CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT FALSE TRUTH IS TRUTH

　　DAHILA

　　"And I will give you whatever you want."

　　"I already have what I want, money, life, love, child, I don't want anything from you." I replied, "I want to go home."

　　"Go home to what, Dahila?" Zee Lord's voice dripped with venom. "Go home to a man who doesn't love you, who'd rather be with another woman? Go home to a life where you're nothing but a trophy wife, a possession to be traded and discarded at his leisure?"

　　His words cut deep, awakening the hurt and fear that had been simmering in my heart since the moment he'd kidnapped me. He was right; I had felt like nothing more than an accessory to Davis's perfect life.

　　How did I get into Davis life? It was because I got pregnant with his child and because I was so money hungry, I let Grandma Scott sway me into marry her grandson.