Forbidden Seductive Lullaby

MAGDALENA had fallen many times in her life, but this was her worst fall yet.

As she stared blankly at her husband's coffin, a sudden yank on her hair dragged her across the red carpet. Guests, housemaids, friends, and coworkers of her husband screamed as his mother violently pulled her out of the mansion.

"GET OUT, YOU WHORE! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO MOURN MY SON!"

Magdalena sobbed, trying to kneel despite the pain in her scalp and body from the attack. "P-Please let me grieve, please! I love your son-"

A harsh slap silenced her plea. It was more than painful. Something that didn't only hurt her physically but hurt her pride and soul. She was never acknowledged by her mother-in-law, and it was not enough. She was also hated.

"HOW SHAMELESS! LOVE? YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO LOVE! YOU'RE A WHORE! ALL YOU KNOW IS HOW TO SPREAD YOUR LEGS AND SELL YOURSELF FOR MONEY!"

Lena shook her head, crying uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at her mother-in-law. She didn't care who could see. She didn't care what others would say. The only thing she wanted now was to grieve her husband's death.

"N-No..." she barely whispered between sobs. Her chest ached with unbearable weight.

Her husband was gone. Danilo was gone. Who would protect her now? Who would love her now? The only man who had truly loved her was now buried in silence. What was she supposed to do?

"YOU LURED MY SON INTO MARRYING YOU! YOU SEDUCTRESS! YOU WHORE! IF HE HADN'T MARRIED YOU, HE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!"

Lena bowed her head, sobbing continuously. Will there be a time she'd be heard? Even the world was deaf to her pleas and struggles.

Danilo Mendoza was a well-respected businessman. She met him five years ago, and after a night together, she became pregnant. He was sweet, caring, gentle, and loving. That's why she eventually fell for him, something she never expected. And now he had left her, just like her family once did.

"GET OUT!"

Lena's eyes widened. "M-Ma'am..."

She was slapped again, harder than before. "GET OUT! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE IN MY SON'S HOUSE."

Lena shook her head. "M-Ma'am, I can't leave-"

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE?" The woman became more aggressive.  "WHY NOT, MAGDALENA? BECAUSE OF MY SON'S MONEY? DO YOU THINK YOU'LL GET A SHARE OF HIS WEALTH?"

Lena kept shaking her head. "N-No... No, ma'am..."

The woman gritted her teeth. "You're worried about your child? Don't worry. That bastard will leave with you!"

Lena's eyes widened. "M-Ma'am, she's Danilo's child-"

"SHUT UP! THAT CHILD ISN'T MY SON'S! YOU TRAPPED HIM! GET OUT! GET OUT, BOTH OF YOU!"

Lena screamed when she saw her daughter being pulled roughly by Danilo's younger sibling. The family patriarch stood silently on the side, also glaring at her.

"MAMA!" the child screamed as she was pushed into Lena's arms. Lena could only cry as she embraced her daughter-just five years old, and already experiencing cruelty at the hands of her own father's family.

"GET OUT! YOU'RE A CURSE!"

"M-Ma'am!" Lena continued to beg through her tears, but they were shoved out the door.

Lena nearly stumbled down the porch steps, too weak to stand properly.

She held her daughter's hand and knocked desperately on the mansion's large door. She could hear voices inside, but no one listened to her pleas.  "MA'AM!"

No one answered.

Lena slumped in front of the door, clutching her chest in anguish as she wept uncontrollably. Her daughter stood beside her, crying as well.

"Mama..."

Lena sniffled and looked at her child, gently cupping her cheek. "A-Are you hurt, sweetie?"

The girl nodded, showing her reddened arm. "M-Mama, I don't want to stay here. Mama, let's go... they're angry at us..."

Lena bowed her head, quietly sobbing. Her trembling hands held her daughter tightly.

If only Danilo was still here...

She stood up and forced herself to turn away from the mansion, taking her child by the hand and walking away.

"Lena..."