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1,938,493	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938533}'	Yes	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	357788193856836	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"Why are you packing all your things," he hissed, through gritted teeth.<br /> I took a deep breath, with my finger over the button, readying to hit send. I said, "Because I am leaving you."<br /> "No, you are not leaving me," he yelled.<br /> "I saw you earlier, banging another woman, in what should have been our bed. It was what I needed to see that you were a controlling prick our whole relationship. So, yes, I am leaving you," I responded calmly, turning and hitting send.<br /> He growled, "You are not leaving me! I bet you think this because you are cheating on me. Who is he? Show me who you were sending a text too just now."<br /> "I never cheated. You did. You have restricted me, banned me, belittled me, and treated me harshly on countless occasions. My heart is broken. How I could ever love a man like you, I do not know."<br /> _______________<br /> <br /> Eilith's POV-<br /> I am heading home early from my grandparents' house. I decided to visit them, because I wanted to see them. I do not see them as much as I would like too, since I finished University and started making my way in the world. You see, I have lived with my grandparents since I was five years old, because my parents sadly died in a car accident, I don't know much else than that. There was no other family, and my grandparents fought to keep me with them.<br /> My parents left a will, but never changed the will to say who would take me in if they both died, so I would have automatically been taken under the care of county, until they could confirm whether my grandparents could take me in.<br /> I remember very little of my parents, but my grandparents kept their memory alive. From the day I started Secondary School, albeit a private Secondary School, my grandparents told me to use my mother's maiden, to hide who I was. They would go by my mother's maiden name when going to certain places and meeting my friend and their parents. They didn't do in the private Primary school I was in when my parents died, because it would be too much, and I would not likely understand fully why it had to be that way. It was and still is the way things had to be, because of who my grandparents are and who my father was.<br /> My father was the heir to a very powerful business. He had been running it for ten years before he died, but after he passed, my grandparents made the difficult decision of selling the business to the highest bidder. My grandparents focused on investing after that to maintain their wealth.<br /> My family is one of the very wealthy families in the United Kingdom. As the sole heiress to the wealth, my grandparents did not want me to have friends or boyfriends who just wanted me for my money, so I told everyone my name was Eilith Smith, not Eilith Clarke, which is my actual name. I have only told Kelly Roberts, my best friend, because she was a rich girl too, and has been my closest and dearest friend since we were eight years old. I really would not know what I would do without her, she has been there for me through so much.<br /> I had told my boyfriend, Dylan Harrison, that I would be out for most of the day and will not likely be home till the evening. In a note on his bedside, next to his phone, because he was still asleep, as I had woken up very early. I wanted to get to my grandparents before the morning traffic rush. But when I got there, my grandparents were going to visit a friend of theirs for and early dinner, so I had to leave far earlier than expected.<br /> When I usually visit them, I spend all day, sometimes into the next day with them, because they raised me and it is nice to be able to help them out around their home and visit my horse, which they keep at their home, in the stables on their land. When they were ready to leave to go have dinner, that was when I left to go home. I didn't mention to my boyfriend that I was on the way home. I was thinking I would surprise him.<br /> I returned home, thinking I would be able to have a nice relaxing bath, and then maybe plan a nice romantic dinner for myself and Dylan, if he is home from the football match early enough. It wasn't something we often did at home. I thought it would be a nice change. I love to cook, but he prefers to eat out at lavish places. He is the type to love to flaunt his wealth. Those plans were soon dashed...<br /> I entered my flat quietly, just in case Dylan was still asleep, which is how I left him this morning when I left to visit my grandparents. What I saw in front of me stopped me in my tracks. My mind went blank. In that moment, I almost forgot to breathe.<br /> I somehow managed to get the front door closed behind me quietly. When I turned around, I focused more on what was going one even though I was already beginning to understand what was going on, and honestly it didn't feel real. It didn't feel like it was happening to me.<br /> A cooked breakfast that had been made and eaten by two was left on my dining table. Romantic music played on the radio. I couldn't quite hear it; I think because this whole thing felt like an out of body experience. I could not believe my eyes; Dylan had never once done anything like this for me. He would never cook for me, I think he even joked that it was a woman's job once, but he was drunk and with friends, so I never took it to heart. Yet he would do it for a woman, who was not his girlfriend.<br /> I felt pain in my chest, that spread up my throat choking me. I knew I would not be able to say anything to him, but I had to know, was he really cheating on me?<br /> I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman's clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him having intercourse with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn't notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn't see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. I didn't know her, but a hatred grew in my heart almost straight away for her.<br /> I could feel my eyes well with tears, as my hand covered my mouth. I could not stay here any longer, my voice was all but gone. I couldn't stay there to speak with him, let alone look at him right now. Not to mention, I know he has a temper when someone confronts him, it has happened before when we were out, but it has never been aimed at me before. Something I was always scared of happening. How could he do this to me, after everything I had done for him? How could he cheat on me after all these years? Has he been cheating on me this whole time? Could I really forgive him if he made promises? I just needed to get out of here for now.<br /> So, I left, as quietly and quickly as I could. I didn't want him to know that I had seen him, because I could not deal with the confrontation right now, and his excuses and temper.<br /> Eilith's POV-<br /> My best friend, Kelly, had a little while before she started work at the restaurant, she was a manager at. She has dreams of starting her own restaurant chain and wanted to get experience working the lower levels in the restaurant beforehand. I jumped into my car, and headed to the restaurant she works at. I texted her to tell her I was on my way to her, before I left.<br /> It only took me twenty minutes to get to her. She was waiting outside when I pulled the car into the car park. She rushed over and jumped into the passenger's seat of my car. She looked at my concerned, and asked, "What is wrong? You have me worried."<br /> "I... I found... Dylan cheating on me," I choked.<br /> "I am not surprised. I have told you many times, he is not worthy of you. Think about your entire relationship. I have known you far longer than Dylan has known you. You were always so confident and free. You wore what you want, when you wanted. Red is your favourite colour, and you have stopped wearing anything red, because he didn't like you wearing red. You told me it made him mad if you wore red. You stopped eating pasta, one of your favourite things to eat, because he said you would get fat. He told you to stop hanging around with my brother, who treats you like a sister. I bet he gets mad if he finds out you were with me and my brother. That is controlling behaviour, a major red flag. If you stay with him, he will just keep cheating on you, and this controlling behaviour will just get worse, until you are isolated from your friends and family, and that is when he will start physically abusing you. Eilith, please, you must leave him now," she said.<br /> I sat in the driver's seat of my car, thinking about what she said, and as I thought, I couldn't hold back the tears I felt any more. I wasted four years of my life with this man. I had met his entire family, and they all loved me, according to him. It did make me very happy, because honestly his grandparents were lovely, his father was kind, but his uncle was always so charming, and is a very good-looking man, even though I rarely saw him. I had specifically gone to speak with my grandparents today to get their blessing on telling this man my real name and introducing him to them properly. Thankfully, I did not get the chance to speak with them about it. Kelly wrapped her arms around me, as she whispered, "It is okay. You will make it through this and be stronger for it. You will find someone far better and more deserving of your love and kindness."