The sound of shattering glass filled the room, a lady squatted down to pick the broken pieces of the glass.The sharp mouth of the glass pierced through her finger as blood immediately oozed out of the finger.
“Just look at what you did Annabel,you broke my favourite vase.You are just good for nothing like your useless mother”A lady who appears to be her aunt reprimanded from behind.
“Please don’t talk about my mother like that”Annabel pleaded heavenly at the verge of crying.
“Oh shut up,she is the reason for my brother’s death!”Her Aunt barks at her as Annabel gazes down.
“If only he didn’t marry that whore of a woman that gave birth to a worthless disgusting person like you he would have still been alive”Her Aunt added remarking rudely.
“My mother is not a whore”Annabel finally voices out, unable to hear any bad things about her mother.
“How dare you talk back at me Annabel!”she grabbed her by the wrist tightly,she pulled her up and landed her a tight slap.
Annabel couldn’t control the tears Streaming out from her eye holes.She looked up at her Aunt with her teary eyes and squeezed her fists tightly fuming with rage.
“Don’t you ever call my mom a whore with your filthy mouth”She warns her while pointing her middle finger at her leaving her aunt stunned.
“How dare you raise your voice at me you ungrateful little twat”Her aunt hisses, giving her the dead glare.
“I don’t care,just don’t ever talk about my mother ever again!”She screams at the top of her voice.
“Annabel!”Her Aunt screamed,slapping her hard on the cheek.
Annabel lowered her head down with her hand on cheek caressing it to ease the burning sensation she felt.
She never believed she had it in her to talk back to her Aunt,this new attitude of hers happens to be the influence of her best friend Juliet who had always encouraged her to stand up for herself.
“I need you to leave my house this minute”Her aunt orders with a commanding tone.
“Where will I go from here?”Annabel cries out,She never believed her aunt will ever ask her to leave her house.
“I don’t care,leave!”Her Aunt yells disgusted by her presence.
After losing both of her parents due to a fatal accident that claimed both their life’s. Annabel had no other choice than to move in with her Aunt because she was the only family she had left.
Living with her Aunt was hell, she treated her like trash and constantly taunts her and blamed her for the death of her brother.
The rain poured down violently at her as she was wandering aimlessly in the middle of the rain with uncontrollable tears dripping down from her eye holes.
She got drenched in the rain but didn’t care.She could feel strange glares from people but no one dared to ask her what the problem was. She stood in the middle of the road watching as people passed by.
The rain finally stopped but she was drenched and soaked, but this was the least of her problems. It was the middle of the night and she had nowhere to go, she continued to walk aimlessly on the street.
“Pretty lady!” Two men called out simultaneously. Annabel didn’t give them a response as she continued walking, they walked faster to meet up with her pace.
“Come with us so you don’t get a cold,” one of them sheepishly suggested.
Annabel finally stopped walking to take a glimpse at them, she looked up to see two grown men with a strong Alcohol scent. No one needed to tell her that these men were drunk.
“I’m fine, you don’t need to do anything for me”Annabel refused their offer with fear laced in her tone.
She walked faster to get rid of them but they followed her pace, she turned and threw her bag at them to give enough leverage to Run away from them. But Luck wasn’t on her side as she ran to a dead end.
“We are gonna take it easy with you” they both laughed out loud while walking towards her slowly.
“Somebody help me!” She yells but no one comes to her rescue. She fell to the ground and screamed again.
“Can you stop screaming, no one is going to come to your rescue” The man uttered with annoyance.
Annabel shiver watching them come closer,She wrapped her knee with her hand,Just as they were about to lay their hands on her a voice spoke from behind.
“What do you think you are doing!” A voice yells from behind, fear gripped them as soon as they heard that voice.
“We aren’t doing anything, we are just trying to help this lost girl find her way” one of them awkwardly lied.
The stranger's eyes wandered towards Annabel who was squatting down and shaking uncontrollably, then he gave the men a dead look.
