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Chai Brenadee Cyndel
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Wife of wealth and power but a prisoner. Trapped in a world of murder lies and deciet. Tarence Samuel Cyndel... her husband and provider an upstanding business man but his true life she knew well. Power and money man... almost his own little mob. He was an abuse addict and she had little doubt with certain things that went on that no one ever caught the guilty party... She was sure her husband was a rapist as well. Resigned to this life she looks the other way and remains silent to it all having learned the hard way the power of his fists and reach of his sway with the Mob. So she goes about her life shopping and dining out with other wives of his associates upstanding or underworld and tries to forget what her husband is does and well could be. She has no real contact with her sisters as far as her husband knows. They used to visit but for some reason she felt that would be very bad after she saw how Terence looked at her baby sister Anastacia. She has found a “safe haven” when time will allow in the arms of a young man in her husbands employ as a jack of all trades and Stable manager
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She walked out onto the back patio after Tarence left. She was a little shaky but still managing to carry herself out into the sunlight. She had to get out of that house though did not feel like going out after Tarence latest "desire" for her. She sat down on the edge of the pool letting her legs sink into the water. Her eyes closed as she tried to force the images from her mind and the pain from her body. She clawed slightly at her wrists still feeling his vice like grip around them. This was the life she had come to realize she was trapped in. THe only saving grace was the tenderness of her husbands latest hire Gabriel. He was the stable manager/Gardener/ Jack of all trades. Little did her husband know that his talents even extended to helping her see that not all "Love" hurt. Not that Tarence would care but due to the principle of the matter he would probably beat her worse than ever for her sleeping with another man... Not that he would really honestly care truth be known... not with all his other conquests... she even suspected that he had abused her sisters as well so she quit inviting them over to the point of telling them they were not welcome ever again.
She sat there at the pool her eyes closed trying to forget everything and find the energy to do anything... swim go riding or just roam the grounds the way she usually did in this prison of a mansion.
Chai Brenadee Cyndel
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/NightPoet/Freects/kimS069.jpg
Wife of wealth and power but a prisoner. Trapped in a world of murder lies and deciet. Tarence Samuel Cyndel... her husband and provider an upstanding business man but his true life she knew well. Power and money man... almost his own little mob. He was an abuse addict and she had little doubt with certain things that went on that no one ever caught the guilty party... She was sure her husband was a rapist as well. Resigned to this life she looks the other way and remains silent to it all having learned the hard way the power of his fists and reach of his sway with the Mob. So she goes about her life shopping and dining out with other wives of his associates upstanding or underworld and tries to forget what her husband is does and well could be. She has no real contact with her sisters as far as her husband knows. They used to visit but for some reason she felt that would be very bad after she saw how Terence looked at her baby sister Anastacia. She has found a “safe haven” when time will allow in the arms of a young man in her husbands employ as a jack of all trades and Stable manager
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She walked out onto the back patio after Tarence left. She was a little shaky but still managing to carry herself out into the sunlight. She had to get out of that house though did not feel like going out after Tarence latest "desire" for her. She sat down on the edge of the pool letting her legs sink into the water. Her eyes closed as she tried to force the images from her mind and the pain from her body. She clawed slightly at her wrists still feeling his vice like grip around them. This was the life she had come to realize she was trapped in. THe only saving grace was the tenderness of her husbands latest hire Gabriel. He was the stable manager/Gardener/ Jack of all trades. Little did her husband know that his talents even extended to helping her see that not all "Love" hurt. Not that Tarence would care but due to the principle of the matter he would probably beat her worse than ever for her sleeping with another man... Not that he would really honestly care truth be known... not with all his other conquests... she even suspected that he had abused her sisters as well so she quit inviting them over to the point of telling them they were not welcome ever again.
She sat there at the pool her eyes closed trying to forget everything and find the energy to do anything... swim go riding or just roam the grounds the way she usually did in this prison of a mansion.
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