<br /> "Was he really that bad? I can't believe I let him do that to me, to do everything that he did to me," I whimpered.<br /> I was glad she didn't ask what he did to me, because I wasn't ready to talk about it. She rubbed my back, and said, "It is okay. One day soon we will sit down and have a long hard talk about everything that he did. Maybe it will be best if you go to therapy too. But I will not leave your side. I will stand by you through this whole ordeal, I promise."<br /> "How am I going to make it without you? You're leaving to move to London in a few days," I whispered, in between my sobs.<br /> "Come with us. Josh and I have brought a three-bed house in London. Josh won't mind you moving into the spare bedroom, until you get back on your feet. He will understand. He sees you as a little sister," Kelly suggested.<br /> Josh is Kelly's older brother. He really did see me as his little sister, just like I see him as my brother. I looked at her, a little shocked about that idea. I whispered, "But, I have nothing packed, and he is at home."<br /> She nodded, pausing and thinking about what I could do to deal with this situation. I too, was thinking, because I didn't want things to turn out like this. Dylan was very scary when he was mad. In those moments, I believed that he could hit me, even though he never got angry at me. She cleared her throat, and said, "I am only doing a four-hour shift, to cover the time the other manager can't be in due to childcare. When she gets here, I will have Josh pick me up and come straight over to help you. Once you know he is out of your flat, go there and pack everything up that you can, as quickly as you can, and leave. Get it done before he gets home. If he does get home, before Josh and I get there, send me our code word. So, I know you are in danger, and need help I will call the police."<br /> We have had a code word, for a great many years. It was more to ensure our safety while we were out at night. We knew the other would need help if we received HOD by text. It stands for House of Dead, an arcade game that we both loved to play with Kelly's brother. It was short simple and to the point. Plus, three letters that meant something to the both of us makes a great code word.<br /> "But what if he tries to hurt you or Josh," I said.<br /> "Do you know why he hates Josh," she responded.<br /> I shook my head, and asked, "Why?"<br /> "Do you remember that day when we were looking at dresses online, before we went shopping. According to Josh, when I said you would look drop dead gorgeous in that red dress you were looking at, Dylan looked at it, and muttered some vile things about you. Josh heard that, when they were alone, Josh laid into him. Dylan tried to get in Josh's face, Josh didn't flinch instead he just smirked. Dylan backed down," she explained.<br /> Josh was different from Dylan, physically. Josh is taller and has broader shoulders and is more muscular compared to Dylan. Josh is a gym rat. He loves working out and using weights. Dylan, on the other hand, rarely goes to the gym, but is well toned and skinny. Dylan wouldn't stand against Josh in a fight, not only due to their difference physically, but because Josh is training to be a boxer for the Olympics. I have seen him knock a man out with a single punch. So, he is a strong man. The perfect kind of older brother you want.<br /> "So, that is why he didn't want me to be around Josh," I said.<br /> She nodded, "Josh made him feel emasculated. He is toxic, so you need to leave him. I will call Josh and tell him to be ready and get here to pick me up early, in the hopes that I may be able to leave earlier. I must go. Josh and I will be on our way to help you as soon as we can. Stay safe."<br /> I nodded, "Thank you, Kelly."<br /> "Be careful and send me text updates. Please make sure that if he comes back, you send me that code word," she said, as she began climbing out of my car.<br /> I nodded, "I promise."<br /> I watched as she called Josh and headed inside the restaurant to start her shift. I looked down as my phone, and realised I had a text from Dylan.<br /> Dylan: "Hey babe, I hope you are having fun with your grandparents. I won't be in when you come home. I am going to watch the football match with the boys. I will be back later tonight. Make yourself dinner. Xx"<br /> I stared down at the text. The football match he was talking about was in two hours, so he would leave the home in thirty minutes to meet with his friends, so he can head to the match with them. I had to reply but keep it as normal as possible to my usual texts, and honestly that was the frightening thing. One mistake and this could go wrong.<br /> Me: "I am just about to leave my grandparents. I will be about an hour, maybe a little longer, as there is some road works near my grandparents' home. Have fun at the football match. Text me when you are on your way home. Xx"<br /> He read the text message and replied with a simple okay. As it would only take me twenty minutes to get home, I decided to wait forty minutes, in that car park. I wrote a little list of things I would need to make sure I pack. I texted Kelly and let her know what I was doing. I figured that I would start looking for a new job in London. I also contacted my boss and explained the situation. Normally, I would have to give a one-week notice, but he told me I had unused holiday, so I could use that as my one week notice period, and just not return after my holiday. I also sent my CV to a few reparable companies based in London. The forty minutes were up, so I started my car, and drove back to my flat, to pack and leave it and him behind.<br /> Eilith's POV-<br /> I arrived home, after seeing Kelly. When I go there, my flat was empty, Dylan was gone, and the bed had been made. A wave of anger crashed over me, here he was trying to hide what I already knew. I was seeing everything he said to me as a lie. The anger that I felt, fuelled me with determination. A determination that will give me the strength I need to do this, to leave him. I was frightened he would come back and see me trying to leave. I had two hours before Kelly and Josh would be here to help me. I just had to get as much as I could packed before then, and hope that Dylan stays away until after they get here. Kelly texted me and asked if I was home, so I text back that I was indeed home and Dylan was out.<br /> I knew I had to start packing everything that I had to take. I pulled out my list and got to work. I headed to the safe, I kept hidden in the bedroom. I unlocked it, and took out my passport, my mother's jewellery box, and the folder I kept important letters and documents in. I shoved them in my handbag, which thankfully was large enough to hold all of it. I grabbed my suitcases out of my wardrobe. I had two sizes a large one and a cabin one. I opened both, leaving them on the floor. I quickly yanked some of my clothing off the hangers and threw them in the suitcase. I emptied my drawers of clothing and just threw them in my suitcase. I chucked in my favourite pairs of shoes. I grabbed my electronics that I wanted to take. Though I could buy replacement electronics, and I probably will once I get settled in, I need to be able to keep a line of communication open with my grandparents and so I can get a new job in London. I grabbed whatever else I could.<br /> I looked at the time and saw a text from Kelly. She had managed to leave work an hour early, and Josh had picked her up. They were on their way to me. I suddenly had this feeling like someone was behind me. I typed HOD into a text before I turned around. Dylan was standing in the doorway to what was our bedroom. He had his hands clenched into fists by his legs. A rage in his eyes that I have never seen before, far worse than all the other times he was angry.<br /> "Why are you packing all your things," he hissed, through gritted teeth.<br /> I took a deep breath, with my finger over the button, readying to hit send. I said, "Because I am leaving you."<br /> "No, you are not leaving me," he yelled.<br /> "I saw you earlier, banging another woman, in what should have been our bed. It was what I needed to see that you were a controlling prick our whole relationship. So, yes, I am leaving you," I responded calmly, turning and hitting send.<br /> His heavy footsteps thunder towards me, making the floor of our flat shake. His hand tangled into my hair, and yanked my head back, before snatching my phone from my hand. Thankfully, I locked it before he could read my texts. He growled, "You are not leaving me! I bet you think this because you are cheating on me. Who is he? Show me who you were sending a text too just now."<br /> "Get off of me," I yelled, trying to push him away from me.<br /> "Who is he," spitting as he shouted, pulling my hair harder.<br /> I pushed him away from me. It surprised him enough to let go of my hair and to stumble backwards away from me, I screamed, "I never cheated. You did. You have restricted me, banned me, belittled me, and treated me harshly on countless occasions. My heart is broken. How I could ever love a man like you, I do not know."