My name is Jasamina McCully and I am twenty years old.

Two years ago, my parents forced me to marry a rich congressman named Ludale McCully. A forty-five year old man that turned out to be the most abusive man on the whole planet.

"To save my family from poverty." My mother had said to me as she pushed me to marry the forty-five year old man. I was crying and begging my parents but they didn&#x27;t listen. I was just a means to an end.

He abused and beat me within an inch of my life for the past two years. Everytime I get the chance, I try to escape and every single time he finds me.

Then, he punishes me for ever trying to leave. The punishment is always worst than death. Because of that, I never tried to escape again.

My name is Jasamina and I am a girl afraid of her husband because I know what he can do. But I&#x27;m also a mother. 

After giving birth to my baby two months ago and loving him with my whole life...I know a time will come when I have to choose between being scared of my husband or trying to survive with my little boy.

The time came soon. 
It&#x27;s either to survive or die by Dale&#x27;s hand.

I made the choice to TRY and survive. 

It&#x27;s just that sometimes...even choices are against you. Sometimes, even the choice can be taken from you.

My name is Jasamina McCully. 
And this is the story of my life.


THE HOMELESS BILLIONAIRE

I know I'm the worst kind of jerk, I thought as I kissed Anya the way I've longed to do these past few weeks.

I'm the worst kind of jerk by using what she feels for me against her but in that moment, I can't help myself. I have to feel her around me. I have to reassure myself that she's right here with me.

I kissed her for very long seconds before I pulled back and stared at her face, my hands still on her arms I distinctly noticed again, the hotness of her body. But, my eyes on her face and the kiss only gave me a one track mind.

So beautiful, I thought as I stared at her dazed eyes and swollen lips. So beautiful and so mine. I'll be damned before I let another man take her away from me.

"W-What did you do that f-for?" She stuttered out, her cheeks and neck flushed. None of the trace of anger from early remained in her voice.

"It's what I've wanted to do in weeks, sweetness." I groaned, placing a kiss on her forehead.

EPISODE 37. FEAR AND TERROR