Introduction

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Hey there:-) thank you for giving my book a chance.

Updates
I update almost 3 times a week so I hope this book will be completed soon.

Warnings
1)This book is not yet edited so there'll be some grammatical mistakes, but as soon as I'm done with it I'll start editing.
2)The age gap between the main characters is larger so if you're not comfortable with that you can imagine a smaller age gap you're comfortable with.
3)This is a 18+ book so surely there'll be chapters with smut.

I don't wanna say much and spoil the fun.
Enjoy <3
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Angel's POV

I was never the type to go out and party, hang out with guys or even girls . I was what they call a "nerd". You'd always find me in the library, my head buried deep in a book. Did I care what people said or thought about me? Nope, literally gave zero fucks.

I lived with my dearest mother. My supermom, my dad whose a total douche left us for his sluty blond plastic secretary.

I was only 11 when my parents got divorced. I sometimes ask myself that  hadn't I caught my dad shoving his tongue down the bitch's throut would he still be playing hide and seek with my mom or what. Well doesn't matter what's done is done and I am glad because the motherfucker wasn't even remorseful.

Flashback

He was like "damn it Angelique what did I tell you about coming to my office unannounced!". A very confused 11 year old me just stood there, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Daddy why is Aunt Stacey naked in your office and why are you kissing her? She's not mommy." I said the time my voice finally came back .

And at this moment he had his clothes on, he walked to me and tried to threaten me saying "If you tell your mom what you saw today, I will never take you to Disneyland like I promised." Like what the fuck dude, for a 11 year old I was smart enough to see right through him. None the less I agreed and he took me to a nearby ice cream shop and gave me a treat but I couldn't shake the feeling that my dad was doing my mom wrong.

He later called his chauffeur to drive me back home and said he still had things to take care of, not forgetting to remind me of the consequences of talking about the incident I witnessed not so long ago.

End of Flashback

Honestly I wasn't that dumb, my mom loved my dad. She always spoke highly of him, I saw how loyal she was to him and I couldn't keep this from her. So the first thing I did when I got home I told my mom everything that happened and yes even about that stupid threat. I know I'm a snitch but I don't condone shit. My mom being the hot head she is. She silently filed for divorce. The day she handed my dad the papers he was beyond raging as if we were at fault. The man was totally deranged.

The look he gave me that day still shakes me to the core. Pure hatred, that's what I saw in his eyes. He thought my mom knew nothing and kept playing the game but what he didn't know was that he was the one being played.

He told my mom that she was less attractive and that she has let herself go after being a mom. He talked about how she should be thankful that he still wants her. This man's crazy. He acted as if my mom was his personal priced possession. He said he didn't find her pretty anymore and all that sick bullshit so why didn't he just let her be. I never took my dad to be that sadistic.

From there they split up, my mom took full custody of me since my dad made it clear he wanted nothing to do with me. Well as if I wanted anything to do with a cheating bustard like him. He hated me. I still believe he hates me till date. He never called or tried to contact us in anyway. It's fine though, we're fine on our own. He broke my mother to pieces.

My mom has been trying her best and giving me the best life she can from then. She is doing a very good job even though she thinks I need more because of how my personality turned out. Honestly there's nothing wrong with me. I just don't want to let anyone in.

I have lost all hope in love. I don't want to give anyone a dagger they'll later use to stab me in the back. Even though I feel like this. There's still a small part of me that yearns to be loved unconditionally. Maybe I just need to find the one or not, I don't know. I just need someone to prove me wrong.

I really hope my fate is nothing like my mother's. That would be cruel. What I'm hoping for is a Twist of fate.

I am Angelique Martinez and this is my story.

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