<br /> Tears welled in my eyes, so I turned around and began to zip up my suitcases. I didn't want to see his reaction to what I said, I couldn't deal with him if he started crying. I really might faulter if that happens. That was when I felt something hard hit the back of my head. My head began to pound and ache. I gripped where he hit me on my head with my hand and turned to look at Dylan. But before I could say anything, he raised his fist and slammed it into my face. The blow was hard enough, to knock me backwards into the bedside cabinet. I hit my head on the corner of the bedside cabinet, before hitting the floor. I could feel a wet hot liquid slide across my face. I touched it and looked at my hand. It was blood. I was bleeding from my head. I gripped my head and began to curl up into the fetal position. Before I could curl up, Dylan kicked me in the stomach and ribs, not just once, but many times. I lost count how many times he kicked me. I felt something crack in my rib cage. I tried my best to use my arms to protect my body and head, but there was only so much I could do, while in so much pain. The pain was excruciating. All I could do was cry and whimper the pain made it too hard to move. He grabbed my hair on the back of my head, tearing some hair from my head, and snarled, "If you hadn't threatened to leave, then none of this would have happened. Do you want to know why I sleep with other girls, because after all the times we have intercourse, you were never ready for what I needed to be full satisfied. But now you are going to find out. Remember this is all your fault."<br /> He slammed my head into the ground. The impact made my head heavy and made it hard for me to keep myself conscious. My ears were now ringing from the impact. It was because of that, that I did not hear what he was doing. The ringing subsided, only for me to hear a massive crack, and a shocking sting across my back, which made me cry out. I managed to look up and see that he was holding a whip. He hit me with a whip. I was now seeing a completely different side to him, a side that would have made me run for the hills years ago. How did I not see this side to him?<br /> "This is what I like," he growled, lust evident in his voice.<br /> I tried my best to move, to get away. But I was in so much pain. The sound of the crack of the whip came again, just before the impact on my back. I screamed out. This time it was even more painful. The taste of blood filled my mouth, as I felt a trickle of blood pooling on my back. Tears were streaming down my face. I was trying to prepare myself for another blow. But that was when I heard the sirens. In that moment, I had never felt so happy to hear sirens before. Dylan dropped the whip, and muttered, "Gosh."<br /> That was when he bolted out of the door. I breathed a sigh of relief, even though my chest hurt so much. Pain was all over my body. My head and back were the most painful. With my head hurt, it was getting harder for me to stay awake my consciousness was wavering. My eyes closing slowly, the pain becoming unbearable.	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1,938,590	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938502}'	No	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	496439729534678	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	When I pulled an older iPhone out from between the mattress and box springs, I saw a screen full of text messages.<br /> And my heart froze solid.<br /> 【I’m heading to the hotel.】<br /> 【Where are you?】<br /> 【Don’t keep me waiting, honey.】<br /> 【I need you.】<br /> Text messages from another woman.<br /> A hidden cell phone.<br /> Sudden long hours away from his family.<br /> Cheating.<br /> There was a strong possibility that the man I loved was cheating on me.<br /> ————————<br /> I straightened from putting the last plate into the dishwasher and stretched for a towel to wipe my hands. I was exhausted after twenty-four straight hours with the kids, and Rob still wasn’t home. Not to mention, I needed to make cupcakes for Max’s school—and somehow do it without sugar.<br /> So the ensuing crash upstairs was not welcome.<br /> Dropping the towel, I whisper-sprinted up to the second floor—running on tiptoes while hopping, leaping, and skipping over every toy obstacle, creaky floorboard, and rogue crayon along the way.<br /> The light was on in Max’s room, and considering that I had made this trek a half dozen times in the last hour, I was out of patience.<br /> “You need to go to sleep,” I growled, throwing open the door, my fierce mom glare already in place.<br /> Except the devil child was asleep.<br /> He’d fallen out of bed, crashed onto an entire village of Legos—scattering them to inferno and back—and was dead asleep.<br /> My heart gave a little squeeze even as the logical part of me recognized the giant mess I’d be picking up tomorrow.<br /> It was just that face.<br /> A cupid’s bow of bright pink lips, slightly parted, rosy cheeks, and mussed hair. The boy was cute, and it was hard to believe he was part of me, that he’d come from my body.<br /> I clucked my tongue at myself, knowing I was being ridiculous and romantic and Melissa-like because I’d spent the day with Kelly and her toddler, Abby.<br /> My baby sister had a baby. And a man. And was all grown up—<br /> Oh God. There I went with the tears again.<br /> Swiping a finger under each eye, I navigated the minefield of toys as I made my way over to Max. I gave an internal grunt as I lifted the little—or not so little, anymore—monkey and tucked him back into bed.<br /> One hastily constructed barrier of pillows and blankets and stuffed Minecraft toys later, and I was heading back out of the room.<br /> I flicked the light off, started to leave—<br /> “Too dark, Mommy,” he murmured.<br /> A sigh. Back on it went. “Good night, sweetheart.”<br /> “Night.”<br /> This time I made it to the top of the stairs before a sound stopped me.<br /> It wasn’t the kids. No. This was more like . . . buzzing?<br /> I cocked my head and listened, then made my way to my bedroom, a growing pile of toys in my arms as I went.<br /> The door was open, and I walked inside, dumping the pile on the coverlet before stopping to pinpoint the sound.<br /> I felt my pockets for my cell. Not even two days before, I’d scoured the house for my phone, it somehow having fallen out of my pocket, ending up under the dresser. It had taken darn near fifty calls and a search of the entire house before I’d found it.<br /> Those locating apps were all well and good, but they couldn’t tell a person which room in a house their phone was. Which meant the app, for my day-to-day exploits, was pretty much useless.<br /> I hardly left home at all except for the kids’ activities and school pickup or drop off.<br /> Or if Rob needed something down at the station.<br /> And that was fine. My place was at home. The kids needed me, Rob needed me. It was just that sometimes . . .<br /> No. Don’t get sidetracked.<br /> My phone was in my pocket. The sound wasn’t coming from beneath the dresser.<br /> It was coming from the bed.<br /> I peered under, saw nothing, and I was reaching for Rob’s flashlight in his nightstand when I realized where exactly the noise was originating from.<br /> My hand slid between the mattress and box spring, jumping a little when the object buzzed against my fingers.<br /> “What—?” I pulled it out, saw it was an older-looking iPhone. Why was there—<br /> Then I saw the texts. An entire screen worth of them.<br /> And my heart froze solid.<br /> I’m heading to the hotel.<br /> Where are you?<br /> Don’t keep me waiting, honey.<br /> I need you.<br /> The question wasn’t why Rob had hidden a phone under his side of the mattress. It was why someone named Celeste was calling him honey and telling my husband that she needed him.<br /> Downstairs, I heard the garage door rumble open and close, the clink of Rob’s keys on the kitchen counter. “Miss?” he called softly up the stairs.<br /> My voice was gone, my throat tight. My eyes burned, and still, I held the phone. It wasn’t until I heard him walking down the hall to the bedroom that I sprang into motion.<br /> I shoved the phone back under the mattress and scooped up the toys.<br /> Rob stopped short in the doorway. “Oh.” He smiled. “I called you.”<br /> “Sorry, I was cleaning.”<br /> He touched my cheek, slid past me. “You don’t have to do that.”<br /> “It’s my job,” I said brightly, and if it was too bright then what did it matter anyway?<br /> My husband was moving toward the bathroom, already unbuttoning his shirt. “Is there a plate for me?”<br /> I turned, saw he’d paused, and forced a smile. “Yup. I’ll heat it up for you.”<br /> “Thanks, love.”<br /> “Of course.” I walked out of the bedroom but didn’t go downstairs.<br /> Instead, I hesitated in the hall, silent and waiting.<br /> And my gut tied itself into knots when I heard Rob’s footfalls across the carpet, the slide of his hand beneath the mattress as he pulled out the phone.<br /> “MOOOOOOOOOM!”<br /> The camera in my hands jumped, and that perfect angle, the perfect highlight of the sun’s rays coming through my kitchen window and traipsing across my gorgeous display of a salad—if I did say so myself—disappeared in a flash.<br /> No pun intended.<br /> Footsteps pounded across the floor overhead. Eight feet. From two kids and one dog. The trio was streaking across the hallway, preparing to hurtle themselves down the stairs.