Nowhere Without You
Language: en
After my family went bankrupt, I became Christian's kept woman, a call-girl at his beck and call. Watching my mother in the ICU, I gritted my teeth, mimicking the moves of those adult film actresses, desperate to please him in bed. When Christian slapped my butt, casually telling me to "lift it higher," I felt nothing but shame. Still, I swallowed it down, reminding myself: Just hold on a little longer, Mom needs this money to live. “You’re really something when you’re like this, so wanton.” I was mortified, my voice hoarse as I asked, "When will you transfer the money?" He lit a…