"It's okay. I'm sure you'll find your parents." Said parsley."I don' think I want to. Not anymore. I mean, they abandoned me, so, who's to say that, even if I did find them, that they would even want to know me? They didn't even bother contacting this place since leaving me here." He spread out his arms, from the tall brick wall to the playground. Then, he placed a hand on hers. "Savannah, everything okay?"parsley smiled. Kevin still understood her – could read her like a book, even as she actively tried to hide from him. He persisted. "Tell me, parsley, what happened?"So she let it out. At first, she wasn't sure how much to tell. She started with small things, like her life with her aunt and uncle, but soon she was moving onto bigger things, and she couldn't stop despite herself, like a dam that had just broken.She described her arranged marriage to stephan and how she'd been sent to another man's bed. And how she'd then discovered that he???d been having an affair with her cousi
it was midday when parsley arrived at her new apartment. It was high up on the thirty-first floor and looked out over the city to the sea. In the living room, it had a glass wall with long yellow drapes pulled open. And throughout, from the kitchen to the bathroom and bedroom, was a white marble floor. Her favorite part, though, was the balcony outside. It was wide and had a bench and chairs set out and southward facing to catch the sun. She sat there, warming herself, thinking about the past few days, and felt utterly detached from the world. Like she had done so long ago when her father died. And just like then, she cried.Two hours later, there was a knock at the door. It was a short man with thin, mousey brown hair and thin spectacles. "Where is Kevin?" She asked.Dan laughed, "He's busy at work. They're super busy right now bug-fixing for a release next month. All-hands-on-deck and all that.""You work in the same company, don't you?" said parsley. "So why is he busy and not you?
He stood upright, flung his head back, and laughed. "Yeah, maybe. Probably. But hey, you know, what's a billion dollars to us, eh?" he shook his head. "Sorry. It's like this. The Sterling Group is going to sue us, and I don't think it's a secret that we're going to be outgunned there. And that isn't even the immediate problem. The problem right now is that we can't even pay bail to get him out. The girl, Valerie, saw the whole thing and testified to keep him locked up in there. The whole thing's a bloody mess."Just as Kevin emerged from a wedged open green fire door, they sat down and cuffed to a table and chair bolted to the floor. He saw them and shot a scowl and Dan.Dan held up his hands "Don't you start giving me shit, she wouldn't take no for an answer."parsley looked at Kevin, and his eyes hollowed out by large black rings. Had he slept at all? She wanted desperately to reach over and hug him; tell him that he was an idiot and that she loved him for it. But she couldn't. Inst
Ryan's eyes were still fixed on the document. "Cancel? This evening's contract is worth six figures, and I hardly think parsley is worth more than that."Mark remained silent.Soon night fell. Outside the villa, Los Angeles shimmered like a crescent of stars.Lilly had prepared a meal for parsley, but she'd refused. So, instead, Lilly had piled up the floor around her feet and on the table, "just in case." And she was hungry, starving, in fact, but she wouldn't eat a bite of it. She wouldn't give Ryan anything, would touch anything he owned.As the hours drew on, Lilly became more concerned. "Please miss Schultz, Mr. Sterling often stays overnight at the company working. He even has an apartment nearby; it happens so often. It may be better if you go home tonight, get some sleep, and come back tomorrow."But parsley didn't know if she'd have the courage or the anger to come again, so she shook her head. "I'm fine, really. I'll wait for him here. It's late, and you go to sleep. I'll ca
What do you want," commanded Ryan, a note of irritation fluttering at the edge of his words. "It better be good.""A friend of mine…" she thought a moment about lying but then thought against it. Ryan's security, Mark, probably knew everything anyway. She sighed, deflated, shoulders slumping. "A friend beat stephan up bad – really bad - and put him in hospital. And now stephan is threatening to sue him. I tried talking to stephan," she started, "but he- he-" she blinked back tears, took a deep breath. Shook it off. Got to the point. "I came to ask if you could convince stephan to stop. Maybe change his mind and not sue Kevin." She planted her palms on the back of the armchair."So it was you." Ryan's cheeks were dimpled. "It was you and your friend who broke his nose and ribs.""It wasn't me. It was Kevin, and only because of a huge misunderstanding. Please, it's not something that he should've done, and he knows that."Ryan held up his hand. She stopped. "He went out of his way to f
parsley felt relieved when Kevin's case was finally settled. After a hot shower, she walked out naked, wrapped a towel around herself. Then, on the bed, she saw pajamas neatly folded on the bed.She frowned.It was a new pair of pajamas, ordered by Ryan she suspected, with its tag still attached.She read it and reread it, and yes, it really did say that it was a children's dress, and she physically recoiled from it, as she'd just found out it was actually a snake or a gutted dog left on her bed. It was a plain white sailor outfit, skirt above the knee and blue bow on the chest. A pair of black knee socks. Japanese style. She was beginning to get a sense, she suspected, of the kink, Ryan would ask of her. And for that reason, the pajamas terrified her.Just as he hesitated, the door opened. She jumped out of her skin, turned, and hurled abuse at the intruder. "Did no one teach you to knock on the bloody door?""This is my house." Said Ryan, dressed in a grey dressing gown and holding s
The following night Ryan came again into her room and ordered her to change into another cloth he brought."Change into this one," He said.parsley answered through her gritted teeth, "Okay.""Now." Told Ryan when he saw parsley standing still.Right now? She got scared.Would he sleep with her tonight...?She knew that this would have occurred sooner or later since she decided to stay here but didn't expect it so fast. Holding the bath towel with her sweaty palms, she finally picked up the sailor-like nightgown and went into the bathroom.Five minutes later, parsley opened the sliding door of the bathroom and came out slowly. Ryan turned around and stared at her, frozen for a moment.Her skin was pale and flawless. The children's night skirt surprisingly fit her clean and babyish face, and its size was very suitable for her petite sweet figure. Ryan's eyes moved down to her breast, which looked full and eye-catching in the limited size—making her a bit more seductive and fascinating.
I've already asked, and he-."Ryan glared at her and repeated himself. "Say. It.""Please," she started, looking at the floor. "don't hurt Kevin. I can forgive you for what you've done if you only stop."She waited a long moment, head cast down. Silence and then a wheezing laugh. "Haven't I made it clear? Fuck you and fuck you, Ryan!" He said, pointing the finger at them. "Do- do you know what I made her do the last time she came here? Do you? No?" His beady eyes spun wildly in their sockets. A manic grin on his lips. "She came in here groveling, and I got her on her knees and I-"His mother stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. parsley guessed it was not as gentle as it appeared as Stephan winced."Ryan, you are not going to help this girl hurt your family, do you hear me? You are his uncle. He was beaten by her friend. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"She shot parsley a look that chilled her to her bones. She'd humiliated her son, slept with her brother, and then put her son