<br /> Which meant I had approximately twelve seconds to get the shot before chaos descended.<br /> Back up on my tiptoes, extending my arm precariously over the plate as I leaned—read: contorted—myself in such a way as to obtain that perfect angle without marring the photograph with something as egregious as my shadow.<br /> Bang. Bang. Bang.<br /> “Ow!” Allie. She’d just turned five and was a terror on two legs. “I’m telling Mom!”<br /> “Almost there,” I puffed.<br /> “It was your fault.” Max. My sweet boy. Now eight and not so little.<br /> “Ruff!” The dog. The terror on four legs. Rocco was seven months old and sixty pounds of exuberant energy, potty accidents, and counter surfing.<br /> But Rob loved the fluffball.<br /> Rob.<br /> My eyes burned.<br /> The trio slid around the corner into the kitchen, Rocco colliding with the far wall.<br /> His brakes weren’t great yet.<br /> With the group’s appearance, the noise level in the room rose to deafening.<br /> Click.<br /> I checked the shot and breathed out a sigh of relief. Perfect.<br /> Stepping down from the stool I’d been perched on, I stashed my camera carefully out of reach of canine and human troublemakers then stowed the plate in the fridge. Another taste test wouldn’t hurt, just to perfect the recipe.<br /> And really, I wasn’t going to waste one crumb of that goat cheese. Not when it was so expensive and difficult to find in Nowhere, Utah.<br /> Or rather, Darlington, Utah.<br /> “Mom.”<br /> Max stood with his arms crossed. He was tall for his age with dark hair and eyes and the spitting image of Rob, a fact that made my bruised heart ache all the more.<br /> Allie was like me: slender, tall, and blond with pale brown eyes and skin that never failed to burn in the sun.<br /> We needed to invest in sunscreen stock. God knew we bought enough of the stuff.<br /> Both kids were talking over each other, furious frowns pulling their brows down as they tried to prove their point . . . or, rather, ruin my eardrums by being the loudest.<br /> Even Rocco chimed in with several well-timed barks.<br /> I did what I always did in these situations.<br /> I stood silently. And waited.<br /> It never took long, I’d found. If I tried to raise my voice over theirs, tried to shout my way for quiet, like Rob did, nothing. He used his magical cop skills to reign tough over the kids—and dog, I thought, as Rocco eyed the countertop like it held a king’s trove of treasure.<br /> My voice didn’t do that.<br /> My glare did, however.<br /> Rocco paused mid-leap and plunked his front paws back on the tile floor.<br /> Max was the first human to stop contributing to the noise. Older and wiser, he was.<br /> Allie went on for a few more beats before her eyes widened and her mouth clamped closed.<br /> “Max, explain your side first.”<br /> “I was playing with my Legos, and Allie barged in and broke my set—”<br /> “I did not!” Allie protested.<br /> “It’s not your turn to speak,” I told her.<br /> She huffed and crossed her arms.<br /> “She broke my house, and I’ll never be able to find all of the pieces, and I-I—” Tears welled in his brown eyes, and I had to steel my heart against those glistening orbs. He might be cute, but he was also smart.<br /> Too smart for my good.<br /> “Okay,” I said. “Allie, your side.”<br /> “He took my Lego set, and I wanted to get the pieces back. It was my house, and he can’t keep it.”<br /> “You let me borrow it!” Max said, indignant.<br /> “I want it back.”<br /> “I—”<br /> “You—”<br /> I waited.<br /> The second round took less time.<br /> “What happens when you fight over toys?” I asked.<br /> Two sets of eyes went wide. Rocco whined and lay down on the floor, burying his nose in his paws.<br /> Max glanced at Allie. “How about you use my Legos and build your own house?”<br /> Allie considered this. “And then when we’re done we can switch back!”<br /> Max nodded. “Okay.”<br /> They ran off, Rocco trailing their progress, leaving with as much noise as they’d entered the room.<br /> “Ten minutes until bath time!” I called, but they were already out of earshot.<br /> With a rueful smile, I pulled my plate from the fridge and a fork out of the drawer.<br /> “You’re deduce when you pull that stern glare out.”<br /> I shivered at the voice in my ear, the chest very close to my spine. My body knew my husband’s on an intrinsic level, and so I didn’t jump in surprise or shriek in fear.<br /> Instead, I melted into his warmth, soaked up his scent.<br /> “Hi, baby,” he said with a soft peck to the side of my neck.<br /> “Hi, yourself.” I turned, slipping carefully out of his embrace. Because even though I loved this man with every fiber of my being, he might not feel the same.<br /> Text messages from another woman.<br /> A hidden cell phone.<br /> Sudden long hours away from his family.<br /> Cheating.<br /> There was a strong possibility that the man I loved was cheating on me.<br /> ---<br /> Rob was back to snoring when I crept through the bedroom. I shook my head and closed the door behind me, heading for the top of the stairs.<br /> That was when I heard the first noise.<br /> A moan. The rustling of bedclothes. I dropped my shoes and bolted for Allie’s bedroom.<br /> She began crying.<br /> “Mom!”<br /> I skirted the mess of toys on the floor, picking my way across with all the finesse of an American Ninja Warrior.<br /> “What’s wrong, honey?” I asked.<br /> “I don’t—”<br /> I was already reaching for her when she exploded.<br /> Okay, not exploded exactly. More like Poltergeist-vomited, all over me. It dripped down my hair, soaked into my blouse, my jeans, the carpet, and bedding.<br /> Perfect. Just perfect.<br /> Allie began crying in earnest, and I soothed her as I swept her into my arms. We made it to the bathroom in record time.<br /> I set her down in front of the toilet, holding her hair back when she gagged again and again. “I’m sorry, honey,” I said when she stopped. Then I wet a towel and wiped her face and neck. “Let’s get you out of these clothes.”<br /> She was shaking, tears sliding down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, Mommy.”<br /> “Shh. Not your fault.” I wrapped her in a towel and cuddled her close until she stopped shivering. “Let’s get you a quick bath, and then I’ll set you up on the couch, okay?”<br /> “O-okay.”<br /> Fifteen minutes later she was in clean pajamas, wrapped in blankets, and tucked into the couch, a bucket within arm’s reach.<br /> I went back upstairs to strip the sheets and clean the carpet. Then I carried all of the dirty linens back down to the laundry room and tossed them in the washer. By now the vomit had mostly dried on my clothes and hair, and I was in desperate need of a shower.<br /> Time would tell if this was the stomach bug plague or if Allie had just eaten something that didn’t agree with her.<br /> Would one fall? Or would they all?<br /> I snorted quietly as I slipped back into the bedroom, only to be bowled over by Rocco, wagging tail and wriggly butt. Rob must have let him out. He sniffed the carpet, did a one-eighty.<br /> Uh-oh, potty time.<br /> “Come on,” I said, opening the door.<br /> He pushed past me and sprinted down the stairs. I hustled after him, not wanting him to wake up Allie, who’d finally fallen back asleep.<br /> But I needn’t have worried. He bypassed the living room completely and went straight to the back door. “Good boy,” I told him and opened it just wide enough for him to slip out. The icy morning breeze shot through the gap, having the dual effect of kicking up the smell of puke on my person and cutting directly through my still-damp clothes.<br /> I shivered. “Hurry up, dog.”<br /> Rocco took a few more minutes. It was too cold to leave him outside, young as he was. Of course, he was the one with the thick fur.<br /> Finally, he was done and sprinted for the opening into the house.<br /> Or rather, crashed into the door, since those brakes were still under training.<br /> “Come on, goofy,” I told him as I snagged his collar and corralled him past the sleeping Allie on the sofa.<br /> I’d already lost count of the trips up and down the stairs and it wasn’t even six yet. Who said my butt wasn’t high and tight? At this rate, I’d be a Kardashian in no time. Rocco wriggled his way alongside me, not fighting when I stuck him back in his kennel. Though that was probably because I promised him breakfast after I’d showered.<br /> The bathroom light shone through the crack in the bottom of the door, and the bed was empty.<br /> That plus the absence of chainsaw sounds told me Rob was in the bathroom.<br /> Who was the detective now? I thought with a smirk.<br /> I crossed to the bathroom and opened the door.<br /> Or tried to.<br /> It was locked.<br /> I frowned.<br /> Tried again.<br /> “Rob?” I knocked, tilted my head when I heard . . . was he talking to someone? “Rob?” I asked louder.<br /> The sounds inside the bathroom cut off. After a pause, he called, “Miss?”<br /> “The door is locked.”<br /> Another pause. Then footsteps. The locked clicked before the door swung open. Rob was wrapped in a towel, his chest undressed and glittering with drops of water. Normally, I’d have been distracted by those little beads of liquid. Today I barely noticed because there was a mark on his neck.<br /> A suspicious bruise on the base of his throat—<br /> Where someone might have pecked him.