My Possessive Ceo (can Love Conquer Pain?)

My Possessive Ceo (can Love Conquer Pain?)

  • Autora Betania Vicente

  • 10.4K words
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With over 80,000 reads on wattpad and over 1.000.00 reads on Amazon, it gets here on this platform. Leon Vitorino Is there such a thing as love at first sight? I believe so! Because it happened to me, as soon as I laid eyes on her. This woman was like an angel. So beautiful and so perfect. Her eyes showed me a great sadness that made me want to protect her from everything and everyone. She doesn't know who I am yet, but she will soon. Pleased to meet you, I am your POSSESSIVE CEO. Maria Eduarda If they had told me that on my birthday I would be raped and beaten, I would have laughed. A pity that everything I went through was not a simple bad dream, the one where when you wake up it is already morning and you forget about it. But it was not just a dream, but a nightmare that came true and made me commit an attempt against my own life. I tried to kill myself, yes! Am I wrong? Did I deserve this? Can love overcome this pain? Come and see this beautiful, passionate, and at the same time sad story, and follow this couple!

  • Boss / CEO
  • Possessive
  • Strong Girl
  • Love at First Sight
  • Kidnap
  • Abuse
  • First Love
  • Sweet Love
  • Workplace romance
  • Tragedy
  • Erotic
  • Overcoming
  • Romance

Maria Eduarda

Honestly, I don't know how I managed to get home. I enter quietly so as not to wake my sister, and end up groaning when I accidentally bump into the banister and clench my teeth so as not to scream, letting out only a small groan of pain.

I go up the stairs, or rather, I crawl, and finally reach my room. I close the door and don't turn on the light - I was afraid to see how badly I was hurt.

I walk very slowly, and every step I take is torture, and I always lean on the wall until I reach my desk, where I have a notebook and also some books.

I didn't always have to turn on the light in the room, since I had a light fixture. As soon as I can reach it, I turn it on and see my bruised fingers. I feel the tears already flowing. I open the journal that I had gotten from my sister and start writing. Even writing hurts. I begin to cry softly.

"Dear diary, today was my eighteenth birthday!"

"I don't deserve to live."

"I was raped and drugged, and I decided I must die today!"

That's all I can write, and I leave the journal. I open the drawer, and there was a small pocket knife in there. I take it and go to the bathroom. When I get there, I turn on the lights. The tears come down more and more and I can't control them. I was ashamed, in pain, angry.

My face was bruised, my hair was disheveled, and my clothes were torn. I was already aware of one thing: I couldn't live with this nightmare, and the only thing I had to do was to kill myself, it was the only solution.

I take the stiletto straight to my wrist and start to pass the blade. I feel the burn of the cut and already see the blood coming out. I do the same thing to the other one, and before long I was falling to the ground. Just before I do, I hear my sister's scream:

- Forgive me... - I ask, and finally I feel death coming and I surrender to it in peace, knowing that nothing in the world would harm me.

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