Inkspell has a wonderful new story which released today. The story tells about Maria who has struggled for her whole life. If anyone deserves a happily ever after...it's her. I quickly fell in love with this strong woman who does what she needs for her child, who is her first priority. But don't just take my word for it... check it out yourself.....
Maria has lost all faith in men- abandoned by her father before she was born and abused by her boyfriend who loved the bottle more than he did her. And now she was running for her life from him, with their son.
Dave has sworn off women. He’s had it with his unfaithful wife and her numerous affairs on his dime. One the same day as his divorce, he meets a beautiful woman who easily made him forget about his promise. But she’s skittish. She’s hiding something. That makes him all the more interested in her.
So what’s a man to do when the girl he fancies would rather be anywhere but near him? He offers her a job as his live in nanny. Slowly, he turns the four of them into a family, hoping she stayed none the wiser until it was too late to back out.
She forced her legs to move and took a sidestep away from him, counting to ten to take the fear away as she took deep breaths to wake the rest of her body.
“Please take a seat,” she managed to whisper in a shaky voice. She didn’t dare turn to look at him; she couldn’t. His voice was enough to torture her.
She would always hear his wet, hoarse voice uttering those words everywhere she went and with every man she was forced to speak to. She wasn’t going to make the nightmare worse by putting a face to it.
The man chuckled, and from her peripheral vision, she watched him take a seat opposite his friends. Maria kept her gaze on the table away from her new tormentor and clutched her fingers in a tight fist as a spark of anger simmered inside her.
Great! He just had to laugh. That’s going to haunt me too! Why don’t I just look at him and complete the package.
She blinked back her tears and pressed her lips together. The anger inside her was quickly turning in to self-pity. She hated her life and herself even more. She was such a coward for letting herself get to this point. A spineless, cowardly chicken too scared to get out of the hailstorm thundering down on her.
Maria drew in a deep breath, then took out her notebook, pulling herself out of the pity hole she spent most of her time in, long enough to put on a fake smile and take their order. “What would you like to have?”
One of the men looked her over, removing what little clothes she had on with his eyes. “You,” he blurted out.
“I’m not on the menu,”
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