<br /> And that someone had not been me.<br /> Rob smiled, but it looked strained. “Sorry, hon. Force of habit.” He turned and walked into the closet, closing the door behind him.<br /> I was still on the threshold, blinking after him, when the door popped back open and he stuck his head out. “You look cute, by the way.”<br /> Before I could stammer out a thanks, the door shut again.<br /> Had he not noticed the puke? Or was he trying to be nice because it looked like I’d been put through the wringer?<br /> Or perhaps most important of all, had I imagined the mark?<br /> I rushed the shower, hissing as the cold water streamed from my hair and down my back.<br /> Rob came out of the closet just as I stepped out, shivering more violently than Allie had been an hour earlier. He wore a button-down shirt, tie, and slacks.<br /> “You look nice,” I said, unable to ignore the fact that the shirt covered his neck. Should I pull it down and confront him?<br /> “Meeting with the chief today.”<br /> Darlington was too small for its own police force. Rob worked at the county sheriff’s office. The bigger force meant more resources for our little group of towns and better coverage.<br /> “What about?” I asked as I wrapped a towel around my head.<br /> “A case I’ve been working on.”<br /> “What case?” I ran the towel up one leg, then the other. Rob’s eyes followed the movement.<br /> “Can’t talk about it yet,” he said. I frowned, but before I could press his answer—we always discussed his cases, if not in specifics then at least in generals—he went on, “When was the last time you had something besides a salad?”<br /> I straightened, pulling the towel around my breasts. “What do you mean?”<br /> “You’re too thin, Miss.”<br /> “What?”<br /> He crossed over to me, pulling the towel open and splaying one hand over my side.<br /> My heart skipped a beat. Calloused fingers. Rough skin against smooth. I forgot about the bruise on his neck, about the phone and suspicions. I wanted his hand to move.<br /> Up or down. I almost didn’t care.<br /> I needed him to touch me.<br /> His head dropped next to mine, hot breath on my neck, my ear. “You need to eat more.”<br /> It took a second for the words to process. I stiffened, leaned back.<br /> Not that it mattered since Rob had already stepped away.<br /> ---<br /> The bed dipped, and I rolled over to see Rob sitting on the side of the bed.<br /> “Is there anything for dinner?” he asked.<br /> “Not today,” I said. “We were all sick.”<br /> His dark brows pulled down. “You were? Why didn’t you call me?”<br /> “I texted you three times.”<br /> “You did? I didn’t get them.” He pulled out his cell and unlocked it. The little green box had a red bubble with a three in the upper right corner. He tapped it and, lo and behold, my messages were there.<br /> Any chance you can come home early? The stomach plague has hit.<br /> <br /> I’m feeling really lousy, could use some help.<br /> <br /> So much puke. I need backup.<br /> <br /> “Sht,” he muttered.<br /> I reached over him, tapped the lower case “i” on the right side of the screen, and swiped off the mute function.<br /> “Maybe don’t put your wife on Do Not Disturb?”<br /> “Oh, I didn’t realize—”<br /> I sighed and flopped over to my side, facing away from him. My heart felt fragile, ready to shatter into a million pieces. I kept telling myself that I was crazy, that things were fine and we were going through a rough patch.<br /> But . . .<br /> This didn’t feel like a rough patch. It felt like—<br /> I bit my lip hard, stopping the thought before it could completely materialize.<br /> We’d worked through tough times before. Every couple had ups and downs. What made us different was that we could talk to each other about anything.<br /> Or we used to, anyway.<br /> I turned my head so I could see him over my shoulder. “Not realizing things seems to be the theme with you lately, Rob. Can we talk about what’s going on? It’s not like you to be so detached.”<br /> Silence.<br /> He sat six inches away from me, eyes on his phone, and he didn’t even look at me.<br /> He. Didn’t. Look. At. Me.<br /> In that moment, I felt ten years old again. Begging my mom to see me. To want me. To value me.<br /> And in that moment, I hated my husband for making me feel that way.<br /> I wasn’t that little girl any longer. I knew my own worth. I—<br /> Didn’t beg for love. That came internally. I loved myself.<br /> Because Rob had given me the strength to learn how.<br /> His touch made me jump.<br /> It was a gentle caress, one soft brush of his thumb beneath my eye to collect a drop of moisture I hadn’t realized was there.<br /> “Miss, I—”<br /> His phone rang. 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1,938,498	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938549}'	No	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	367680666371988	Read with Your Ears➤➤	"I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Keep the story going! Download our app and listen to the rest of the audiobook ID:99168.	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1,938,487	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938545}'	No	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	277780382080551	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	I left only to find out I was pregnant with Ink's child a month later. 18 with no home, no family and totally out of options.<br /> Five years later, I came back to be a stripper at Ink's club. I would never forget his eyes which was the same as my daughter...<br /> I closed in on my car. Shoving the key in the door. Twisting it as fast as I could. I yanked the door.<br /> "Why do you have a booster seat in your car? It is for a baby, isn't it?" He said suddenly. <br /> Panic raced through me but I didn't make eye contact. I felt the blood drain from my face.<br /> "I...I..."<br /> ————————<br /> INK POV<br /> The curtain lifted as the dancer walked around the pole to the beat. A black sheer halterneck covered her chest with a small hood barely containing the raven black hair she had her firm hip barely contained by the strappy ripped shortys. Warm but naturally tanned skin covered her whole body with glitter making her shimmer under the spotlight.<br /> I instantly got hard. Straining against my jeans zipper.<br /> Sage quickly rushed behind the bar, her heels clicking against the flooring like a galloping horse.<br /> "Ink" she said anxiously but I couldn't take my eyes off the dancer.<br /> As the song got stronger the dancer climbed the pole with easy. Simple attractive with all eyes in the club on her.<br /> "Ink!" Sage repeated.<br /> As the dancer turned to face my way she made direct eye contact.<br /> Those ice blue eyes I'd remember anywhere.<br /> A moment of panic flashed in her eyes before smirk crossed her lips. I felt like a cold hand slapped me across the face.<br /> "Angel" I whispered as she turned doing another spin before body rolling against the pole. Grinding against the pole teasing the front row.<br /> She's back.<br /> She looked the same but totally different. 5 years had changed her.<br /> Her body had gained more curvy in all the right places but she was fit.<br /> Her toned flat tummy had a small piercing which caught the light. Her hips wide enough to want to grip onto as I imagined drived into her right on the stage. Her legs seeming to go on for days as she strut around in the 8 inch pleasers.<br /> I groaned as my manhood strained again my pants.<br /> "Ink, it's.." Sage leaned in, she was clearly trying to warn me but it was far to late for that.<br /> "I know."<br /> "Dont screw it up." She replied looking at me with knowing eyes. Looking back up to Angel on stage as she glided around the pole like she owned it.<br /> "I let her go once. It won't happen again." I replied to Sage not letting my eyes leave Angels sinful form.<br /> Talk about Destiny. That's what was right in front of me.<br /> <br /> Angel POV<br /> 5 year.<br /> 5 years I promised I'd never come back.<br /> But given my mother had drunk herself to death I had no choice but to return.<br /> Not that she was much of a mother but given I was the only one left, well not quite.<br /> "Mummy! I'm hungry" Lila whined yawning from her car seat. She pushed her crazy curls from her face that had flopped in her eyes while she slept on the drive over. We'd been on the road for 3 days. We had stopped at motels along the way to rest and stretch out but I had serious thoughts of just turning the car around and driving home.<br /> Home. Rosetown wasn't home. It didn't feel like home, even with Lila and I in the dump of an apartment that was in dire need of a update we made it our own. I tried to make it feel like a home but you can't polish a turd.<br /> If I could move anywhere I'd move back to Ashford but that idea scared it out if me more then our terrible neighborhood we were in.<br /> But with mothers house and the little equity it did have, i could sell it for a bit and use my saving to finally buy a little house for us. I could move back and that's what I was planning. <br /> So after giving my noticed to my creep of a landlord Anthony and my work at the nearby diner and the strip club I worked at on weekends. We packed up the tiny amount of things we had into my little Corolla 3 days ago and left for Ashford. Kelly, the only person I had kept in touch with and my closest friend was letting us crash at hers with her brother for the time being while we go on our feet.