“We are just leaving” they awkwardly left.
The guy was about to approach a shivering Annabel when someone held his shoulder from behind.
“There you are, Have been worried sick looking everywhere for you” Another stranger appeared on the scene, he didn’t get a response from him and his eyes wandered to where he was looking at
“Who is she?” He curiously asks, staring at Annabel.
“I have no idea, I heard someone scream and that’s why I came here” The guy firmly answered “I think we should leave now, mom will be worried sick and have you fixed the car?”The guy that chased those men asked.
“Don’t you think we should help her?” He ignored his question.
“No, we shouldn’t get involved, Albert”He revealed the second guy's name.
“But Andrew, she seems really lost”The one who appears to be Albert revealed Annabel’s hero name.
“You don’t need to worry about me, Thank you for saving me” Annabel who finally spoke out.
“Are you sure about that?” Albert worriedly asked.
“She said she is fine, let’s get the hell out of here” Andrew coldly stated.
“Yes, I am fine,” Annabel assures Albert she was alright.
They both decided to leave her. She didn’t get to see their faces neither did they also didn’t get a chance to see her face.
Annabel’s phone rang, the caller reads Juliet, Annabel hesitates before picking the call.
“Hello”she answers with a hoarse tone.
“Annabel I have been trying to reach out to you” Her friend Juliet's voice booms out from the speaker.
“I…am…fine” Annabel stammers trying to push the tears back in.
“Wait.. are you crying” Juliet curiously asks on hearing the tone of her voice.
“N…no” Annabel lied.
“Don’t lie to me Annabel I know when something is wrong with you” Juliet stated.
Annabel breathes out as she couldn’t hold the tears any longer, she cries out loud as Juliet tries to calm her down from the phone. She explains everything that transpired between her and her Aunt.
Everything will be okay, come over to my house” Juliet assures her.
Few minutes later, Annabel arrived at Juliet place. Juliet lives in the Trenches in a one bedroom that barely accommodates her. Annabel knocked on the door, the door came open revealing Juliet. Juliet immediately took her in.
Juliet told Annabel about a job offer she got and she knows that she would be perfect for the job.
They both were discussing the job while having their dinner When Juliet all of a sudden warns her to stay away from the well known famous Torres brothers who happen to be the woman's sons.
“What do you mean by I should stay away from her sons?"Annabel curiously asked with confusion evident in her tone.
"That is because you don't have any business with them.They are narcissist idiots that have no respect for women. I heard that a lot of female servants lost their jobs because of them and how they treated them,"Juliet explains to her with a disgusted look.
"I will stay away”Annabel quickly agrees on hearing their history with women.
"You mustn't have anything to do with them,just focus on your work and what you came there to do okay"Juliet warns her.
“Okay Juliet” Annabel tells her with a warm smile.
***
Why did we stop here?" Annabel curiously asked.
"I only remember the house if I take this root,"Juliet replied,She took out her phone in search of the address.
"What are you looking for?" Annabel asks.
"Hush,I am trying to get the address,”She groaned.
"Okay then" Annabel mutters quietly.
"Finally got it”She announced, earning a smile from Annabel.
"Let us take this root,"She walked towards the direction with Annabel following her from behind.
A few minutes after trekking,Annabel and Juliet finally arrived at the place,Annabel's jaw dropped when she saw the beautiful mansion in front of her.
"Oh! My! God!”She squeaks with her mouth wide open.
"This is the house”Juliet tells her with a smile on her face.
"This isn't a house, this is heaven" Annabel exaggerated feeling amazed by the look of the house.
It is a big beautiful mansion, it is something Annabel has never seen before. The yard is sloped making it appear to be sitting on a hill, the outside decor is so beautiful and it is making Annabel imagine how beautiful the inside of the house will be.
