Shades of Grey
By Edward Grey (copyright)
Ghost writer Alexandria
Untold, riveting story through the eyes of a son
Chapter 0ne
I had just turned 21 excited about my future working as a new medical intern. My father hoped i would come work with him in his company, but my heart was set on medicine.
I had gone up to the attic looking for some of my old books to take with me to my new apartment in Seattle. I came across some boxes pushed to the back of the shelf,
hidden by old books. I gathered the books putting them to the side, opening the lid
of the dusty box, then lifting it out, placing it on the floor in front of me.
I was not prepared for what i was to discover. I sat slumped on the attic floor, i felt as though all the breath had left my body, finding it hard to breath. Picture after picture, nude women, tied up in some kind of sex dungeon. Documents, contracts, between my father and these women; sex slave contracts, his name and signature on the contracts.
Tears fell down my face; my heart was beating so fast i felt as though it was going to burst out of my chest. My father is a sexual abuser, a rapist.
I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand, picking up the contracts and pictures to take downstairs, to confront my father. A million thoughts went through my mind, “Did my mother know?” "How long had this been going on?"..."Who the fuck was this man who had raised me?"
"Edward" i heard a voice calling my name. It was Kaitlin my girlfriend.
"Here you are, i thought you had got lost or something you have been gone awhile." she said greeting me with a smile and a kiss to my lips.
I pulled back as she kissed me dropping the contents i had placed in the folder now spread all over the wooden floors of the attic.
I quickly dropped to the floor scurrying to pick up the documents and photos to hide from Kaitlin's view. She knelt down to help me.
"No its fine, i have this" i said curtly not wanting her to see.
"What's wrong Edward, have i done something, tell me what’s wrong?" Kaitlin asked, placing her hand on mine, she knew me so well, she knew i was upset, hell the evidence would have been written all over my face.
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