The Seduction Of Molly O'Flaherty - Plot & Excerpts
How had I let it come to this? Me, the girl who used to fight the dock boys in Liverpool, the girl who had not once but twice faced down the bull in my uncle’s pen back in Ireland? It wasn’t enough that I’d been slowly goaded into this trap by the board of the shipping company I’d inherited from my father. But I’d also given the leader of the board, that troll of a man, the ability to make me cry. That itself was worse than the way he’d forced himself on me. If I could have endured it stoically, maybe I wouldn’t mind. Well, I would. But it wouldn’t poison my dignity as well as my body. I used my skirt to scrub at my tongue and the insides of my cheeks, ignoring the tears running down my face, which turned instantly cold against my skin in the chilly room. I cried even harder as I remembered for the ten thousandth time that I had no options. I’d never known a woman to successfully report a man taking advantage of her when the man was as wealthy and powerful as the leader of my company’s board.
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