Amaira's POV
My eyes were tightly squeezed, my palms clutched the sheet tightly and I threw my head to one side when I felt a hand crawling over my body.When I realised I was still in my room, my eyes shot open with a loud gasp, and I took a deep breath of relief. In anticipation, my chest heaved up and down, and drops of perspiration ran down my temple.It was a nightmare all over again!I wiped my upper lip with the back of my palm before turning to reach for the water bottle. My throat was getting dry. But before I could reach for it, my gaze was drawn to the open window.My eyes widened slightly because I am certain I locked it before sleeping.Since the day those monsters attacked me, I have been so terrified that before going to bed, I always make sure that all of the windows as well as the doors to my room, are closed. I don't want even the evil air to enter my room.I took a step back, my heart pounding. I wanAmaira's POV He looked up from his computer and was about to yell when he noticed me."So you came" he chuckled "I was expecting you!"You devil!"Sorry sir, I tried to stop her but..." stated the girl next to me, trying to tell him it is not her fault so that he don't scold him. It is not her fault. No one can predict him. He can insult anyone in public. "You are free to leave!" He added his two cents.She walked out of the cabin with a nod, while taking a deep breath of relief. "My mother needs to undergo an operation today!" I said this while still panting from running and taking deep breaths to fill my lungs with required oxygen. My hair is probably a mess, and my eyes are bloodshot red due to crying and all. But, at the time, I care less about my appearance."Hmm, so?" He asked, tenting his fingers beneath his chin and rocking back and forth on his pricey chair."I want the money that I gave to
Amaira's POVMy mother's surgery was yesterday, and as promised, he helped me in every way possible, not only with money but also with other arrangements. I did not have to look after anything. We stayed awake all night, praying for our mother's quick recovery. My brother was deafeningly quiet the entire time. He was stressed. Because of the life's difficulties he has grown up before his age.I was thankful that Mr. Kingston didn't try anything in front of my brother. He simply helped us, spoke with the doctors personally, and after ensuring that everything was in order, he went to sit in a corner while we paced back and forth in anticipation. He wasn't looking bothered by things happening around him. It was just that he was fulfilling his part of deal fully. The best part, however, was that the surgery was a success. Even though my mother was unconscious, the doctor assured us that everything was fine and that we did not need to worry. After hearing the doctor's words, all of my st
Amaira's POV"Shhh," he said, moving his thumb up to wipe away the tears forming at the corner of my eye."It is just the beginning!" His fingers hooked in the collar of my shirt, and he pulled it slightly, putting force just enough to rip it open, and the shirt's buttons flew into the air. When the cold air hit my bare skin, I lowered my head and began looking down at the floor. I was anyhow controlling my sobs that were ready to burst out of my throat. The next thing I knew, his sinister hands were shamelessly roaming over my exposed skin."Please let me go, sir," I begged, blinking away the tears welling up in my eyes.Although I have accepted his terms to save my mother's life and I have come here on my own yet he could make it stop when he know that I am not comfortable with this. "Now, why would I do that?" he asked, placing his finger under my chin and raising it slightly to force me to look at him. He was cruelly smiling.He slid his forefinger from my chin to my chest and s
Warning: Mature content aheadI have already mentioned in the starting that the story is going to have non con element so if you don't like it than you can skip this chapter. I DO NOT support this in any way. It is just a part of the story and I hope you will take it this way only! ~~~~~~~~~~Amaira's POVHe moved up, his fingers trailing down to unhook my bra, and I squeezed my eyes shut in humiliation. As it unravelled, he growled. My eyes widened as I felt his fingers wrap around my bosom, gently squeezing it."Softer than I expected" he murmured, looking into my eyes while his hands continued their work."No!" My hands went down to claw at his wrist as I whimpered."Yes," he screamed angrily, grabbing my wrist in one large palm and pinning it above my head.Without moving his gaze from me he bent down to take one of my nipples in between his lips. I could feel his chest vibrating with pleasure, whereas I was feeling nothing except shame. I never imagined anyone being with me in
Amaira's POVAs the sunlight began to prick my skin, my eyes squeezed tightly. I tried to turn but I found my body too heavy to move. It was difficult for my eyes to adjust to the sudden change in lighting, so I had to blink several times to adjust to the changes. When my eyes opened and I took in my surroundings, I realised I was not in my room. I shivered with fear as I remembered what he had done to me the night before. The temperature of the room was perfect, the mattress was so soft, and the duvet covering me was made of the finest silk, but everything around me began to prick me the moment I realised it belonged to him.My head turned to the right to find that my body was not tied to the bed, but that the monster who brutally took my virginity the night before was lying above me, making any movement impossible. I could now feel the pain in my ribs because of his heavy weight on my body. He slept carelessly, as if he hadn't committed a heinous crime the night before. But it's n
Amaira's POVIt is been two weeks since I came to my hometown. My family and Bernard questioned why I was not returning to work, so I informed them that I would no longer be joining the company as I had permanently relocated here.They questioned me about why I made such a big decision, so I simply told them I was not comfortable in that company. Moreover, I would like to spend more time with my family. I was missing them and it was now getting hard for me to stay alone. John has received a scholarship, so I no longer have to worry about his studies, and my mother has already undergone surgery and the required treatment in the last two weeks. As promised he provided with all the medical aftercare to my mother through the doctors. But I made sure that in all this I am not getting to face him. I just hate that man from the bottom of my heart. I have decided to take a job in my city that will allow me to feed my family and cover the medical expenses. Previously, I was unable to find wor
Amaira's POVSince moving to my city, I have been working in a small printing shop near my house. I enjoy reading and writing, and being surrounded by books provides me with a different kind of satisfaction. I keep myself busy with work to avoid thinking about that night, and in my spare time, I read books to distract myself. This job does not pay me the amount which I was earning earlier but it provides me with the most important thing of life and that is peace of mind."Amy...." "Amy...." Bernard's loud calling of my name jolted me out of my reverie, and I looked up from my book to see him all excited and beaming with joy like a small kid. One of the girls sitting beside me, engrossed in her book, gave Bernard a deathly look as he disturbed her as well, and he smiled sheepishly, holding his ear like a child and asking for forgiveness."What?" I asked in a hushed tone. "Leave all this" He snatched the book from my grasp and placed it on the desk, along with the spectacles I was we
Dominic's POVIt's been two months since Amaira left for her hometown, but I can't get her thoughts out of my head. She is always in the back of my mind, no matter what I am doing.She has been my drug, my addiction, since the first time I tasted her.I crave her daily and get anxious when I can't have her or even see her. My heart yearns for her presence, my hands yearn to touch her body, my arms yearn to engulf her, and my tongue yearns to taste her once more!Right now, I am only interested in my little flower.She appears to have taken a piece of mine with her. I have been feeling incomplete after that night.I was getting antsy and didn't know what to do. My fingers reached for my drawer. I only have a few people in my life who I adore, and one of them is the person in this photograph. Whenever I feel down or don't know what to do next, I look at this photograph and half of my problems get solved. At the very least, it gives solace to my heart. Bending down, I pulled out the dra