Jerry_Grey

Brittany was such a lucky girl at 18 years old, she had loving parents, and a cute best friend she was harbouring feelings for when something happened, she got acquainted with Lucas the son of her mother’s employer. Naive, they became friends and had unprotected sex and Brittany had to have an abortion since Lucas's father and family members threatened to harm her if she proceeded with the pregnancy. This left Lucas, who is now 30, to join the Marines after obtaining a law degree as well as running away from a dominating father. In the military, he suffers a traumatic event which leaves him with PTSD, then has to go back to his father’s business where he is pressured to marry and produce an heir.
 
Later on, Brittany starts working on the Interior design of Lucas’s family mansion and they again meet each other. Lucas does not remember being with Brittany, but he later still feels the suffering caused by his family to her. Brittany and Lucas have a fake marriage to have control of the family business, but at the same time, Lucas fights with his PTSD and Brittany is devastated by the loss of her mother and betrayal by her family. They have to unmask Lucas’s cunning stepmother and demanding father to regain the title they both deserve and rediscover the bond they lost long ago.

A Fragile Reunion

…you did the right thing for your family. Think of this as a fresh start.

There was no way I could get a fresh start without Lucas. Where was he in all of this? If he said to my face that I forced myself on him or that I had other boys, it would be easy to deal with the heartbreak. However, I lost two things; my baby and a chance to properly fall in love with Lucas.

I didn't miss him because I still liked him, I missed him because I wanted to see the kind of smile he had on his face when he ruined my life.

"Fuck…yeah…just like that. Yes, yes…"

I turned out from the loud, maybe fake, moans from Davina. I was at a party, drunk a little and having the time of my day after two months of hell.

So, it didn't matter whether Daisy was screaming like a banshee or not, at least, she wouldn't disappear in the morning.

Twelve Years Ago