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Bully Love Story

In Love With My Bully

“Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?” “I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?” Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager. “Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.” “How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?” I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,”  “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!” “What night? Nita, what are you talking about?” “Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?” I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything?  The more we spoke, the more confused I became. “You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!” Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully. Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience. Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement. Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?
JoyceOrtsen · 144.6K Views

The Bullied Husband's Club

In a tale woven by chance and fate, three lives collide in a whirlwind of danger, ambition, and unexpected love. Kenzo and Maverick, two men bound by a shared past of running from assassins since childhood, have spent their lives in the shadows, working multiple jobs just to scrape by. Meanwhile, Caleb, the self-made millionaire and childhood friend, has built an empire from the ground up, living a life of luxury but haunted by the secrets of their shared history. Everything changes one fateful night when Victoria Parson, the fiery and independent granddaughter of the Baroness of Berkon, crosses paths with Kenzo in a dimly lit bar. Fresh from the devastating betrayal of witnessing her fiancé’s affair with her own sister, Stacey, Victoria is determined to reclaim her life. With the help of her loyal best friend, she gathers proof of the betrayal, only to be met with indifference from her family, who seem more concerned with maintaining appearances than justice. Fueled by anger, heartbreak, and a few too many drinks, Victoria makes an impulsive decision that shocks everyone: she marries Kenzo, the mysterious and rugged stranger she’s inexplicably drawn to, despite his apparent lack of wealth or status. To her, he represents freedom from the gilded cage of her aristocratic life—a life she no longer wants. But Kenzo and Maverick are far from ordinary. As their past begins to unravel, it becomes clear that they are more than just broke drifters. Hidden beneath their rough exteriors lies a legacy of power, secrets, and a destiny that ties them to a world far beyond the reach of the middle class or even the nobility. As Victoria is drawn deeper into their world, she discovers that Kenzo’s life is far more dangerous—and extraordinary—than she ever imagined. Together, the trio must navigate a treacherous path filled with assassins, family betrayals, and the weight of their intertwined fates. As love blossoms amidst the chaos, they must confront their pasts and fight for a future where they can finally break free from the shadows that have haunted them for so long. But in a world where nothing is as it seems, can they trust each other enough to survive? Or will the secrets they carry tear them apart? From rags to riches, from danger to destiny, this is a story of love, loyalty, and the power of rewriting your own fate.
TheIllusionist · 484.8K Views

My love story turmoils

In the quiet solitude of my youth, I believed I had found love. Like many others before me, I was captivated by the romanticized notions that society painted on the canvas of my mind. I thought love was just an exhilarating feeling that would electrify my senses and sweep me off my feet. Little did I know that true love was a journey, one filled with tumultuous storms that would test the strength of my heart. It was in the depths of my longing that I met her, the girl who would forever change the course of my romantic journey. Her beauty was a mesmerizing blend of grace and innocence, a sight that easily bewitched any onlookers. I found myself falling head over heels for her, only to have my heart crushed when she confessed her love for my friend. The realization pierced through my soul, leaving behind a deep ache that seemed impossible to heal. Life, it seemed, was determined to teach me the art of resilience. Time after time, I found myself facing rejection from the girls I admired. Each rejection carved another scar on my already battered heart, fueling a growing fear of never finding the love I desperately craved. But even amidst the pain, I refused to give up hope, for I knew that one day love would find its way to me. In an unexpected twist of fate, I found myself caught in a delicate web of emotions. It was a time when forbidden love seemed to whisper in the wind, tempting my heart towards a forbidden path. In an act of desperation, I treaded on shaky ground, taking a step too close to my cousin's lover. She claimed their love had faded, and in a moment of weakness, I almost succumbed to the allure of her presence. Yet destiny intervened, allowing me to see the consequences that awaited, saving me from a love that would only lead to further turmoils Amongst my circle of friends, my lack of a girlfriend became a constant source of amusement. They teased and jested, their joviality masking the hollowness that echoed within my heart. Their words stung, reminding me of my own perceived inadequacy. But even in the face of their laughter, I refused to surrender my belief in love. A desperate desire to fit in coursed through my veins, compelling me to create a façade. I pretended to have a girlfriend, painting a vivid illusion to satisfy the expectations of my peers. Behind closed doors, I concocted fictitious tales of love, while my true emotions remained hidden beneath a mask of pretense. I traded the authenticity of my heart for the illusion of acceptance. Deep within the recesses of my soul, I loved love. Its enchanting allure captivated me, winding its way through the corridors of my mind. But fear, born from a series of heartbreaking experiences, anchored my heart in self-doubt and hesitation. I yearned for love, yet the weight of my past burdens made me wary of opening myself up once more. My dreams of finding love were plagued by an ugly truth - bad luck seemed to cling onto my every endeavor. Every girl I admired was already taken, their hearts belonging to another. It felt as though fate itself conspired against me, forcing me to bear witness to love flourishing everywhere around me, but never within my grasp. Despite facing a love-stricken journey, I sought solace in the comforting embrace of a different passion - football. I dedicated myself wholeheartedly to the sport, pouring my energy into every kick, every goal. Football became my sanctuary, shielding my heart from the potential pain of love. It was a bittersweet refuge, providing a sense of purpose while still leaving a lingering ache for the love I yearned to find.
Kendazla_Denis · 7.1K Views
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