(Emily's POV)I felt my whole body in pain, especially my neck. I couldn't fully open my eyes. I couldn't move my hands, they were tied behind my back, with something hard as metal, I think it's a handcuff. My head felt heavy, I could not hear any sounds from my surroundings.I slowly began to regain consciousness and slowly opened my eyes. The room was empty and it seems like a basement. I spotted a stable steel chair and table. There is no window inside. And a door on my right side which I think is the way out of here.The room was frigid like someone had not been in here for ages. I could stink of blood, but I guess that might have been my blood since blood was running down my face, my hands behind me might have been bleeding as well because they were tightly handcuffed.This place is similar to Dimitri's basement where he always held his punching human bag. I started regaining my memories. On the island, gun fires, and forest. Did Dimitri hurt me again? Because I attempted to escap
(Emily's POV)Dimitri stared at Mr. Sloviski behind me. Until his eyes landed on me. I can't see any emotions in his eyes. I can't distinguish if he is angry or what. He remains calm while loading a bullet in his pistol at the same time scanning my head to foot with his emotionless blue eyes.Can't he see my situation here? This jerk was pointing a gun at my freaking head! You handsome idiot!!"How dare you lay a finger on her." he finally spoke. I can sense danger between his phrases."S-SHE KILLED MY BROTHER! SHE DESERVES TO BE BURIED TOO!!""I did.""What?""I am the one who killed him. It's because he touches my precious thing without my consent. You always know how I hate when someone touches my things without asking my permission."I can feel Mr. Sloviski's hand on my neck tremble, I don't know if it's because he's infuriated or frightened. "Y-YOU!!!!""You even scraped her beautiful face and your hands were on her pretty neck. Do you think I am happy about that?""SHE DESERVES
(Emily's POV)"I... M-My body hurts." I blurted out.A countenance of devilish delight escapes from him. "That's why you need to eat your meals properly, to regain your strength back." he slowly got off from pinning me on the bed. "O-Oh." I gulp multiple times. He's going to hurt me then next is the pleasure... or he will be asked for his 'thank you' before the punishment?He's a crazy bastard!"You look like a fresh tomato when you blush." he teased then striding towards the door."You jerk." I silently whispered. He was always getting on my nerves, but I shouldn't provoke him for now.I just noticed now that we were back at the mansion, and this room is his. Why did he not bring me to my room? He's taking advantage of me again. I don't have any other choice though.Hydrating my throat with the water Dimitri brought for me, then I stuff my stomach with the food he prepared. I would agree that Leila's cooking was superb. Is she a chef before?I enjoyed the food and got back on layin
(Emily's POV)Italy?"W-Why?""I need to get back to my hometown, darling. That's where I am living for good.""T-Then, I will live her for good. I can stay."He chuckles, "What should I do? I won't leave my wife in this country.""Dimitri, I can't leave my brother here!""Don't be such a hard-headed, Emily. He is not a baby anymore that needed your guidance.""Why can't you leave me alone?! Why dragging me in you--"He suddenly grabs my cheeks with his palm. I gasp in surprise that he put too much pressure while pinning both of my cheeks with his fingers. "Don't. Push. My. Limit, Emily." he firmly said as his blue eyes glared at me. "I am not asking you to come with me, I am telling you that you're going to come with me, no matter what it takes, got that?" he pressed down his anger.Resentment clouded my thoughts as tears slowly formed in my eyes. He never listened to me. He never felt how miserable I whenever he keep doing this to me. But who am I to be cared for by him? I'm just hi
(Emily's POV)I grip tightly at the phone, declining to return it but I don't want him to sell me to the other jerk like him. Without words, he harshly grab my hand and snatched the phone while shooting me a glare with his raging eyes.I hope that was sent.He dragged me out of the comfort room and throw me on the couch where I was sitting earlier."Handcuff." My eyes widen when he asked for a handcuff from Cleo. I deserve this though, being such hard-headed. I did not complain and just remain quiet in my seat.After he handcuffed me, he goes back to his seat, throws his phone on the couch, and back his focus to his beloved laptop as if nothing happened.I know that he will get mad if he catches me red-handed but that was my chance to contact my brother as he is going to throw me into another country. Italy? I don't have a freaking idea what that place is. I will easily get lost if I try to escape there. If my message was successfully sent, I will just wait for the coming help.I kn
(Emily's POV)I was woken up by a tap on my arm, I yawned and shielded my eyes cause of the light coming in through the windows. The tap on my arm continued, and I could hear Leila's voice calling my name as I slowly regained consciousness."Good morning, Miss," Leila said, smiling at me.I did my normal yawning and moaning waking-up routine until finally, I was fully awake, I rubs my eyes to fully see Leila beside the bed wearing a satisfying look. She has a vacuum in her left hand. She must be cleaning now. "Hey, Leila." I greeted sitting up on the bed.She smile and continue what she was doing. I can't go back to sleep with the noise created by the vacuum. So I remain to stare at Leila, cleaning the whole room while being sore down there.I felt a sting in my ankle. When I raise my blanket, I'm not shocked to see my ankle tied with tape. He let go of my hand but he still tied my ankle. That mean jerk!It's morning but I feel wasted already. Who would not get tired from the last ni
(Emily's POV)The sound of the door creek woke me up. I was quick to rub my eyes and sit up. Fears run through my skin. However, he came inside with a normal aura."Good morning." he said while holding a plate "I made you some breakfast, hopefully, you're feeling better," he said, casually.He has the guts to make breakfast while here I am, putting me into prison. It was so hard reading his face, his wearing a hat as the light was not on, and made it impossible to understand him. I never know if he's smiling or frowning.I did not respond. He would not listen to my side though. He's even said I would feel better, how can I with this tape, the locked door, being a prisoner at his place? Will he feel better if he were me? No one wanted this kind of life. I bet he will lock me in here for the rest of my life, waiting for my Shrek to save this princess Fiona from this dungeon full of dragons and demons.He grabbed the stool in the corner and sat down, still with the plate in his hands. M
(Emily's POV)I hate to say this but I really need to pee. I can't hold it in much longer. Swallowing my pride, I stood up and walked to the bucket. It was a dark blue plastic bucket, the one you use to clean the floors with.I pulled down my panties and bent my knees, careful not to touch the bucket. I did my business and then pulled my panties back up. He still hadn't gotten me toilet paper as he promised.I came back to the bed and stare at the food on the bedside table. As I was starving to death, I reached out the tray of food and eat the breakfast that Dimitri prepared. The breakfast was good though. As I finished, I grabbed a water bottle and took a few sips.The claustrophobia was quick to get me, as I scanned the whole room, and it made me realize how gorgeous this room is. The pinkish-beige walls of the classic-style bedroom are decorated with great grace, and luxurious wallpaper with silk-screen printing with light furniture and textiles create a muted home atmosphere. A co