<br /> She was so excited we were finally close by again that it didn't involve flying to Rosetown every Christmas or birthday. She knew I didn't have the heart or guts to show my face in Ashford again but now I knew it was now or never.<br /> It wasn't just to give us a home but there was one person in Ashford that deserved to have Lila in there life even if the idea scared absolutely me.<br /> "Okay baby we'll get you some food, sweetheart" I called over the backseat to see Lila picking a new movie to watch on her iPad Kelly had bought her for Christmas last year.<br /> I grabbed her a Happy Meal before we rolled up to Kelly's place. She had been the only one I had kept in contact with all these years. She was the only one from Ashford that knew about Lila.<br /> I don't think that secret would be kept for long sadly. I think Ink would soon find out because the Club ran this town. If I could've stayed away forever I would have as selfish as that sounds. But that only meant less pain for me and no answers for Lila in the long run.<br /> He made it clear I wasn't welcome. So I did what he wanted and left only to find out I was pregnant with his child a month later. 18 with no home, no family and totally out of options.<br /> Ink was drama plain a simple, or at least he was. He broke my heart into a million pieces I didn't need him to do it to Lila as well. She didn't need to have her heartbroken.<br /> I knew it would hit the fan as soon as he found out but I couldn't delay it forever.<br /> At almost 4 and a half Lila was becoming aware that all of her friends had daddy's except her and I knew the conversation would come up soon about where her daddy was.<br /> Dredding wasn't a strong enough work to describe how nervous I felt about telling Ink.<br /> Kelly's front door flew open and I could hear her screams of excitment as i hopped out as the crapola groaned to a hold. Almost as if it was warning me that it was it's final journey.<br /> <br /> "Oh so you are staying? What about Ink?" I sighed.<br /> She knew as well as I did it was about time I told him and it would be better if I told him before someone else did. God knows she may look like me but she had his emerald eyes.<br /> It didn't take a genius to figure out he was her dad.<br /> Evergone and there mother knew Ink and I were as thick as thieves as teens. Suddenly showing up 5 years later with a 4 year old screamed gossip central.<br /> "I'm gonna have to talk to him, but I need a job. I can't sleep on your couch forever. If he doesn't wanna be involved I'll leave him be. We don't need the trouble. I don't blame him if he doesn't wanna be apart of her life."<br /> "You never know, Angel. Mike's said the club's done some good things in thae last few years. Maybe hes changed."<br /> "I doubt it Kel." I said blowing on the hot coffee she had just passed along the counter.<br /> "You never know, Ink was never a bad guy." she said kindly and she wadnt wrong. What Ink did was so out of character but his words cut so deeply.<br /> "He didn't want me once. He made that clear"<br /> "That was 5 ye-" but before she could finish I cut her off<br /> "Does Sage still have Try Out Tuesdays?" I ask quickly<br /> "You wanna be a stripper?"<br /> "I already am one Kels, it's good money. Plus try outs are a good place to start 1k if i win, plus tips and a job. Sounds like easy money to me" I shrug taking a long sip.<br /> Kelly raised an eyebrow before looking me up and down "yea if i had your bod i would too girl but you know Sage's is a club joint"<br /> "So?" Yea the MC owned Sage's but that wasn't going to stop me. I was bound to run into them. Might as well get it over with.<br /> "Your funeral" she sings walking to the pantry to pull out some biscuits.<br /> "Itll be alright, Kels" I said with a smile. She was comcerned about people getting handsy but if anyone touched me they'd know quickly not to do it again. I wasn't some doormat or snowflake any longer.<br /> "Could you watch Lila tonight so I can go try out? Just need to go for a run and get ready"<br /> "Omg really?" She squealed excitedly. I wasn't sure why Kelly was a nurse she was more suited to working eith kids. She was obsessed and so clucky.<br /> Smiling I quickly ran her down on Lilas updated list of fave movies and bedtime routine.<br /> "Yes. I love Moana!" She squealed pulling a microwave packet of Popcorn from the pantry.<br /> <br /> A few hours later I had showered tucked Lila in and hopped into the car and pulled up to Sage's.<br /> My back seat full of boxes and bags begging to be unloaded in the morning.<br /> Parking in the back corner of the car park a line of bikes ran the length of the club. And I could see Sage standing outside taking a drag of her smoking by the back door. Grabbing my bag I pulled my coat tighter as I closed the gap between us.<br /> "Those will kill you one day" I teased quietly strolling up to her through the now dark car park.<br /> "Yea ye- Angel?" Sage gasped dropping the smoking on the ground.<br /> "Oh my god, your-....But you-.....Are you....Oh my god" she babbled. Pushing her hair out of her face. I tried to give her a gentle smile.<br /> Sage was undeniably gorgeous. Naturally icey blonde with deep blue eyes like the ocean after a storm. With the attitude to match resting bimbo face was no match for Sage. She was a wonder. She was dressed in tight blue ripped skinny jeans and killer black heels with a diamonte bra covered with a sheer black blouse.<br /> "You still do try outs Tuesday?" I said quietly reading her confused face.<br /> "Yea, yea of course. Do you wanna?" She seemed to pale slightly.<br /> "You bet" I smiled<br /> "Okay come on. I'll show you the dressing room" Sage grasped my hand like she thought I was going to disappear any second. I knew it would be a shock I had returned I hadn't even said goodbye to anyone the night I left town.<br /> I just disappeared. Packed my stuff even stole my mum's car. Not that she even noticed because she never reported it stolen.<br /> As we walked up the back steps into the dressing rooms a few heads turned to look. A few I remembered as club hang arounds. One I knew very well then stepped up to me.<br /> "Angel?" She hissed anger flashed in her eyes.<br /> She had gotten implants that was for sure. The fake things stuck out like traffic cones under her orange bikini and terrible fake tan.<br /> "Cherry" I replied coldly. She was a bimbo then in high school . She would be a bimbo now. She hated me then. She clearly hated me now.<br /> The fun begins<br /> "What the fu-" Cherry started flipping her bottle blonde fried hair over her shoulder.<br /> "One more word and you're fired" Sage snapped cutting her off. Shock covered Cherrys face as I smirked.<br /> "Bu-" Cherrys mouth dropped open.<br /> "What? What was that? Shut up and sit down before I give her your job" Sage snapped Cherry plopped into her seat with a huff continuing on her makeup.<br /> The other staring girl quickly followed in suit. Not daring to question Sage.<br /> "Okay so here is your spot. I'll give you your hours after your performance" Sage said showing me to a little makeup desk and mirror in the corner beside the inner stairs.<br /> "But I haven't even-" I started<br /> "Dont argue. You've got the job. I know you'll be great with that bod. Pwoah. You are fine" Sage said with a wink "I'll be at the bar. You're up in 30 so better get a wriggle on. Whats your stage name?"<br /> "Destiny" I smiled.<br /> 30 mins later I'd probably broken a world record for fastest makeup up application. False lashes, a Smokey eyes and covered in body glitter finished with a long hip length raven black wig that was on so tight I'd probably get a headache.<br /> I was hoping it hide my face long enough i wouldnt get immediatly recgonised. But i doubted it.<br /> God knows I'd probably get recognised in 30 seconds just like Sage did.<br /> I had slipped on my outfit, a sheer holter neck hooded crop top with lace papillae pasties underneath and strappy cheeky matching bottom and 8 inch pleasers before heading to the inner stairs.<br /> Quickly looking back across the room to see 2 other woman standing right next to Cherry whispering and glaring.<br /> I blew a buss in her direction before continuing down the stares hearing her yell "bimbo!"<br /> Well she wasn't wrong.<br /> I wasn't the same girl I was 5 years ago. And shed learn the hard way if she thought otherwise<br /> It would be her mistake if she stepped up to me.<br /> I wasn't interested in bimbo fights but I sure it would take her bad mouthing if she started up.<br /> 3 years of self defense and boxing had kept me fit as well as safe from anyone. Living as a single mum in an area with no self defense skills was a recipe for diaster so I also bought a taser and mace.<br /> And it wasn't my first rodeo being a stripper. Guys getting to handsy before the bouncer got around to kicking there asses out. But I made sure they knew to keep hands off. 3 broken noses, 4 broken fingers and 2 ruptured testicles later guys new not to touch the merchandise.<br /> I wouldn't take it from anyone now. Men or women. I wasn't a victim of anyone's.<br /> As I neared the DJ booth recognition flashed on his eyes before he took my song request.