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    The Life I Always Wanted
    The Life I Always Wanted
    The Life I Always Wanted
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    The Life I Always Wanted

    By Louisa Nixon

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    When Aria met Sam she thought she had hit the jackpot.
    Sam seemed like the perfect boyfriend, until he started to show his true colours and Ria has no where to turn, no one to help her.
    That is until she meets Logan Quaid.
    He offers her a way out, but is Ria strong enough to take it?

    This book is intended for mature audiences only as it contains scenes of a sexual nature and some scenes of violence which might be unsuitable for some readers.


    Intended for readers over the age of 18 due to adult themes and scenes of violence.
    *The book is set in England and written in standard British English*

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLouisa Nixon
    Release dateMay 14, 2016
    ISBN9781386334545
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      The Life I Always Wanted - Louisa Nixon

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Chapter 17

      Chapter 18

      Chapter 19

      Chapter 20

      Chapter 21

      Chapter 22

      Chapter 23

      Chapter 24

      Epilogue

      Acknowledgements

      Chapter 1

      Now

      ––––––––

      Come on you fat bitch hurry up and get ready! He shouts up the stairs at me,

      Hold on, just give me a minute, I meekly call back.

      God I hate him, my lovely husband of five years and his ‘wonderful’ way with words.

      I wish I could tell him to fuck off, of course I could never say that to his face. That would result in him getting mad at me and receiving a swift backhand across my face for my trouble - so I’m better off not saying anything.

      I've been waiting long enough, Aria. Now hurry the fuck up before I have to come up there and make you! He shouts again, his voice sounding more impatient than the last time.

      I’m sitting on my bed trying to hold in my tears as well as my kangaroo pouch of a stomach in this stupid dress that he’s making me wear.

      A dress that he purely picked out just to make me feel uncomfortable -  ‘Husband of the Year’ material right there.

      I am trying to work up the courage to put one foot in front of the other and make myself leave the bedroom and walk downstairs when I hear him shout at me again,

      Aria, now for fucks sake! I want to see what you look like in that lovely dress. His voice holding that horrible sneer to it - the one he uses when he wants to put me down and belittle me.

      Taking one last, long, deep breath in, I stand and walk towards to the full length mirror - my long blonde hair is brushed and styled the way he likes it and my make-up is done to his standards. My green eyes look sad and dull as they travel down the length of my body in the mirror. A miserable woman in a body hugging green dress is staring back at me.

      Jesus, a size 14 woman does not belong in one of these dresses, I mutter to myself.

      It wouldn't do me any good to tell  him down there that, because he would revel in my misery and I will not give that bastard the satisfaction.

      Suck it in Ria. Hopefully no one will notice your stomach. A few hours at a shitty work party and then you will be back home, I think to myself.

      I assure myself one more time - pep talk done, so I turn and make my way out of our bedroom and walk down the stairs.

      About fucking time! I thought I was going to have to come and get you!

      He shouts at me once again as I descend down the stairs - causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up. Never any praise, that isn’t his style.

      Let's go. We're running late, thanks to you and your fucking dithering.

      My loving husband had recently got a promotion at work and this party was to celebrate it.

      You look nice, I say to him in a gentle tone, hoping he won’t continue to keep shouting at me.

      "Yeah, wish I could say the same about you, but that would be pointless. How is the diet going by the way?" He says with that nasty sneer again.

      I'm doing good.  I'm not far from my goal weight now, I've lost two stone so far.

      Really? I can't tell, he says, his voice laced with venom.

      I put my coat on and keep my head bowed down, avoiding any eye contact with him as I hold my tears at bay. I try to not let it get to me and try to push the hurtful comment away before it has chance to stick like the many other hurtful comments have done in the past, but as much as I try, I always lose; The comments always stick, making my mind an even more heavier burden to carry.

      Come on Aria! We're leaving now, I ain't got time for this shit!

      He roughly grabs my arm and all but drags me to the car, causing me to nearly lose my balance.

      You’re driving back, I want to have a few drinks.

      I nod my head in  agreement, It is pointless saying anything. It’s his way or the hard way and I definitely didn't want that tonight.

      Why I ever married Samuel Langford is beyond me, why I ever gave him the time of day all those years ago is another thought that plagues me daily.

