Adoption of a foster father took custody billionaire husband

I live in orphanages and was adopted when the new circle of 10 years. The orphan usually very inferior to his. I'm afraid of people looking at me with eyes pity. The sigh or sad faces or the terror of these people when I'm orphans made me feel pathetic.

Thus, even when aware of this, I closed myself again in a private world. I am afraid to meet a stranger, hear people asking about my family and asked about things made me hurt. The closed loop turns me into a little trick.

I really panic. If I can save themselves from this life or accept what fate has an article? (Artwork)

There are many families to orphanages for adoption but never have I been chosen though I am kid has a pretty face. The sisters say they feel uncomfortable when you look my face expression.

Unspeakable joy inferiority pushed me away from normal life. I quietly live and for that he hated as a child. No one wanted me at all. Even my parents, who struggled was born I also abandoned me, then no one could I be goddesses.

Then every year I change up 10. That man to to please and he wanted me to be his son. It's something I can't imagine. The profile of excited for me because I was a wealthy man. He has a loud voice and smile. He was very considerate.

The first days of the new, I almost do not talk with her father. If there is only the sentence is empty, ask this other stuff. Foster father doesn't get angry. He meets my desire and always find a way to be able to chat with me.

Gradually, I began to see the fear and less strange. Sometimes, I tell the foster father heard in class. Last week, he took me to the amusement park, go shopping or I go to select books, comic books. I never asked why his adoptive father are not married. I don't have the habit slip deep into someone's life.

When did more with his body, I realized one thing, he is a very rich and extremely power. Her father everywhere he took me to. They greet my father with fear and respected. All the words of my father with all who make such orders and more than once, I saw a father angry with them when not satisfied with something. But he never did that to me.

I am always surprised with his love for me, a child rearing not in common blood with him. But then, gradually, I long ago accepted the nature-loving toast him and consider him to be his family. I started referring to him as her father, began to see his relatives and begin to know the taste of happiness.

That's the day I snuggle in his father's stories about the news, about a close friend, about you my friend. The afternoon concludes, I am with her father on the street. All strangers are to disappear in favour of intimacy.

Contemptible ever, I thought that he was the father of me really. Childhood deprivation and bitterness gradually drift into oblivion. I grew up and became a girl open minded, always fun, different I quiet before.

Sometimes, I urge the father to marry. I'd like to have him next at old age. The greater, the more I have little time for his father. I go with friends so much and devoted much of his attention for love. My father didn't want me to have a boyfriend. He is very strong in my love story.

When I start up the level three, my father hired bodyguards shuttle every day. After school, I immediately had to return home. If you want to go out with friends, I meet you necessarily agree to have bodyguard. Sometimes, the severity of my father made me uncomfortable but I always think, what do come from his love for me should I accept without complaining.

The father can control but I cannot control my thoughts. I still love even after being the father. We love each other silently whispering together his nostalgia night when everyone has turned off the lights to go to bed.

My lover is a good guy. I've always believed that he would be my husband. But everything is moving in the other direction without ever I can to. My father still says, when I was 20 years old, he will care for me to come to England to learn about fashion design industry of which I always love. My father even said he would buy a House for me to live so that I have the most comfortable learning environment.

But when I was 20 years old, meet the beautiful promises is a terrible thing. Actually, I don't need to study. My father gave me a lot. I am always grateful to him for that. From an orphaned girl, thanks to my father, I became the Lady of a billionaire, are living rich, happy and full.

My dad even said, I would be his heir. Things ran compared with families that he has for me. The shock he brought to me was when he gave a wedding proposal I made of my wife. I thought my father joking but his stolid face again affirm that perfectly seriously.

I was living with my father more than 10 years. In all my thoughts, he's always been my father. The father was unable to get his children, so is incest. But my father and I completely back the same blood line. His father said, he loved me from the first time he saw me in the orphanages. That's why he adopted me and also the reason he dislikes me and call him father.

This is what love? I saw the horror. His father abandoned the way title before. He called me a brother, claiming "I". Sometimes calling me lovingly. I saw panic to shudder. What is happening in my life? I find every way to avoid his father side. He wore my protest, go choose wedding toast, wedding room preparation.

His father said, he was waiting for this wedding for 10 years. He was waiting for me from the time I was just a little girl, growing up, go through time and become a confident young woman and beautiful. How much love, respect of me with people I considered this father dissipate completely.

In just a short period of time, he suddenly became strangers to me. I always put myself in a State of alert. I'm afraid to see his father, to talk with him, afraid he had the intimate gestures to me. I am afraid of this man.

My father said if I didn't agree to do his wife, I can choose the way to go. I've gone to escape the marriage, this seedy but foster father is not a normal person. He didn't let me disappear from his life so easily.

I used to live his life as a lady, money does not have to think, where to go also has the shuttle, doing what most guys down there also now getting thrown out on the street screamed, not ones like, me sleepy doesn't know what to do. But rather I don't earn anything to do. No where does get me at all though there are places when applying in, I found myself admitting requirements they need.

After this I know, all arranged by the father. He paid for them to not get me to do. I have no money, no home. I am forced to return. I certainly can not to this marriage was started, I could not for the wedding to be held. But everything before my eyes fog too.

Night sleep I must also lock the room and used tables, chairs to block the door. I do not dare to lie on the bed. I hugged the pillow to sit in the corner of the room, hiding behind curtains because there have been times, my father on my room at midnight. All the happiness I birdies was now broken, place it is fear not know ever stop.

I really panic. If I can save themselves from this life or accept what fate has an article? My life is forever the travesty never end ...=