<br /> As my song started. A wave of anxiety flooded me. But with a deep breath I focus on my routine. I knew it well. It was my fave and my most popular.<br /> As I walked around the pole faces all around looked up seeing a seemingly new face.<br /> Body rolling and a few spins to the slow building beat. A few simple tricks later money was flying up at the stage. A few hoots and hollers encouraged my dancing as it went into the chorus again stripping off my hoodie now only in the pasties and thong. As I spun around to face the bar my eyes landed on him.<br /> I'd remember those eyes anywhere. Till the day I died.<br /> My daughter's eyes.<br /> Ink.<br /> He looked pissed but I wouldn't let him win. Continuing my routine as it neared the end his eyes were felt burning into me. Heat built from my core. He was even hotter then 5 years ago. His hair was longer tied into a man bun uptop his head and he had grown in a beard. But not a ratty kind. Manly and well taken care of.<br /> He wore his cut over the top of a hoody but i could see his tattoos on his hands and neck.<br /> He was hot.<br /> I felt my papillae harden as I held his gaze as I grinded against the pole finished up the routine.<br /> Cheers filled the club as more money flew up into the stage. I picked it all up and my clothes as gracefully as I could before making my way off the stage towards the stairs letting the next girl start her routine.<br /> Before I reached the stairs at the back of the room large hairy arm wrapped around my waist. Yanking me towards 2 men standing alone.<br /> "Hey Doll, you must be new here" one slurred tightening his arm around my waist like a boa constrictor.<br /> "Give us a private dance would ya?" The one who touched my waist said and then trying to slide his hand over my hip to grab as handful of my cheek.<br /> "Hands off." I said coldly as they stiffened ones grip on my shoulder got firmer.<br /> "Aww dont be that way doll" the second drawled lowing his hand to rub the top of my hip.<br /> "I said..." I began quickly twisted the first ones hand off my shoulder hearing him curse in pain as I twisted out of his grip and threw my wrist into his nose. As he toppled away the second tried grabbing my wrist only to have my knee connect with his nose as I grabbed a handful of his salt and pepper hair it let out sickening crack as he fell to the ground screaming in pain.<br /> "Don't touch" I snapped as they both rolled onto the floor swearing in pain.<br /> "You bimbo!" One cursed turned to reach out to me again. But before he could touch me again the toe of my pleasers pressed on his crotch.<br /> "Sorry what?"<br /> "Nothing" he spat out glaring at me with his bloodshot eyes.<br /> "Now Barry what did i tell you about touching my girls" Sage said appearing beside me her touch on the small of my back gliding me out of the space. Sage spoke to two prospects who had suddenly appeared also telling them to throw them out.<br /> "You ain't welcome here ever again" she yelled guiding me upstairs, i knew better to look back and connect eith Inks eyes I had no doubt were boring into the back of my skull.<br /> "Remind me not to bang with you" one of the prospects mumbled looking impressed at the 2 groaning bleeding men.<br /> "Well looks like your hired love. Got you on 3 days a week from 9 till 2. You'll get $500 a night without tips ontop and you will be popular by the looks of it." Sage handed me a small piece of paper telling me what days I was on. She also passed me a wad of hundred from her back pocket with a smile, before taking her cut from the tips she smiled "looks like you won try outs by a mile, go home love I'll see you Thursday." Sage finished with a wink.<br /> As she reached the balestrate she turned to look at me a final time "Oh Angel?"<br /> "Mmm?" I looked at her shoving the money in my duffle bag.<br /> "Ink saw you" she said softly with gentle eyes.<br /> I sighed unclipping the wig and sliding it off "I know."<br /> "He's gonna wanna talk"<br /> I looked back at her and nodded before she replied the same and headed back down the stairs<br /> "Hey!" Cherry snapped appearing at my side.<br /> "Yes?" I said back bored.<br /> "Stay away from Ink, He's mine" she spat.<br /> "Good. I don't want him" I lied<br /> "I saw you eyefucking him down stairs." She snarled.<br /> "Threatened are we?" I said with a smirk.<br /> "What? No!" Cherry shrieked looking at her minions in outrage.<br /> "You sure?" I asked with fake concern.<br /> "Why don't you get off back to the hole you crawled out of Angel. No-one wants you here" Cherry hissed closing the space between us.<br /> As i stepped up to her with my heels on I was almost a foot taller then her.<br /> "Or What Cherry?"<br /> "You'll regret it! I mean it. Stay away from Ink. Hes. Mine" She snapped. She was about as threatening as a goldfish.<br /> "Don't worry, Cherry. You can have him." I bit back.<br /> Cherry quickly turned with her bottle blonde whipping across my face as she walked away. As if she'd won the battle trapsing off with pride.<br /> bimbo. I thought to myself. Some things never change. I wish her 8 inches would snap and shed break an ankle or something.<br /> All I knew was when Cherry finds out about Lila I was screwed. And if she told Ink before me I would be totally screwed. And not in a good way.<br /> God knows I needed it but if I didn't tell him before he found out through someone else it would be really bad.<br /> I quickly changed back into my normal clothes before hurrying down the back steps heading towards my car.<br /> Only when I got down the step I crashed straight into a wall I hadn't realised was there before.<br /> A wall that smelt amazing. His cologne hit my nose in a wave. I almost moaned at the familiar smell before snapping out of it.<br /> I muttered bouncing back. Looking up my eyes met with those Emerald Green eyes that lit a fire in me I could never control.<br /> "Better watch were you going, Darlin" he said with the voice I remember.<br /> His voice was killing.<br /> Sweet baby Jesus.<br /> "Or what?" I snapped stepping around him.<br /> "Woah, someone's fiesty" he scoffed following behind me.<br /> "Leave me alone, Ink" I couldn't tell him hear and my body screamed run. As fast as i could. Away. Right now.<br /> "Playing hard to get Darlin'?" he drawled I could hear the smile on his lips.<br /> "I'm not playing anything with you, Ink." I snapped closing in on my car. Shoving the key in the door. Twisting it as fast as I could.<br /> "Aww dont be that way" Ink whined smoothly as I yanked on the door.<br /> "Leave me alone, Ink." I fired back<br /> "Why do you have a booster seat in your car? It is for a baby, isn't it?" He said suddenly. Panic raced through me but I didn't make eye contact. I felt the blood drain from my face.<br /> "I...I..."	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1,938,441	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938446}'	Yes	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	337993076049480	Go to the full episodes NOW👉👉👉	❤️📺❤️Three years ago, Crystal, the daughter of billionaire Brown family, was saved by Charles. To repay him, she hides her true identity and marries him, helping his struggling company. Charles' family constantly humiliates her, unaware that she is the heiress of the city's wealthiest family.Upon her return as the Brown family heir, how will Crystal treat those who once mistreated her? And can Charles mend Crystal's broken heart and win back her love?	INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=live.	126997507157767	SHORT TV	https://facebook.com/61551042265812	408,659	4	1,010,709,034,101,400	2024-07-26 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	1	0	Install now	SHORT TV	120210080302030424	play.google.com	NONE	video		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=live.shorttv.apps		2024-07-26 11:55	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453210291_1638711720316430_1704410819743218546_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=N_Rxi-MgFbEQ7kNvgEan5zs&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYC6k8Hgfukin1CkvnOxQwiC9knFVNqJyNl3sfe4DoXXfA&oe=66AA1464	person_profile	SHORT TV	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453091045_1437105773635251_6243530918936560762_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7ymyu2xKA18Q7kNvgGKdtcG&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYB_GuypBV4symbu7WR-VU4K0rxBCIxjnnDOJyQCiXsm_g&oe=66A9F6E7	3	SHORT TV	2024-07-26 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,938,810	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938081}'	Yes	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	1013058913689101		MONDAY JULY 29TH PREVIEW FOR THE LIVE FACEBOOK AUCTION!! STARTS LIVE AT 9AM ON MONDAY!! OPEN FOR VIEWING AND PICKUPS FROM 8:30AM UNTIL 1PM!! YOU ARE MISSING OUT IF YOUR NOT WATCHING OUR EPIC AUCTIONS!!!!	MESSAGE_PAGE		711191112342948	Egnash Auction	https://facebook.com/EgnashAuction	2,342	1	1,155,955,665,638,519	2024-07-26 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	Send message	Egnash Auction	6596416662585		NONE	video			{"type":"VISUAL_EDITOR","version":2,"landing_screen_type":"welcome_message","media_type":"text","text_format":{"customer_action_type":"ice_breakers","message":{"ice_breakers":[{"title":"Can you tell me about upcoming events?","response":""},{"title":"Can I check the price of an event?","response":""},{"title":"Can I buy tickets for an event?","response":""}],"text":"Hi {{user_first_name}}! Please let us know how we can help you."