Title:Rape By Ssg President

PROLOGUE: "Auntie, it's okay" I told aunty as she pulled my hair into the house. "You really m*l*nd*..you are a woman but what time are you coming home" said aunt angrily I am currently being pulled by my aunt which is my step mother into the house.. aunt just let go of my hair when we got to the living room.. And asusual my two elder brothers are also in the living room and they seem to be very happy with what I am doing. "Auntie, I just worked overtime that's why I just got home" I explained while bowing "You say lum*nd* that's your work, isn't it" replied my step sister Sarah "Yes, you always say that your job is the only reason you do what you do," Sunshine also said "That's not true" I answered "Shut up" I was touched by aunt's cheek By the way, I am Kyla Amethyst Ferrer, 22 years old..I am an orphan, not totally an orphan, well, I have a step mother, my father married her when my mother was n*m*t*y, and my father adopted my step mom's two children. .. When dad died, I became a slave to the family and more than anything they made me a helper..named after the right of the equipment that he gave to his son..is it like cinderella HHAHAHA i dont think so..

"GOOD morning," I greeted the woman at the information desk. "Good morning, ma'am," she greeted me back and smiled. "Which floor is Dr. de Cervantes on?" I politely asked him and he frowned. "5th floor, ma'am. Who are they?" If earlier there was a smile on his lips. Now he was frowning and looking...angry? But why? "I'm Arthea Primero-de Cervantes. I'm his wife," I answered with a smile and I seemed proud to tell him that I was the wife of Dr. de Cervantes. "I'm not joking with you," he said without emotion and I was the one who was very upset. "Me either, I'm not joking around, Miss. I just want to know where my husband's office floor is," I said firmly and there was no emotion in my voice. If he can say he's not joking with me, do I look like I'm joking with him too? Not really, huh? I just want to know which floor my husband's office is on! Oh! It's on the 5th floor! He says. I was about to leave the girl when she stopped me. "Dr. de Cervantes came out earlier, with his wife, miss," he said and really emphasized the word wife. And because of what he said, it seemed like a needle was stuck in my chest. Did I hear it right? Or did I just hear wrong? what? My wife is with her husband? Seriously? Well, I'm still here. Who is that husband? "W-who?" I stuttered to ask the woman. "Jillian de Cervantes," he still smiled at me. Huh? Jillian? Jillian de Cervantes? When did de Cervantes change his surname? And what? J-Jillian? Jillian Ramirez-Are you American? Oh yeah! Jillian, Jillian is his first love. The first woman my husband loved. Levin's first love. I held my chest when I felt it hurt more. Without my own I walked back and I didn't even realize that my tears were flowing abundantly from my eyes. I was at the exit of the hospital when I saw my husband...and that woman was with him. "Thank you for the treat, babe," I heard Jillian say and I stopped walking. "No problem, babe," my husband said with a smile. He was completely different when he was with Jillian. With this woman Lervin was having fun. They were already walking towards my direction and it was like I was nailed to where I was standing. I started to walk and I did. But I lost my balance and fell. I can feel the pain in my chin and I must have a wound in that part. It's funny, I can't stand it. I couldn't move my body. "Miss, are you okay?" asked the man in front of me. Do I look okay in this situation? That's what I would have answered that man. But I couldn't even make my voice out. This is not the first time this has happened to me. I often lose my balance and often cannot speak. Why is it? Is there something wrong with me? H-Am I not normal anymore? "Stand up, stupid." My impending tears began to flow when I heard his cold voice. My husband... #Someday,I'llBeGone

Prologue: KRIZZA'S POV I am forever running here in the vast forest. Tears and don't know where to go. My feet are all sore but I don't care because what's important to me is to get away from this impy-rn-ng place. "There he is!" I was immediately alarmed after spotting some of Jackson's men who were now trying to chase me. I ran even faster until suddenly I tripped. I screamed in pain when something stuck in my left thigh. I cried in pain as I tried to get hold of myself. Even if I wanted to run, I couldn't because of my current situation. D*mn! "Ahhh!" I screamed even louder as I tried to dislodge the wood that was now buried in my thigh. "We got her, boss." I was suddenly chilled after hearing the voice of one of Jackson's men. I slowly turned around and that's when I realized that they were already surrounding me. "He has a wound, we need to get him back to boss." One said and then lifted me into a bridal style. I tried to fight and get away, but what am I fighting against them? There are many of them and I am alone. I can feel the weakness of my body. I am tired of everything that is happening to me now. I just want to die. "Did you really think you could escape me, hm, Krizza?" The man said using his deep, cold voice. He, he is the man I hate so much. The man I thought would protect me, is actually the one who will make me experience a life like hell. I f*ck*ng hate him! "Time to face your punishment, Cara."

