Married At Seventeen
Precious Johnson · Ongoing · 49.0k Words
Introduction
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"You will surely beg me. It doesn't matter if you're begging for sex or your life but you will beg me. I will break you, it's a promise ".
Rape.
The one thing Riley never thought would happen to her yet the one thing that was able to ruin her life and enrich her parents. Then she got sold off to the very person that stole her innocence.
She swore to make them all pay. Even if she has to kill him and keep the baby.
Then his brother, Roman Shaw walks into her life and she realize she's dealing with more than just one devil.
She's stuck in the midst of a family rivalry. One where everyone uses her as a toy.
Chapter 1
/-RILEY-/
"Are you sure we should be attending this party?" I ask frowning at my dress. It's way too short and tight. I don't get what's so cool about this party Diane keeps whining about.
"Trust me, you're gonna love it. For christ's sake Riley, You're not a nun. Stop acting like one" She groans and steps out of the dressjng room looking so hot and slutty.
"Did you tell Dad about this?" I ask feeling damn uncomfortable in the stupid dress.
"Are you frickin nine? We're sneaking out" She rolls her eyes.
Sneaking out? I cringe at the thought. I'm not really tsurthe party type and I'm not sure j can do this either.
"What did you say is happening in this party again?" I ask weighing my options.
I can stay back and have a good night sleep or sneak out with my crazy stepsister and get into a lot of trouble.
Usually Diane isn't the type to notice me or even try to be friendly. She ignores me and hangs out with her friends. Though this is totally absurd, i kinda like the fact that she wants to do something with me.
"You're gonna meet a lot of cool loaded guys. Pick one, get wasted, have fun and probably fuck him" She says strapping her heels.
I have a bad feeling about this. She touches up my makeup and smiles at me.
"Honestly, i never thought you could be so fuckin hot. There's no need to be nervous okay? Its totally safe. Besides you don't wanna look gullible before some of the richest men in San Francisco. Now wear a seductive smile and let's get the hell outta here" She says.
Sometimes i wish i could be as confident as she is. I mean she's totally badass and i'm...well just plain Riley. I follow her downstairs and we meet a car outside. One of Diane's friends sticks out her head and waves at us. I follow her timidly to the car.
There are two guys in the car already and i hate the way they stare at me.
"Little bitch. You didn't tell us Riley was this pretty" One of them says.
"Fuck off. She's got a date" Diane snaps.
I have a what? I stare at Diane and she winks. I guess she said it so he would back off.
"Am i supposed to believe that? Riley's like the holy fuckin Mary. I'm sure she's never been on a date before. I bet she's still a virgin" He says and my cheeks burn in embarrassment.
Dianne chuckles adding to my embarrassment. She glances at me and i glare. Soon, music blazes through the speakers almost deafening me as the car comes to a stop.
I step out nervously. I see girls dressed worse than Diane and a long line of flashy cars. I gulp as my eyes take in more appearances. What the hell am i doing here?
This is no place for me. I don't fit in. Before i can decide to leave, Diane takes my hand and walks me into the party. There are so many people. Too many people. We get to the bar and she orders a drink for me.
She asks me to wait and squeezes through the dancing bodies. That was how i lost Diane. She never came back. I start feeling lonely and scared as many men approach me. I decide to go in search of her only to be stopped by guards.
"Our boss wants to see you " He says coldly and i feel my toes curl.
"What boss?" I ask.
"Dean Shaw. Now move" He orders and i follow him. Who's Dean Shaw? Why does that name sound so familiar?.
We get to a reserved part of the club and i see lots of strippers and one man.
"She's here, boss" He says. The man stands and walks over to me. I stare at my feet in fear.
"You're just as beautiful as they described. How much for a night, honey?" He asks trailing his hands up my thighs. I slap it off and glare at his handsome face. He's got a beautiful set of honey brown eyes and messy black hair. Clean shaved and hot enough to make ladies fall at his feet but not me.
"I'm not one of your sluts".
"Do you know who you're talking to?" He smirks pulling me to himself. My heart pounds in fear as i push him off. He whispers something to his guards and walks away.
They grab me suddenly and follow him. I scream and kick but their grip is still firm. Where's Diane? Oh God, I'm doomed! Why the hell did i agree to come here? They enter a room along with him and toss me on the bed.
"Let me go please" I beg but he doesn't pay attention.
"Strip her" He orders taking off his shirt. I struggls and scream as they rip the dress off my body.
"Hold her hands" He orders again and my worst fear is confirmed. The beast is going to rape me.
"Please let me go...I'm sorry for anything I've done wrong but please. ..." I plead but he mounts the bed. I swing my legs kicking him as hard as i can. It doesn't seem to affect him as he grabs both legs and spreads them. He rips off my panties and thrusts a finger into me.
I groan in pain as he doubles it. A smile curves on his lips.
"Virgin huh? I would love to see you in pain. Fortunately, I have a meeting in an hour so there's no time for foreplay" He says and i don't even find the words to beg him as he pulls off his briefs.
He mounts me and thrusts in forcefully. I scream and struggle but he doesn't stop. He continues thrusting deeper and faster while i scream and scream until i pass out.
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