A Trillionaire’s Revenge

"I know you were calling Luke because you wanted to ask him for money. Don't you dare ask my husband for money, mother." I say moving closer to her. "I know you too well." I say , handing her a napkin. "I'll make sure you never get a dime from him."

Her hand meets with my face in less than a second. I frown but recompose my self. I avoid eye contact with her.

"For God's sake Natalie, is this how you speak to your own mother? Please, fear the Lord! Jesus." She says as she flips her hair.

"Did your fear the Lord when you sold your only child for money? Please, mom. Drop the act. You aren't one to talk. Don't be a hypocrite." I say and turn to leave. At this point I wanted to cry. I was at the verge of breaking down. It was evident that I meant absolutely nothing to my mother and she was willing to go far to get whatever she wanted, even if it meant making my life a living hell.

Looking through the window, I stare at the garden. It broke my heart having such a fierce altercation with my mother but it was almost unavoidable.

Luke hugs me from behind and I feel goosebumps all over me, just by his touch. I close my eyes, letting his touch calm me.

"Your scent is so intoxicating, drives me insane, my love."

"Lemon verbena and a hint of strawberry." I say as I feel his manhood on my rump.

your home right now, nothing would stop me from taking you."

say, suppressing my urge

my husband. Luke

scream, "Bloody hell! I've missed you!" I scream as I find my way to her. We share a

frown, "Aunt, you never even called

in months.

roll my eyes, "Of course aunt, I could never stay mad at yo," I hold her hand. I continue, "Aunt"

Aunt Ruth had a huge smile plastered

holds my hand, "Natty, your husband is a ten ten—she pauses, "the circumstances of your marriage is quite shady and unbelievably disgusting, but, please," She pauses. She looks at me. She continues, "Are you treating Natalie

him. I take in his scent, "Luke treats me with so much love and—I pause, unconsciously thinking because although Luke loved me, he hadn't treated me respectfully in front of Laurel. He hadn't given me my

don't I go

nod, "Please."

alone. I fold my arms and look at him, a frown on