PROLOGUE: I'm now looking at a handsome man lying next to me. He sleeps soundly. He is like an angel in my eyes, but if you really get to know him, his attitude is the opposite. "Andrew..." I said his name while my tears fell one by one. "Are you ready, Rhyme?" I looked behind me, I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "You don't have to do this, rhyme. Even if you give your eyes to him, nothing will change. Remember the only woman he loves is -" I immediately stood up from where I was going to sit before he could continue what he had to say. her. "I know that... I'm not the type to just give my eye away. Ian, please talk even now, don't make me worry about that. Let me do it to the man I love. Even that he can't reciprocate the love I give," I bent down and gently stroked my stomach and turned to Andrew. The man I love will never reciprocate my love. "Rhyme, are you that desperate for that man? Rhyme, please talk. As your cousin, I advise you not to give him your eyes. Especially when you bring your child to that man." He preached to me. It's painful to accept. But yes, I'm desperate when it comes to the man I love. In my desperation, even if I knew I was going to harm my future child, I would do it anyway. I will give my eyes to Andrew. "Ian, I'm not going to change my mind. Go ahead, Ian. I...let's continue with the operation. I'm ready." Ma stuttering said My tears continue to fall, trying to wipe them away, but every time I wipe my tears, new ones come out again. "Oh gosh, rhyme! You're pregnant! Don't you even think about the child in your womb!? If we continue this, I'm sure your child's life will be in danger, and then I'll see you again, rhyme. Rich As for the village's family, they can also find a donor!" I'm almost deaf from his yelling at me. Instead of being angry with him, I am angry with myself. I'm so selfish and heartless, because even though I have eyes, I'm still blind for the man I love. "I've made up my mind, Ian. And even if they're rich, the man I love hasn't seen you for almost a few months. Please talk, Ian. Don't just be a dad and do your job." Ian looked at me with anger in his eyes. "I love you as my cousin, Rhyme. But your love for that man is really too much, that even if you know that you will destroy your child, you will still allow the operation. Take care of your life, Rhyme. That's your decision . But I hope you don't feel guilty about what you do." It coldly says that you will still be filled with anger and sadness. A nurse approached him and whispered something to him before looking at me intently. "Get ready, Rhyme. The operation is about to begin. Get ready to kill your own offspring." He said and turned to the man who was fast asleep behind me before storming out of this room. I can't blame Ian. What he said is right. If I make a decision, I may kill the child in my womb. But what can I do? I love Andrew. What is the use of my eyes? If I always hurt myself because of my love for Andrew. If I go blind because I gave my eyes to the man I love, it's not bad. Because even if I love him, I won't see the events that will hurt my heart. To see him happy in the company of others, To see him staring at me, To always push me away and To see him cry when you are out of his sight. "I love you Andrew." I said it almost in a whisper and was accompanied by my tears as I looked at Andrew who had closed his eyes not far away. The man I love the most. Ian didn't stop whining, obviously not wanting to continue with the operation. But he can't do anything. My decision is complete. I thought about the child in my womb. He was not born with a decision, but he was never able to experience life in the world. Forgive mommy, baby. I love your dad so much that I did this to destroy him. Forgive me, my child. I even heard a nurse say to my cousin, Ian, who never stopped cursing before I was engulfed in darkness. "The donor is now asleep, please Doctor, Ian. Let's proceed with the operation." goodbye My child. I really love your daddy.

