Chapter 307. Memory Lane

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When I realized that he was insanely jealous if anyone dared to look at me, I had been pleased, thinking he really loves me, so he is jealous. That was till the night he took me roughly in the back seat of the car while his security men stood waiting for him to finish pleasuring himself… A light flirtatious remark by a friend of his during the only occasion he had taken me out when I was his mistress, had made him insanely furious and he had forced himself upon me to teach me a lesson.

That humiliating episode was an eye opener. It was probably when I began to see myself through his eyes, and the eyes of the world.

Just a body to be used to satisfy his urges...

But I still continued to love him.

When I found out that I was just one in a line of women, put up at a house specifically meant for that purpose, to house his woman of the month, my little world had been shattered. To add to that, an article appeared in a sleazy tablo