I Married a Rich Man But His Mother Insists I Must Sleep With His Elder Brother for Fertility
I thought I had finally escaped poverty when I married Tony — tall, handsome, rich, and from a respected family in Anambra.
We had everything: cars, a mansion, constant vacations. But after one year of marriage, I wasn’t pregnant. That’s when his mother started showing her true colours.
At first, she blamed me for being barren. But the real shock came during a family meeting when she calmly suggested I should “sleep with Tony’s elder brother” so the family name can continue.
She said it’s a “family tradition” — if a woman can’t conceive quickly, the elder brother must help, secretly.
I thought it was a joke until Tony’s elder brother started visiting me late at night, offering me money and whispering that “it’s for the good of the family.”
Now I’m trapped — my husband says nothing, his mother is pressuring me, and I’m losing my peace.
Is this marriage or spiritual prison? Money is sweet, but I never imagined this kind of hidden tradition.
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