Author’s POVThe room fell into a tense, suffocating silence. Mrs. Torres stood frozen, her eyes wide with disbelief, the weight of Andrew’s words crashing down on her like a tidal wave.“What did you just say?” she asked again, her voice trembling, laced with stunned disbelief. Annabel swallowed hard, her hands trembling as she stepped closer to Juliet, seeking silent comfort beside her.“What the fuck are you saying to me?” Mrs. Torres’ voice rose, her tone now edged with fury, barely restrained.Andrew’s jaw clenched, but he didn’t back down. “You heard me, Mum. Albert and I… we’re both responsible for her pregnancy.”It was like the floor beneath her feet gave way. Mrs. Torres staggered back a step, pressing a hand to her chest as if trying to hold her heart in place. Her sons moved instinctively toward her, but she threw a hand up, stopping them cold.“Don’t come close to me,” she warned sharply, regaining her posture with visible effort. Her gaze darted between the three of them
Author’s POV“Annabel, you need to calm down,” Juliet said gently, concern tightening her voice. “Panicking won’t solve anything.”Annabel clawed her fingers through her hair over and over again, her movements frantic and uneven. A broken laugh escaped her lips—sharp and hollow—as tears spilled from her eyes. She suddenly turned to Juliet and laughed again, louder this time, as if something inside her had snapped.“I’m pregnant, Juliet,” she whispered, her voice thick with anguish. “I’m pregnant… do you hear me?” Her tone escalated into a scream. “It’s over for me. My life is over.”She dropped to her knees, collapsing like her bones had lost the will to hold her. Juliet rushed forward, trying to lift her, but Annabel resisted, remaining curled on the floor like a shattered version of herself.“Annabel, please,” Juliet pleaded, tears now running freely down her cheeks.At last, Annabel let Juliet help her up. Her face was pale, her lips trembling.“Look at me,” Juliet said, gently tak
Author’s POVAnnabel squinted, her eyelids heavy as she tried to open them. A wave of dizziness hit her, and the more she forced her eyes open, the blurrier her vision became. Eventually, her sight cleared, and her gaze drifted around the unfamiliar room. Her breath caught in her throat.She knew this room.With a sudden jolt, she sat up—only to wince in pain. Her eyes dropped to her hand, where a syringe was still lodged into the vein.“Why… why am I here? And why is this stuck in my hand?” she muttered under her breath, her voice weak and confused. The room was silent, empty. Her heart pounded. “I need to leave.”Just then, the door creaked open.Mrs. Jones walked in, a tray of porridge balanced in her hands, her face glowing with an unsettling smile. Without a word, she placed the tray on the table and then sat down on the edge of the bed, still smiling—watching Annabel.Annabel stiffened under her gaze, her confusion growing stronger by the second.“What’s the matter? Why are you
It had been weeks since the incident with Annabel and the brothers. Since that night, Annabel had done everything in her power to avoid them. She followed Juliet’s advice to the letter: don’t get involved, just focus on the job. For now, she had nowhere else to go, and she needed the shelter the mansion provided—even if it meant enduring their presence. Andrew made several attempts to speak with her, but Annabel never gave him the chance. She kept her distance, her voice cold whenever he came close. He started to wonder if her silence had something to do with him being with Esme. Desperate for answers, he confronted Esme about that night. She’d given him a casual shrug and said, “We got drunk. We slept. That’s all.” But Andrew didn’t believe her. Not fully. Still, he didn’t press further. “Esme still hasn’t told you anything?” Albert asked, stepping into Andrew’s office. He leaned on the edge of the desk, watching his brother intently. Andrew just shook his head, eyes fixed
The next morning, Annabel stirred, her head pounding. A groan escaped her lips as she squinted against the light, her vision blurry. Everything around her spun for a moment before the room finally came into focus. “Where… am I?” she whispered, her voice hoarse and dry. She blinked, trying to make sense of her surroundings—and then felt a hand rest gently on her arm. She flinched. Her head snapped to the side. Andrew. Her breath hitched. Her heart pounded against her ribs as panic rose inside her. She shoved her hair back with trembling hands. Her gaze dropped to herself—bare skin, no clothes. Her stomach sank. She was completely naked. Air caught in her throat. Her lungs refused to work. Her chest tightened. No, no, no… Before she could even piece together the nightmare she had woken into, another hand touched her. Albert. Her scream nearly broke free—but she swallowed it down, eyes flying to her other side. Albert lay beside her. Naked. Just like Andrew. H
