CASHMERE PT1 FRAMED WITH NO INNOCENCE
title-Cashmere PT1 Framed with No Innocence
Author-Sinbad1
Rating-pg-13-for harsh laungage
Spoiler-none
Summary-illena's life goes bad when she is framed for a crime, and thought to have had an affair.
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It was a late thursday night in Kingston. In side the Cashmere mansion right by the front door, were three bags of luggage, illena, looked at them. She was wearing blue jeans, a black shirt and a blue head band. This couldn't be happening. This day had been so bad for her.
Some how she had been framed for money missing from the Christina Fondation. over $200,000 in money that helps sick babies. She would never had stolen money, never, and not to a fondation that she created, that she helped run.
Then there was her marriage of seven years, which was now about to end. illena and her Husband Damian's marriage had not been to good for the last two years . She thought the last month that maybe things were getting better, but when she got home that night. There was her husband sitting in his library, drinking heavly, and looking photo's of her and another man she had never met, in bed together.
"Aren't you gone yet," said damian in a stern voice, behind her.
illena's hands went in to fists. "You need to listen to me."
"I don't listen to whores," he said bluntly
illena turned around and looked at him. "I'M NOT A WHORE!!!" she screamed.
Damian walked passed her, not giving her a look and open the front door. putting her luggage outside.
"Damian please, I don't know what is happening, but I swear I did not cheat on you."
"After putting the last of her luggage out side he slammed the door, and looked at her. "You know I thought after how things have been the last few years. I thought maybe things were slowly starting to work out." Damian said.
"They were," Illena said.
"Shut up, I don't want to hear any more lies from you. " Damian said.
"I'm not lying."
"Yeah like you lied about not stiealing the money from the Christina Foundation." He quickly ran up to her, and grabbed her. How could you still from a charity you said meant, so much to you."
"I didn't I don't know what is happening, but I never touched that money," illena said.
"Oh just like how you didn't touch that man in the pictures. Who is he illena, some one for you to forget what we had."
"No, no never, I swear some one has photo shop those photos of me." illena said.
"I don't believe a word you say. Our marriage is over." Damain said. He started pulling her towards the front, door. illena struggled to get out of his grip.
"Please Damian don't do this, Please." illena said.
"You will be hearing from my lawyer, about our divorcce." Damian opened the door and puched her outside. then he slammed the door and locked it.
illena was on the ground sobbing. she kept repeating "No. no, no, no. " she crawled to the door and pulled her self up. and started pounding on the door. DAMIAN, DAMIAN DAMIAN!!!!!" she screamed.
On the other side of the door Damian was by the door. listening to his wife call out his name. he slowly put a hand on the doorknob, he was about to turn it. Then he just walked off, as his wife's voice kept screaming for him to let her in.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Author-Sinbad1
Rating-pg-13-for harsh laungage
Spoiler-none
Summary-illena's life goes bad when she is framed for a crime, and thought to have had an affair.
Type your cut contents here.
It was a late thursday night in Kingston. In side the Cashmere mansion right by the front door, were three bags of luggage, illena, looked at them. She was wearing blue jeans, a black shirt and a blue head band. This couldn't be happening. This day had been so bad for her.
Some how she had been framed for money missing from the Christina Fondation. over $200,000 in money that helps sick babies. She would never had stolen money, never, and not to a fondation that she created, that she helped run.
Then there was her marriage of seven years, which was now about to end. illena and her Husband Damian's marriage had not been to good for the last two years . She thought the last month that maybe things were getting better, but when she got home that night. There was her husband sitting in his library, drinking heavly, and looking photo's of her and another man she had never met, in bed together.
"Aren't you gone yet," said damian in a stern voice, behind her.
illena's hands went in to fists. "You need to listen to me."
"I don't listen to whores," he said bluntly
illena turned around and looked at him. "I'M NOT A WHORE!!!" she screamed.
Damian walked passed her, not giving her a look and open the front door. putting her luggage outside.
"Damian please, I don't know what is happening, but I swear I did not cheat on you."
"After putting the last of her luggage out side he slammed the door, and looked at her. "You know I thought after how things have been the last few years. I thought maybe things were slowly starting to work out." Damian said.
"They were," Illena said.
"Shut up, I don't want to hear any more lies from you. " Damian said.
"I'm not lying."
"Yeah like you lied about not stiealing the money from the Christina Foundation." He quickly ran up to her, and grabbed her. How could you still from a charity you said meant, so much to you."
"I didn't I don't know what is happening, but I never touched that money," illena said.
"Oh just like how you didn't touch that man in the pictures. Who is he illena, some one for you to forget what we had."
"No, no never, I swear some one has photo shop those photos of me." illena said.
"I don't believe a word you say. Our marriage is over." Damain said. He started pulling her towards the front, door. illena struggled to get out of his grip.
"Please Damian don't do this, Please." illena said.
"You will be hearing from my lawyer, about our divorcce." Damian opened the door and puched her outside. then he slammed the door and locked it.
illena was on the ground sobbing. she kept repeating "No. no, no, no. " she crawled to the door and pulled her self up. and started pounding on the door. DAMIAN, DAMIAN DAMIAN!!!!!" she screamed.
On the other side of the door Damian was by the door. listening to his wife call out his name. he slowly put a hand on the doorknob, he was about to turn it. Then he just walked off, as his wife's voice kept screaming for him to let her in.
(TO BE CONTINUED)