Warning: This story contains very explicit, abusive, violent content. Read it further at your own risk. Under 12 not allowed.
Rain was poring outside, sounding like a sweet melody for a sadistic.
The perfect monsoon night for people to cry out or just get lost who love the smell caffeine and a book of dark bloody abusive romance.
Anaya steps inside her apartment, her jet black shoes all wet due to the road stained by rain; making the carpet infront of the entry all dirty.
Stepping inside, she satins the carpet with her shoes soaked in mud and places the drenched up umbrella on the floor along side the vase near the door.
Carefully taking off her dirty shoes she places them on the shoe wrack and with fierceness in her walk she enters her room.
Anaya takes off her winter clothes and goes straight to the shower. Without warming up the water she stands right beneath the running chilled water coming from the shower. Then immediately drapes a bathrobe around her after showering for 10 minutes.
With another towel she semi dires her chestnut brown medium brown hair and then uses the dryer to dry her hair.
And finally plops on the bed like a sleep deprived boar but doesn't closes her eyes. With her brown amber eyes like the brown cooled up bear she stares at her empty cracked up peach ceiling.
"F*cking useless hormones." She curses herself still staring at the ceiling.
***
I, who is currently Anaya Sherlock
Age 21 with the height of barely reaching 5'3 is supposed to be Hellen Gorge, a 34 year old woman with a divorce and a unborn child in my belly thanks to my freaking useless husband who I divorced.
But I accidentally ended up recarnating as Anaya Sherlock, a character in a harem game for women, who's a somewhat a weird agent who is assisting government to catch criminals.
And in order to to that she ends meeting severe men, like- Evan Smith (a professional cardiac and neuro sugeon);
Maximus Bolt (a pop singer with over 3.9 billion fans all over the world;
Calisto Gladiolus (a frickin playboy mafia);
Andrew Williams (a CEO of the biggest tech company in this world having the net worth above 789.6 billion USdollars.
Of course all the charcters are super handsome and each have their own charm. But I don't have any plans regarding any of them...
My husband Dave Carlson divorced me after a year to marry a richer woman with deeper roots for his buisness leaving me with his child in my belly.
To be honest that wasn't a big deal to me. I already planned to dedicate my whole to my baby next after the divorce.
But that bas*ard somehow managed to feed me abortion pills, wiping away my womb, my last breath of my happy life....
That day, I cried till till my throat became sore and started to hurt. I later managed to avenge mh unborn child and then hung myself on the rope of end.
But then got recarnated as Ayana Sherlock, my character which I made after logging in the game called 'Heavenly Harem'.
What a freakin bad luck!!
***
Anaya exhales deeply before falling into her deep slumber but she gets interrupted by her phone.
"RING! RING!" The phone shouted restlessly to get picked up by her placed on the little lamp table beside her bed.
"Tsk!" She hisses in annoyance picking up the phone and placing it near her ear knowing full well who's calling her at 12 a.m.
On the phone call, a hauntingly seductive husky voice started speaking, "I knew my little vixen hasn't went to sleep yet. Probably waiting for me to-"
"Shut it up Calisto!" She hisses with clear frustration, her brows frowning.
"Haha...sweety cheeks you shouldn't use such harsh words with me." Calisto chuckles in his seductive erotic husky laugh, as he sharpens his knife dipped in blood.