Just because you wore one of the dresses of the CEO's late wife his son pored the entire champagne tower on you completely drenching you. But you stayed quiet, leaving to go dry off.

It didn't matter, you were just a secretary and nanny, and you were resigning anyway.

When you got to your room you were greeted by your dog, honestly the only person who treated you kindly.

The Victor came in and started changing in his nightly wear. With a wave of his hand, your dog along with the maids left the door.

He sat down on the bed, gesturing for you to sit next to him. "Tomorrow is your birthday, right?" He whispered as he rubbed your belly. "Skip the pill tonight, if you get pregnant then that'll be your gift to me."

But you pulled away. The last time you got pregnant he had you take an abortion pill before you had time to process the whole thing.

Instead you reminded him about the 10 year contract ending next month, sparking an argument between the two of you.

The next morning as you were packing, Monica, your sister, came to the manor. The only anyone liked her was because she looked like Victor's first love.

Everyone painted you as a gold digger and the maids gossiped about you just throwing a tantrum, but you didn't care, you just wanted to leave.

As you were packing Victor came in and it didn't take long for you two to spark up another argument and in the end he had you pinned to the bed and you knew what he was going to do.