the road, when I noticed it isn't as rushed
as before. I pull the woman with me gently untill we're
at the other side safely.
"Thanks my dear" she thanked me.
"Don't thank me, granny. It's something I have to do" I
said.
She smiles and pat me on my back gently.
Just then, a Lamborghini stops in front of us. The
driver step out and open the door.
I stare at the car with my mouth wide open. How rich
is this old woman exactly?
"My dear,my ride is here, I hope to see you next time"
she said to me.
"If it's meant to be" I replied.
Then she entered the car. Just when the car was
about to drive away, I saw her purse on the ground.
I pick it up and rushed to the old woman. I tap the
window and she winds down.
"What is it, dear?"
I raised the purse.
"Your purse fell down" I said.
"Oh, thanks. You are a good girl, may God bless you"
she said and the driver drives off.
I sigh and walk to my spot. Then I start my singing
and dancing.
Soon people gather round, some clapping theirs
hands, some singing along with me, some cheering
my name and some just watching.
After I finish my performance, they begin to put money
in my cap, which I put on the ground in front of me.
After they are gone, I bend down and pick my cap.
I stand up and just when I turn back to go sit on a
small bench at the corner, I collide with someone and
we both fell down.
Actually I fell on top of him, I close my eyes as I was
falling.
When I open my eyes, I couldn't help the smile that
spread on my face.
This creature I fell on is beyond handsome, a Greek
god cannot compare to him. His gray eyes stare into
mine, his pink kissable lips quirk in a smile.
Before I could stop myself, my hand reach out and
caresses his cheek. It's so smooth.
"Miss, are you ok?" He asked.
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Chapter 1?
? Elena's POV ?
"Aunt, I'm off now" I shouted from our small living
room.
I hear aunt's footsteps rushing towards me.
"Don't go without my blessings" aunt said.
I smile and bent to her level and she ksses my cheek.
She does that a lot every time I want to go out,
something about her passing good luck unto me.
"May you find a kind-hearted, rich and handsome
husband soon, may you.... "
I cut her off with my laughter, she stops and glare at
me.
" Aunt, I still have a lot of time. I don't want to think
about that now" I told her.
She rolls her eyes, and smacked me on my back.
" Don't jinx yourself. You know how much I want to
see you happy, and besides I want you to get married
soon and give me lots of grandkids"
Hmm. Ok, that's literally her greatest wish, ever.
But I really wonder who on earth would want to marry
me, I'm not educated and ugly.
Though I can read a little, but I don't know anything
about class. I'm not classic at all.
"Elena, are you listening to me?" Aunt's question
pulled me back to reality.
I nod rapidly and show her my brightest smile.
"Yes, aunt. I'm listening"
"Then why aren't you answering Amen?" She asked
eyeing me.
"I did" I replied.
Aunt scoffed and sits on the only sofa we have in our
house.
"I didn't hear you" she sulks.
I sigh. "Amen!" I said.
You see, my aunt is a childless widow. Her husband
died of cancer 15years ago.
So when my parents died in an accident, she took me
in and care for me like a real mother. Though she's
poor, she always try to make me happy.
I begin to massage her shoulder gently.
"Don't worry, aunt. I'll bring a very rich, strong and
handsome gentlemen home with me one of these
days" I told her what she wants to hear.
She smiles instantly.
" Good! So... "
" I'm off now" I told her as I run out before she'll start
with her lectures.
"This girl" I hear her muttered as I run out.
*******
I feel the December breeze blowing through my face
as I jump and sing happily. I greet some of the elderly
people I pass by.
I'm currently on my way to a birthday party, actually a
kid's birthday party.
I was hired to sing some kiddies songs.
I arrive at the place in no time. I press the doorbell
and waited for someone to come out.
The door open and a middle aged woman step out,
she's wearing a white and black uniform, so I guess
she's the nanny here.
"Good afternoon, ma'am" I greet her.
"Afternoon, my dear. Are you looking for someone?"
She asked me.
" I'm the singer that was hired to perform here" I told
her.
" Oh, I see. Please hold on a second, let me confirm"
I nod and she rushed back inside. After waiting for a
few minutes, she comes out with a lady and a little
boy.
The boy's dressed in fancy clothes and a balloon in
his hand, I knew instantly that he's the birthday boy.
"Ma'am, this is the girl" the nanny said.
The lady smile at me warmly, she has this welcoming
aura around her.
"Dear, you were a bit late, our boy couldn't wait that
long, so we hired someone else" she said.
My shoulders sway down.
" What about I perform after her?" I asked.
Then the little boy step forward and pushed me back.
" No! I don't want you to sing at my party, you're dirty"
he said.
" Zion, don't say that" his mother scolds him. "Now
apologize to her"
The boy just scoffed and marched inside.
What a spoilt brat he is, I thought he'd be respectful
as he's cute. But I guess wrong.
The mother turned to me with a nervous smile.
"Please excuse my boy's manner, I really do
apologize"
I wave her off with a small smile.
" It's no problem at all. He's still a kid after all" I said.
She nods.
" Thanks for understanding" she said.
"So, I'm gonna go" I told her.
"Ok, untill next time"
I just smiled and walk down the street.
*******
I reach a cross road. This is one of the busiest roads
in our country, I myself get scared most times when I
want to cross.
The place where I do my singing and dancing is right
across this road, so no matter how scared I am, I
must cross the road. Just when I'm about to cross, I
see an old woman.
She's finding it hard to cross. I walk over to her and
take her hand.
"Good afternoon, granny"
"Good afternoon, my dear" she replied.
I look at her clothes, she doesn't seem like a poor
woman. She's wear expensive clothes and jewelries. I
smile, I wish my aunt can dress like this one day.
"Granny, do you wanna cross to the other side?" I
asked her.
" Yes, can you help me?"
" Sure" I answered.
I watched the road, when I noticed it isn't as rushed
as before. I pull the woman with me gently untill we're
at the other side safely.
"Thanks my dear" she thanked me.
"Don't thank me, granny. It's something I have to do" I
said.
She smiles and pat me on my back gently.
Just then, a Lamborghini stops in front of us. The
driver step out and open the door.
I stare at the car with my mouth wide open. How rich
is this old woman exactly?
"My dear,my ride is here, I hope to see you next time"
she said to me.
"If it's meant to be" I replied.
Then she entered the car. Just when the car was
about to drive away, I saw her purse on the ground.
I pick it up and rushed to the old woman. I tap the
window and she winds down.
"What is it, dear?"
I raised the purse.
"Your purse fell down" I said.
"Oh, thanks. You are a good girl, may God bless you"
she said and the driver drives off.
I sigh and walk to my spot. Then I start my singing
and dancing.
Soon people gather round, some clapping theirs
hands, some singing along with me, some cheering
my name and some just watching.
After I finish my performance, they begin to put money
in my cap, which I put on the ground in front of me.
After they are gone, I bend down and pick my cap.
I stand up and just when I turn back to go sit on a
small bench at the corner, I collide with someone and
we both fell down.
Actually I fell on top of him, I close my eyes as I was
falling.
When I open my eyes, I couldn't help the smile that
spread on my face.
This creature I fell on is beyond handsome, a Greek
god cannot compare to him. His gray eyes stare into
mine, his pink kissable lips quirk in a smile.
Before I could stop myself, my hand reach out and
caresses his cheek. It's so smooth.
"Miss, are you ok?" He asked.
Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.