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.

would stop me from taking you." He says as he caresses

suppressing my urge to moan out

distracts me from my thoughts and my moment with my husband. Luke

"Bloody hell! I've missed you!" I scream as I find my way

never even called

and we haven't spoken in months. Forgive me, my love." She

I could never stay mad at yo," I hold her hand. I

"My pleasure, Mrs. Ruth." He says while shaking her hand. Aunt Ruth had a

is quite shady and unbelievably disgusting, but, please," She pauses. She looks at me. She continues, "Are you treating Natalie well?" She

thinking because although Luke loved me, he hadn't treated me respectfully in front of Laurel. He hadn't given me my place as the lady

glad to hear this honey, but why don't I go

"Please."

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