His Secret Temptation

ing the one I love deeply for money. I'm being sold as a commodity wi

o one who'd help me. I cleaned my

nside. " What happened to your face?

thing, he stood up and went to the porch, dragged

en, no scars, no beatings. But you didn't listen, Leandro is coming tomorrow and you want to mes

iance right. Leandro has power and I could use that to find my

thing. " Father, Leandro ow

y, he'd go for it. " He replied as he knelt beside me

to become one of his strippers? " If this

d to you, tomorrow the wedding banners would be hung up around town and everyone would know that you're getting married. We've b

r you on your twentieth birth

like that? No preparat

to work right? He'd disgrace his family's name. So I'd become Mrs

is ready sir. And yes she's getting married in tomorr

to clear off her father's gambling debt and Morgan wa

oes Julian

g jerk,he couldn't make something useful out of

million, I want to c

or that to happen,you don't need to do anything. " Eduardo

HER, I don't want Lean

Eduardo said as

o banter today, she was absent minded and she

he says Leandro Morgan would go to Julian's place to pick up Adrielle

l myself to Julian. " He's going to be so surpr

Adr

that I'd never see Zack again,we didn't even

fruit of her labour rather a witch threw her out, labelled her as a thief and spent her money

fore being beheaded. My father bought me a new dress and

o sell me to Leandro so I could probably become t

myself before I walked out. " You look beautiful.

't believe that sleek black SUV's and luxury sedans pulling up at our driveway.

oor for the Leandro Morgan, I was expecting

ed shirt but buttoned only half of it and l

ser,his hair slicked back and he had

me. " My father greeted with a

? " Leandro

an,my one and only

's a virgin? " He aske

e asking this? He probably wan

brothel. " I said loud

tever I want with you. You don't get to pick, I'll

ore classy. What is happening? How many mor

u. " A man in his late thirties said as he

s were whispering, hands were pointing. Miss O