A Twist In Her Story
Act 1 - Chapter 1
Alie/Author
Hello welcome to my story I do hope you enjoy it! But I should introduce you to the characters 🤔.
× She is our FL
× 47 years old
× married
× she is 20
× she is the sunshine girl
× very beautiful
× has three kids
× 59 years old
× single
Mikhail Dmitrievich Orlov
× our ML
× 34 years old
× married
× villainess
× golddigger
× 23 years old
× married
Valeria Aleksandrovna Morozova
A man throws a book at Kathleen. It hit her head she had stumbled and hit the wall.
He then started cursing at her. Though was just dizzy and she could barely hear what he was saying. But she could guess that he was calling her stupid. Her writing sucked and she was a failure.
Maybe this was the end. Yet all she could think now leaning against the wall with blood trickling down her face. It didn't help he was kicking her. But atleast she would be somewhere else.
Kathleen Ronners
Atleast my life's finally over..
And as most would think this was the end of a forty-seven year old woman's life. But life had other plans for her.
Chapter 2
Alie/Author
Welcome to my second chapter!
It had to be at least noon. She woke up and had not felt any pain...That was the first in many years. Well except emotionally of course.
Katherine Whitmore
Well...this is not my room...
She sat up and slid off the bed that had silk sheets. She then walked to the door. She paused...would it open? Was she locked in?
Katherine Whitmore
Well...wouldn't put it past him
[mumbles]
She then moves it and pulls it open. She blinked surprised. She was so used to being locked up by her husband that she hadn't expected it to actually open.
She walks out of the room. Then down the stairs. She didn't run She knew sound only made things worse. So she quietly walked down the red wood stairs. Then she saw in the distance a table that people were sitting at.
Katherine Whitmore
Just great. So, he fuckin sold me to what gang.. A mafia? That asshole.
As she was about to royaly freak put on her so called husband. There was a mirror on the wall. But she looked younger...youthful like she did in her twenties.
Katherine Whitmore
What...the actual...fuck.
Chapter 3
Alie/Author
welcome to the next chapter!
As soon as she walked to the table Ekaterina went to grab her bag bit her bodyguard had already done so. He was an old man in his late fifties.
Ekaterina Orlov
Tsk..Aaron you know I could have gotten it.
She insists, but he had already started walking to the car. Aaron could not speak as his throat was ripped out years ago due to a mafia war. And Ekaterina followed him even though she was a bit upset. That was the thing between Ekaterina and Aaron is she always found something to talk about.
Ludmila the mother of the Orlov heirs was sitting at the head of the table. Alexei sat on the left and Mikhail sat on the right.
They had seen Katherine as it would be hard to miss her hawking gaze at them.
Alexei Dmitrievich Orlov
[mutters]
Eta kapriza ne mozhet prosto tak derzhat'sya podal'she, da?
Ludmila Orlov
[whispers under her breath]
cyka....
Ludmila Orlov
[Instant face change as she smiles]
Why don't you come and sit with us?
Katherine Whitmore
[blinks]
uh...okay
Katherine slowly walks to the table and looks at the chair then sits. She was very confused what was going on. She then began to eat but only what seemed how much every one else was eating.
She made sure not to reach for what others were reaching for and ate minimal but not too less that they would question her.
Alexei Dmitrievich Orlov
So...dear sister in law.
[says with teeth griited]
Ludmila Orlov
Alexei. Enough.
Mikhail Dmitrievich Orlov
Katherine Whitmore what are you doing at OUR table.
Mikhail had spoken in stern tone clearly displeased with her.
Yet, all "Katherine" could think was what he called her. Because inside she was thinking...
Katherine Whitmore
💭 Katherine Whitmore? Like the. the fuckin villainess? Oh shitshitshit. Fuck so I am not sold or kidnapped but instead I'll be murdered?! How the actual fuck will I get out.
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