--- PROLOGUE ANGIE POV "Angie, let's go to the bar later after our class," Ashley said as she arrived and sat next to me. We were in the library, and there weren't many people around. "But isn't it prohibited to drink alcohol or any alcoholic beverages? Doc Saxvora mentioned it last time during his announcement. If you want to drink, I'll just review here," I reminded her. "Oh, come on, you just have a crush on Doc Saxvora. Admit it, you secretly like him," she teased, nudging me with her elbow. "Me? Have a crush on Doc? Who told you that I like him? Stop teasing me and let me review," I replied, feeling annoyed. "Oh, come on, even if you don't admit it, you still have a crush on Doc Saxvora. I can tell, you two would make a cute couple," she insisted. She was right, I did have a crush on Doc Saxvora. I didn't know why I had a crush on him, but I woke up one day and realized I was in love with him. Besides his handsome face, he was kind and hardworking. I knew my aunt and grandmother forbade me from having a boyfriend for now, but a doctor was the only one who made my heart beat faster. "Why are you blushing?" I shot her a look when she said that. Was she really my friend, or was she just being annoying? "Excuse me, are you Angie?" Ashley and I both turned to look at the girl in PE attire holding a badminton racket. I nodded in response. "Doc Saxvora called you to the clinic. He wants to check your height and weight. You missed your appointment last Friday," she added. "Why are you still waiting? Go, your 'beloved' is waiting for you," she said with a smirk. I was glad she left earlier; otherwise, she might have heard what Ashley said. "Shut up, and I don't have a crush on Doc Saxvora. You're shipping me with him, what if he already has a girlfriend or wife? You're being annoying," I retorted before walking away. After a few minutes, I arrived at the clinic. Before entering, I took a deep breath. I entered three times, but there was no response. "What are you doing here?" I jumped in surprise when I heard his voice. I turned around and saw Doc. "Oh, you must be Angielyn," he added. Why was he so handsome? "Yes, Doc, I'm Angielyn, but you can call me Angie. Angielyn is too long," I said, avoiding his gaze. He opened the doorknob and entered. "Come in, you might think I'll carry you inside," he joked. I hurriedly entered, closing the door behind me. "Sit down; I'll look for the index card with your name," he instructed. I glanced at him as he searched for the index card with my name. His attire suited him well, especially considering his profession as a doctor. I didn't want to get hurt, but I couldn't help but think he might already have a girlfriend or wife. "Done checking me," my eyes widened when he laughed abruptly. He noticed it. "Angie, stand up," I stood up and approached him. "What should I do, Doc?" I asked nervously, feeling the butterflies in my stomach. "Remove your shoes and let me see your weight," I took off my shoes before stepping on the scale. He noted my weight on the index card. "What's my height, Doc?" I asked him. "It's a secret," he chuckled, so I didn't bother asking again. My eyes widened when he held my hand and led me to a wall. He pushed me against the wall, making me stand straight. His heartbeat was so fast, and his face was so close to mine. "You're short," he said and wrote it on the index card. Short? I wasn't that short; he was exaggerating. "Next time, drink milk every day, take afternoon naps, and sleep at the right time. Short people shouldn't stay up late; it affects their growth," he said seriously. "But it's okay to be short; at least you're cute," he chuckled. I didn't know what was happening to me; my heart skipped a beat. I was surprised when he pinched my cheek. "Why are you so cute and beautiful in my eyes when I see you here every day?" Huh? "Doc, I was about to tell y—" I couldn't finish my sentence as he kissed me. I was taken aback, and I didn't know why I closed my eyes and responded to his kiss. After a few minutes, we both caught our breaths. "Angie, can you be my girlfriend? I've liked you since we met, and I don't know why I'm so obsessed with you."

Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion.  Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.

“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!

Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"

Brenna lived with her adoptive parents for twenty years, enduring their exploitation. When their real daughter appeared, they sent Brenna back to her true parents, thinking they were broke. In reality, her birth parents belonged to a top circle that her adoptive family could never reach. Hoping Brenna would fail, they gasped at her status: a global finance expert, a gifted engineer, the fastest racer... Was there any end to the identities she kept hidden? After her fiancé ended their engagement, Brenna met his twin brother. Unexpectedly, her ex-fiancé showed up, confessing his love...

Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...

Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"