Tae_Spiffy02

Family is beautiful, its one of the first thing a new life is accustomed with. The love, the care, the sense of belonging and so much more. And as much as a family is a blessing, it can sometimes become an eternal curse...

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My eyes shot open as they finally rested on the man I was supposed to marry, the last man I would ever consider if I had a choice, the last man I'd rather die than marry.

My boss. Mr Liam Richards.

"Uh Hell no." I said out loud as I tried to walk away from the alter.

"If you leave now then I would consider this as the Hudson family going back on their word and all investments so far will be withdrawn and charges will be pressed towards the company and your family." Liam said.

I watched as he had this oddly satisfying look on his face as if he'd just won some sort of mind game, I looked back to the crowd behind me and within them I saw Patricia scowling at me, Veronica already in tears but worst of all was the glimmer of hope in my father's eyes.

I took a deep breath turning around, I told myself that this was all for my mother and nothing else, I would do for my father this one last favour with my life.

My name is Cyra Hudson Richards and this is the story of how my life was taken from me.

My Husband's Therapist

The ride back to town was peaceful, for a few hours Cyra was able to forget about her worries completely. And as slowly as the day began did it come to an end, Cyra had managed to set some sleep before Ray drove through the gates of the Hudson family.

Ray almost could wake Cyra up as she looked so peaceful in her sleep, but unfortunately, he had to. Shaking her lightly, Cyra blinked fast trying to adjust the white lights shining around her, she searched around her to find a phone or something to tell the time, she hadn't even considered the possibility of losing her phone.

"It's time to go home miss," Ray said smiling as usual. Cyra looked around her confused, still sleepy from the somewhat long drive.

"Where are we? And what day is it today?" She asked stretching.

"Well, we're at your house as per orders and I believe it's the 17th," Ray answered.

The Naughty Room