Baby The very last emotion that washed over me was regret. This is the state of feeling repentant over something that failed. So this is what really defeat feels like. Defeat. In a flash it brought me these questions, What do retrievers regret most the moment they knew their dying? The moment they look death in the eye for him to take them? Is it failed relationships or not even having one? Is it maybe missing opportunities to be real normal people? or just maybe simply living life more? As expected, these questions are only answered when it's too late. As for my luck tries to avoid me, my regrets wasn't the same. Regret said hello the minute I took the gun and aim it at Charles's head. I hear all his men guns' elegant cocking ready to fire at me. I'm surrounded by his men. I look around for a possible way out, but the only exit is behind Charles and so many of his men blocking it. The pressure is real, I feel my sweat dripping more, His eyes were so bright and his wide m
Baby Five newly bald shave men wearing black jumpsuits were kneeling on the field, I can't see their faces for their back are turned however anyone can see that their bodies are trembling uncontrollably. These people don't have their hands bound in any way, with their built they can fight back or flee. I'm confounded as to why they chose to stay still as Charles' men are nowhere to be found to deter them. As I look closer, there's a tiny illuminating bar code on their nape that appeared also along with the rest of the codes and panels on the plain white wall that can only be seen once the contact lenses are used. "Who are they?" I asked, finally breaking my silence. as I still can't believe this is all happening to me. What does Charles have on them. "These were the same people who paid you to steal from me." Charles voice had a taunting hint, as he continues to talk he gives out small chuckles in between, showing excitement that he has caught us all. "See, I'm supposed to be s
Baby Has it really only been eight days since I've loss control over my life? As I lay in this tub, flashes of Charles forcing me to participate in an act against my will haunts me. I just want to stay in the water until all the pain washes away. I've tried to get up but my body just wants to stay in the water. Pain. Is all I feel, I try to shut things out but everything just keeps coming back. My body has been flipped on the table, my stomach smack on the surface, and I feel the sharp edge of the table digging in on my thighs, Charles has spread my legs, his body in between, keeping it wide apart, I feel a hard slap on my butt cheek before he caress it, I feel him put his thumb touching my butt hole's ring before fully inserting it, I start squirming and wiggling my way as the feeling is uncanny. I heard him yell making me stop as he pulls my hair, I felt my whole head burn as he yanks it hard. "Baby I'm being considerate, did you know this is the best position in losing your v
Charles After I claimed Baby, I'm unable to stop thinking about her. She completely has consumed my obsession. The minute I am away from her, I imagine her trying to do something stupid to herself again. I've never cared this much about any woman in my whole life apart from my mother. When I saw her trying to drown herself deliberately in the tub something in me ignited to possess her, I don't know what it is but I can't leave her alone. I am surprised at myself because after tasting her, I developed a strong desire to be around her. I am well aware of her current mental state, and I'm excited to subdue her and watch her accept the new life she's about to engage in. I could tell that I succeeded with making her believe my threats. She's been very obedient these past three weeks.Fear. This is an unpleasant emotion but very crucial. Fear keeps people in line when they have an extreme reverence towards someone above them and torture is one way to instill this. I have had enough of
CHARLES'S POINT OF VIEWThe process of being brought together again as a front unified whole seethed me and this old grand theater full of artifacts that have been openly purloined is bringing memories back.Our great grandparents were normal people who just simply ran their empire before crossing paths with ruthless people. After getting burned, they simply took matters in their own hands and created a new world of terror. Playing nice wasn't on the table in the real world, you simply need to accept what you are and use this in your advantage to manipulate people and money into your power. Before you know it everything will fall into place as long as you're willing to simply sacrifice everything.SIMPLY.My father's favorite word. There's nothing so simple about being his son, yet this word barrages in our heads, making us think that things are all easy in this world. Easy to get, easy to kill, relating this to a six-year-old boy is not so simple but good for my brother, He had it si
I've always been good with updating on time! make sure you click that star for a new chapter. ——————————————————BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThe will to continue to live despite this torture comes down to one goal. I need to get my hands on those Nanogex. I can use that to cure my Aunt Madonna, for she will fix this mess we caused and to do that, I need to compel my mind to do the one thing I'm trained for.Survive.I need to survive. If I die within 11 months, Carly will know something is wrong and she will definitely look for me, but I'm afraid she will never know who she's up against. I can never take that chance of putting her life in danger. All I need to do is get Charles to trust me.I know I'm still in the city; I was trying to figure out where I was, but Charles caught me snooping, mistaking it for what appears to be another attempt at suicide.There's something sinister about the way he looks at me. I could see he wanted to keep me around, and he enjoys assaulting me. I stare at h
BABYTo be subjected to this unpleasant pain is genuinely frightening. Charles was true to his words. The minute we got back, I got slammed hard on the wall of the same room. I got my whipping. He didn't like that I still had a fight in me. He made sure that I feel the sting when he slowly slices my skin on all parts of my body. His eyes were determined to squeeze out all the blood in me. He didn't stop at bleeding me. He then took a paddle and started hitting my ass while I lay, feeling all the cuts bleed out some more. "You better think twice before pulling a stunt like that again." Charles sucks on my nipple gently right before slicing the skin under my breast.I get Punches on my face whenever I'm starting to drift. He would spray some kind of chemical to keep me up, and this went on till it's morning, for he laid me on the table, barely breathing while he eats breakfast. I stare at his face with my blood dried on his skin all over as he takes a bite of the sandwich, not bot
All I hope is that you enjoyed my story telling, thank you so much for waiting and continue to support my book. BABY'S POINT OF VIEW There is no way of telling if he had seen the binary code that I had just typed in. This man is a savage, and I'm sure he's already devised a plan to eliminate me. After all those nights he would warn me, I'm sure he already reached his limits of me deceiving him. I can feel my throat drying up quickly. The smart contact lenses on my eyes, suddenly went black. I had to remove it off my eyes otherwise I will be blind. He presented me a dish to surrender the contact lenses, he sees my hesitation of giving it back. "That's enough work for one day." Charle's face has a huge smile while he says this. He walks over to the wall, a compartment automatically opens and he deposits the dish with lenses in. My eyes linger at where he hides them. That little compartment looks like where he sterilize all the used contacts. He takes my hand to go back on the e