}},"user_edit":false,"autofill_message_edited":false,"ice_breakers_edited":false,"welcome_message_edited":false,"surface":"boosted_post","ig_boost_ctx_convo_starter_update_status":"\"\""}	2024-07-26 09:24	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453096770_798720125577509_2243359947683307152_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=V0-lzvKDMEkQ7kNvgEp6gY9&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCirSmHDSZWnNvYRhdMJC__ZIWT_ot4VXj5BEFJcsQyRg&oe=66A9F51E	person_profile	Mike Egnash	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452952390_2122496121470067_8792906013790908715_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pE7AJTVgd8cQ7kNvgGqezhw&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDRFm04qnQLYiHg3kZ6_inHLa0bXngII3U1eQhx_JhDYA&oe=66AA02FF	3	Egnash Auction	2024-07-26 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,938,210	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	1447027335950886	How To Fill Your Coaching 24/7 Automatically..	Are you tired of giving away freebies to tire kickers & leads that never convert?<br /> <br /> It's time to REPLACE your frustration with a simple strategy to fill your premium coaching programs and courses every month - without endless sales calls or wasting money on ads..<br /> <br /> When you sell your own micro offers, it's like a selling machine that works 24/7 for you and…<br /> <br /> ➡️ Brings NEW sales every day <br /> ➡️ Grows your list of buyers (free) <br /> ➡️ Upgrades a stream of clients into your premium offers. <br /> <br /> ❌ No more sales calls<br /> ❌ No more posting on social media�<br /> ❌ No selling in DMs�<br /> ❌ No more freebie seekers<br /> <br /> You'll know exactly how to add new BUYERS every day and ONE micro offer is ALL you need right now.<br /> <br /> 💡 Discover my secret weapon to instant customers . . so you know exactly how to acquire new clients, daily on autopilot...<br /> <br /> For a limited time, you can access the Micro Offer Method for just $17. <br /> <br /> 🔗 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.thepowerhouseceo.com%2Fmicro-offer-method&h=AT24wA5LxylS5CAwhNTZ8N8onfFK6M7rgXIZDJKmToVnWBdg0g4Th26AnzX5PeOtK4xfVz2TNes6u2LSUe-CMxThXqk4RMqKSDv9RvF625FTAU2eoMAqizGn4LFCVF4An660ttAsrPV--w" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.thepowerhouseceo.com/micro-offer-method</a>	LEARN_MORE	https://www.thepowerhouseceo.com/micro-offer-metho	239560782783498	Kelly Fidel	https://facebook.com/kellyfidelfan	8,952	1	1,027,445,248,303,181	2024-07-26 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	Learn more	Kelly Fidel	6617344725756	thepowerhouseceo.com	NONE	image	Discover how to create a paid micro offer that attracts clients every single day, grows a list of buyers, covers your ad costs, and upgrades a never-ending stream of clients into your premium coaching and courses.	https://www.thepowerhouseceo.com/micro-offer-method		2024-07-25 17:49	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452958397_1124460611950553_8137505259245262418_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DveW5GgP4pUQ7kNvgHKe_Kz&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYD2unyizZrgXhL42tbb_sjJlao3gYy7S_1DwVRHdSnq-g&oe=66AA0571	person_profile	Kelly Fidel-The Powerhouse CEO	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452948693_376683775130220_2300282306922263612_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FP_GjmxVt_cQ7kNvgHoFqar&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDYttYzxnpQ8IMWeoQ6sr0pjZXxxqDP5-LcrM6goVA9TQ&oe=66AA0DD8	3	Kelly Fidel	2024-07-25 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,938,283	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	1646373609454564	The Family Foundation Solution: Raise Caring Kids	Are you a successful entrepreneur worried about raising entitled kids?<br /> <br /> What if there was a way to avoid entitled trust fund kids, build a family legacy, provide purpose to your family and slash personal tax bills by up to 60%?<br /> <br /> The best part? You could use government money to do all of the above! → <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT1aAOkgadmWTZG1Lj1wfco2AWw1o2SH93dY0NtWC3HtJzHx68gQK4x1T98WsaaTxb-SUkAgplqD9-L_XUX7V6EyBJxAL1GHVfjnJsmdUS0Qni-GOLjak56k7ds1fLFkDENzF_N87vK-lg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a> <br /> <br /> Hey, I’m Tom Kelly. I built a $50 million tech company while raising over $500 million for over 250,000 non-profit organizations. <br /> <br /> I have 3 amazing children and I wanted them to understand the value of money and supporting causes, but I didn’t have an intentional way to do that.<br /> <br /> Of course, I had a typical trust setup, but I wanted to avoid raising trust-fund children who might squander it all.<br /> <br /> Having decades of experience in the non-profit sector, I approached my team, which consists of an army of lawyers, accountants, estate planners, and advisors, to see if there was something I could do as an entrepreneur that would give meaning to my wife, educate my children on money, support charitable causes, build generational wealth and legacy, and reduce our tax liability … <br /> <br /> And after years of planning, we discovered what I now call the “Functional Family Foundation” - a tool that the ultra-wealthy have used for generations to build a legacy while caring for their families and worthwhile causes.<br /> <br /> And we even figured out a way to slash personal taxes by up to 60% and use government money to fund the foundation.<br /> <br /> If raising caring children and building generational wealth and legacy are important to you, I invite you to watch a short video I created explaining this in more detail. If it resonates with you, we can schedule a call to see if and how this can work for you.<br /> <br /> Click here to learn more and schedule a call - <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT3B5fLDoQiJstmrhCD0dtZxnfJrOAU_nB6eewuzLvZbP0UoT2ttj5c3sO6tUz5if4-F5GDzlNqulSF1PS-FoKGmolzH8RtcccKl3Dlb5WgqzWAfVeJtVOGvocsunQUB_LZNb-4wFwNHWQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a>	LEARN_MORE	https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply	108060034959016	Tom Kelly	https://facebook.com/realtomkelly	13	1	853,526,172,970,882	2024-07-25 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	Learn more	Tom Kelly	120209702621910620	go.realtomkelly.com	NONE	image	Best of all, this system works DESPITE capital gains challenges and legislation changes, AND all without putting dead-end trusts in place, turning your kids into trust fund brats, or giving away all your money without any oversight.	https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply		2024-07-22 16:03	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452291536_1515907045669416_3731406413820615173_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BitlOdOsJQcQ7kNvgFLhqM0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYAd9je_dKoILb7mFJs6ElgSUte8p2LkKqpN-uZWB18rfQ&oe=66AA221E	person_profile	Tom Kelly	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452559105_454720017460376_5356955106305557152_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xdI0E4M1BegQ7kNvgFMmrGm&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDPbQZha-o4P2VsJJ1ErAz_KCBdBJKaq4V5Cd9ctUBiBA&oe=66AA1A98	3	Tom Kelly	2024-07-22 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,938,308	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1938081}'	No	2024-07-26 19:18	active	1175	404906905375176	Coach Kelly LIVE	Ready to conquer the PSAT/NMSQT? <br /> <br /> Coach Kelly LIVE is here to help you master the skills needed for college and beyond. <br /> <br /> This specialized camp for 10th graders, is designed to enhance reading, math, and writing abilities. <br /> <br /> Join us on September 9th at 6 PM to kickstart your student's journey to success. <br /> <br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fhubs.li%2FQ02HSbzg0&h=AT04jP1FcH__JDJbBzV7yz2glI8LfAgVq8GU_t9de1a2QKzf3d6i3O3K2SlCie8-dYrsHVXa6relnTqbU6kSps0r-j8UDe8wXFDx67bXKeg8nAVZMAyaTL21qFM7je_Tm12uKGmhWwpLFg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://hubs.li/Q02HSbzg0</a>	CALL_NOW		101509928171063	Coach Kelly LIVE	https://facebook.com/coachkellylive	1,510	1	2,512,472,672,284,434	2024-07-26 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	Call now	Coach Kelly LIVE	120210125467630430		NONE	image	Coach Kelly LIVE is an interactive, individualized platform that partners with families and educator			2024-07-25 14:38	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452871348_1503252300281269_7566482708578437122_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WnvDbyRcCMMQ7kNvgGq7pg-&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYD3-wAUXzpBDZmSwfTM-HnlDZlGXYGOJpyBFIQ8YTFsRg&oe=66A9F6C4	person_profile	Coach Kelly LIVE	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452932558_1175276367120533_637522717238624445_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bVRAdtqyZAUQ7kNvgGg06W3&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYAp5Rd8XcRrGov_V3QJE5H3M03UG8VavpIUEUJxzypeyA&oe=66AA2177	3	Coach Kelly LIVE	2024-07-25 02:00	View Edit Delete

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