“I don’t think I’m interested in playing any of these games,” Annabel said softly, barely audible over the pulsing music. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her dress. “Sir, I think we should leave,” she added, her gaze locked on Albert’s hand.Andrew, standing nearby with a drink loosely gripped in one hand, narrowed his eyes. Jealousy flickered in them like a storm ready to erupt.“Why can’t you play?” he asked sharply, his voice cutting through the music. “You running from something… or someone?”Annabel didn’t answer. Neither did Albert. Instead, Albert reached out, lacing his fingers through hers as if shielding her from the moment, and turned to leave.“You can’t just walk out!” Andrew snapped, voice rising above the club beats. “What the hell are you doing, Albert? You have a fucking fiancée, so why are you holding her hand like that?”Albert stopped in his tracks. His eyes met Andrew’s, dark with irritation.“That’s none of your damn business,” he bit back coldly.“Okay, oka
Annabel’s eyes widened in shock at what Andrew had just done. “What is the matter with you?” she demanded, rising quickly and hurrying over to where Albert lay sprawled on the floor to help him up.Andrew’s face flushed with anger and disbelief as he barked, “What is wrong with me? You were both about to fucking kiss—and he’s got a fucking fiancée!”Annabel’s tone was icy as she scoffed, “He was trying to get something out of my eye, you weirdo!” She steadied Albert, whose eyes darted around in embarrassment over the scene he’d just witnessed.Albert cleared his throat and, with a calm steadiness that contrasted sharply with the chaos, asked, “Why would you do that, Andrew?”“I wasn’t thinking. I’m sorry,” Andrew mumbled, his voice softening as he turned and stalked away toward Esme. “Let’s get out of here now,” he said, gripping Esme’s wrist firmly as they left the café behind. Annabel and Albert exchanged glances while watching them disappear through the door.Albert let out a sigh.
Annabel couldn’t shake the nagging uncertainty about where Albert was taking her. Dressed in a simple outfit—a basic top paired with worn jeans—she hoped she wasn’t underdressed for whatever surprise lay ahead. As the car cruised along the quiet road, Albert’s eyes flicked over to her, catching the subtle tension in her posture.“Are you okay, Annabel?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.Startled, she turned to him, forcing a small smile. “There’s no problem, sir. I’m good,” she replied softly, though the tremor in her tone betrayed her. “I’m just a little cold—that’s all,” she added, a gentle lie meant to smooth over the awkward silence between them.Albert’s concern didn’t waver. “That’s no problem at all,” he said, immediately reaching over to switch off the car’s AC. “Better now,” he added with a warm smile. Annabel returned his smile, and the drive passed quietly, punctuated only by the hum of the engine and the soft whisper of the road.When they finally arrived, A
Andrew took a step back, putting distance between himself and Esme. A smirk curled on her lips, her eyes glinting with amusement."I’m glad I make you uneasy. That just means you feel something for me," she said confidently, tilting her head slightly.Andrew’s left eyebrow arched at her words."Feel something for you?" he scoffed. "I don’t give a damn about you, okay? And don’t get too close to me again. I’ve told you before, and I’ll say it again—I’m in love with someone else. So whatever you’re hoping for? It’s never going to happen." His tone was sharp, laced with clear irritation.Before Esme could respond, movement caught Andrew’s attention.Annabel.His eyes widened slightly as she approached, a sudden rush of worry washing over him. Had she seen what just happened?"Excuse me, sir. I'd like to get through," Annabel said, her voice calm, controlled.Esme turned to her, curiosity flickering in her eyes. "Oh my, are you a housekeeper here?" she asked, her gaze sweeping over Annabe