      I was nineteen and I thought he hung the moon, by the time we got married a few years later I was stuck in this disaster of a relationship and until I gathered the courage to leave him I was trapped and he knew it. Staring out of the car window I try to hold back the tears that threaten to fall again as I let my mind begin to wander.

      Chapter 2

      Me aged 19

      ––––––––

      I had the day off from work and I decided to have a wander around town and maybe treat myself to a coffee or ten to pass the time. I’d do anything to avoid spending the day with my parents. It's not that I didn't love them, I did - well sort of. They were overbearing and always in my face and tried everything they could to involve themselves in my life. Nothing I did was ever right or good enough. In their eyes I always managed to screw things up and they made sure I knew that most days, It was very tedious not to mention disheartening.  So it was just easier to try and keep out of their way when I could.

      Jumping off the bus, I head straight towards the local coffee shop, deciding to try something new today.

      Large Latte, please. I tell the cashier. Once I collect my drink from the Barista I go and find a free table, pulling out my Kindle I decide to finish off my latest read while I drink my Latte. I bury my head in my book, letting the world pass me by as I get more lost in the book that I’m reading.

      Excuse me. Is this seat taken?

      I look up and see a man standing by my table, a coffee in one hand and a laptop bag in the other.

      Is it taken? There's no other spare table and I need to use my laptop quickly. I won't be long I promise.

      Staring up into his blue eyes, I nod. Sure, sit. I'm leaving soon myself.

      The man in front of me quickly places his laptop bag onto the table.

      Cheers, I've got shit loads to do and not enough time to do it, he half laughs as he says it. He sits down and I pay him no more attention as I go back to reading my book.

      My name is Sam by the way.  I look up at him and gently place my Kindle down.

      I just thought since we are table mates we might as well know each other's names.

      Oh okay, I chuckle nervously. Aria Jacobson, but most people just call me Ria.

      Hiya, Aria Jacobson. Samuel Langford here, pleased to make your acquaintance. Most people call me Sam, he says as he gets up out of his chair, then bows in front of me while rolling his arm in front of his waist with dramatic flare.

      Sit down you dumb ass, I say with a laugh as he sits back down. I can’t help but notice how good looking he is. Having paid more attention to my Kindle earlier, I hadn't really clocked that he actually was a hottie. When he stood up, I realised just how tall he was and how much he would tower me. Well it wouldn't be hard since I'm a 5ft 2 inch Elf.  Even through his clothes I can tell he must work out and have a nice body by the way his clothes fit him perfectly,  he has dark, inky hair and a set of  crystal clear, light blue eyes that I could get lost in.

      Get a grip, Ria, I think to myself, anyone would think I had never seen a hot man before.

      I’m sitting, I'm sitting, calm down. He laughs to himself as he sits back down in his chair. I just thought that a pretty lady like you should have a proper introduction.

      Seriously Sam, do those lines usually work on the ladies? I ask him with a smirk.

      Yeah, well most of the time, well, okay not often if I’m being honest, he says with a wry smile, feeling amused I smile back at him. Sam goes back to whatever it is that he’s doing on his laptop. Thinking that the conversation is over, I start to gather my things together as I finish off the last of my now cold Latte.

      Are you leaving now, Ria? Sam asks casually, while typing away.

      Yes. I'm going to have a look around the shops for a while before I have to go back home.

      If Sam picked up on the change in my voice or the slight frown on my face, he never says anything about it.

      That's a shame. I was just finishing up here and I wanted to chat and to get to know you better.

      Seriously Sam, those lines are utter crap. You need to work on new ones.

      He looks up at me. I wasn't using any lines then, he says as he waggles his eyebrows at me.

      Bollocks! I counter, laughing.

      There is just something about him that pulls me in. Sure, he’s nice looking but his banter and the stupid faces he pulls have me hooked.

      Okay, since you think I'm using lines on you I will now be perfectly honest. I think you are very pretty and I would like your phone number please, then maybe we could see about going on a date. Will that work? He asks with a hopeful tone to his voice. I consider for a few moments what he has asked me,

      You’re very forward, but yeah I will give you my number, seeing as you asked so nicely.

      I give him my mobile number and he confirms it by repeating  it back to  me.

      Cool. I'll definitely be in touch pretty Ria, he says as he stares and smiles at me - I blush under his watchful eyes. I was far from pretty, in my opinion I was passable at best, but never what I would

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