Marrying into the Bamford family was the ultimate aspiration for girls from elite backgrounds. It promised a life of opulence and boundless wealth, thanks to the Bamfords’ unparalleled influence in both government and private business.
Fortunately, Leilani stood out among the rest and successfully became the wife of Waylen Bamford, a man who possessed not only striking looks but also remarkable business acumen. Deeply in love with her husband, Leilani made every effort to become the perfect wife. However, Waylen’s arrogance led him to treat her no better than a servant, despite her attempts to seduce him using various methods.
One fateful day, Leilani found herself on the brink of drowning in an accident, which left her utterly disillusioned. Determined, she firmly demanded a divorce. Waylen, however, dismissed her request as another ploy to gain attention. Moreover, the Bamford family could not bear the scandal that a divorce would bring.
Leilani’s unwavering insistence piqued Waylen’s curiosity. What fate awaits them? Let’s delve into their story below.
“How dare you,” Caitan shrieks. “Give me that marker.” Leilani jumps back and tucks the marker into her pocket. Caitan rubs at her upper lip, but the ink has already stained the skin. Angry tears fill her eyes, and she raises her hand to slap Leilani. Andrew clears his throat, and Caitan’s hand falls to…
Leilani stands in the doorway, staring at all the food in disbelief. Waylen turns to look at her and smiles. The curtains are open in the dining room, and the midday sunlight streams in and catches in his hair. She blinks and shakes her head, and he walks back to the doorway, taking her hands…
“Really?” Leilani asks. “Never mind that,” Caitan says, looking at the shopping bags at Leilani’s feet. “Are you buying more things with my brother’s money? Hasn’t he given you enough already?” “My relationship with your brother is none of your business,” she answers. “Whatever,” Caitan says, turning to her friends. “You know, she has no…
Rebecca reaches into her wallet and pulls out a black debit card. On the front of the card, there’s a purple and gold thistle—the Bamford family symbol. She catches Leilani staring at the card, and she puts it down. “I know it’s not mine,” she says quickly. “I haven’t had time to set up a…
“Miss Arlington, what’s going on?” the nurse asks. “Why am I on the floor? Oh my god—why are you bleeding?” “I need to go to the hospital,” Rebecca says, panting for breath. “What about Leilani?” the nurse asks. “Is she okay?” “I’m going to be fine,” Leilani says. “But Rebecca isn’t. She’s losing a lot…
Chairs scr.a.p.e across the room, and her eyes flicker open under the blindfold. The men are whispering to each other, and there’s the unmistakable sound of cards shuffling against each other. The kidnappers seem to be playing poker. She dimly wonders what they’re gambling—money from the ransom, chances to take advantage of her—and then she…
“The kidnappers called him,” she says. “They asked for ransom, but he never showed. I think he called the police himself.” “No,” Rebecca gasps. “That’s impossible. I mean, maybe he did call the police, but I’m sure he would have come himself. He cares so much about the baby.” Rebecca’s words hit her harder than…
“So, you think you’re tough?” David asks. “Do you have any idea who I am?” “No, and I don’t care,” Gabrielle says. “I’m not interested in getting to know perverts.” David’s eyes darken, and he says, “I’m David West. My friends and I have a bit of a reputation here.” Gabrielle’s stomach turns, and her…
“You bitch,” David hisses. “Hmm, so not your face then?” she asks. “You’re right—it’s far too visible. We can’t have you leaving the Top Girls Club with cuts all over your face. What about down below?” She glances down at his raging erection and swings the broken bottle back and forth. The men laugh, but…
Jackson shakes his head, and his curly blonde hair falls into his eyes. He pushes it back and grins at her—the expression is charming, almost boyish. She looks down at his bare chest and watches as his ab muscles ripple and flex. He’s wearing nothing but his underwear, and the erection straining against the fabric…