Isadora's life has been a series of unfortunate events. Raised in the presence of an abusive father and tragically losing her mother due to the resulting trauma, Isadora finds solace in distancing herself from her once cherished religious beliefs.
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When I woke up the next morning, the sun was shining bright through the window. The birds were chirping happily outside. As I climbed out of bed, I stretched my limbs and yawned, feeling refreshed and energized. But suddenly, I heard a loud noise outside.
I frowned and went to the window to investigate. To my surprise, it was pouring rain heavily. The sound of the rain hitting the roof and the ground was loud and chaotic.
Luckily, he wasn't beside me. If i hadn't lie about my health, I'm sure I'd have had his old dick inside me right now. I shuddered at the horrific scene and went to the bathroom
I decided to take a long bath. The sound of the rain hitting the roof was soothing and I took my time enjoying the warm water and the sweet aroma of my favorite bath salts. As I soaked in the tub, I couldn't help but think about my life, and my plans to get out of the this godforsaken marriage.
I got out of the bathroom and saw a maid setting my dress for me. My brows crumpled, and when she sensed my presence she bowed.
"Good morning, ma'am." She greeted politely.
"What are you doing here?
"Sir Pablo had given orders for you to wear that."
I was taken aback and i couldn't help but mock at the instruction. Does he really believe he can dictate my clothing? He's delusional.
I requested the maid to allow me have my privacy in order to get dressed. Once I finished, I selected a clothing ensemble according to my preference—a navy blue hoodie dress paired with black knee-length socks, perfect for the chilly weather. Subsequently, I untied my curly hair, letting it cascade down my back, and then proceeded to apply my favorite perfume and lip gloss.
When I stepped outside, I saw the maid waiting for me. Her eyes became large with surprise as she noticed that I wasn't wearing the dress.
"Madam, he will be extremely furious..."
"I'll take the lead," I interrupted her. I noticed that she was afraid of the potential consequences for both of us, and she was urging me to comply. However, I had no intention of doing so. It was essential for someone to teach these men a valuable lesson and challenge their arrogance.
I walked into the dining room, captivated by its beauty, but Pablo's intense gaze at the head of the table made me uneasy.
Taking my seat across from him, I embraced a sense of defiance, choosing not to conform to his rules as I had with my father until Leonel intervened.
The uneasy silence was shattered by Pablo's throat clearing, and he addressed my attire with cold control, hiding the seething anger beneath. "Why aren't you wearing the dress I picked out for you?"
With calm determination, I met his gaze. "I decided to wear something that soothes me." I knew I was risking his wrath, but I refused to let him control my choices.
