Anna leaned in, searching again, moving her hands around the drawer. But the space was bare. The burner phone was gone, and so was her grandmother’s letter. The drawer was completely empty. Her body went rigid. She pushed back from the nightstand and lost her balance, stumbling to the floor. Her chest tightened as she tried to steady herself. Her heart raced hard, each beat pounding against her ribs. When Anna opened her mouth, her voice came out faint and trembling. “Why is this drawer empty?” she whispered to herself. She pushed herself up from the floor, her hands shaking, and went straight to the other drawers. One by one she yanked them open, searching through every corner. But each drawer was the same. Empty. The burner phone and her grandmother’s letter were nowhere to be found. Anna ran a hand through her hair and let out a long, tired sigh. She started to search her room from corner to corner. She pulled out the drawers, checked inside the closet, lifted the
The left side of the wardrobe door creaked open, and Anna’s heart leapt. She pressed herself deeper into the right side of the wardrobe to avoid the figure from seeing her while holding her breath. The figure stepped closer and searched through the open section carefully, checking every corner and even looking under Vincenzo’s clothes hanging inside, making sure nothing was missed. Anna watched in silence, her chest tight. She had no idea what the figure was searching for. The figure stepped back and moved toward the left side of the wardrobe. His hand reached for the door, the one Anna was hiding behind. Anna’s heartbeat quickened as his hand wrapped around the handle. In that moment, she caught a clear view of his build. He was a man. Before the man could pull the left wardrobe door open, footsteps and voices echoed from the hallway. He froze, his head snapping toward the sound. After a brief pause, he pulled his hand away from the left wardrobe door and hurriedly pushed
Vincenzo had just finished his breakfast, and Anna stepped forward to gather the empty plates. She carefully placed each plate onto the tray, balancing it steadily in her hands. Just as she was preparing to leave the dining room, Vincenzo’s voice cut through the silence, stopping her in her tracks. “I’m leaving for Italy today, so there will be no need for you to serve my meals, do my laundry, or clean my room for now,” he said, his voice low and calm. Anna hesitated for a moment before replying, “Okay, Boss.” Vincenzo rose from the chair and began walking toward the door of the dining room, his hand casually tucked into his pocket. Mid-step, he paused and glanced back at Anna, who was trailing behind him, carrying the tray filled with plates toward the kitchen. “Anna?” he called. “Yes, boss,” Anna replied, raising her head as she answered, her eyes fixed on Vincenzo. “When you drop those plates, come to my room and carry my suitcase outside,” Vincenzo instructed, then
Anna’s throat tightened, and no words came out. She stood frozen, staring at Martha with wide eyes, completely overwhelmed by shock. “Anna, what are these pills?” Martha asked again, her tone firmer this time as she looked at Anna. “Em… em… these are the pills the doctor gave me because of my low blood level,” Anna replied nervously. Martha’s eyes lingered on Anna for a moment before dropping back down to the pills in her hand. Anna’s heartbeat quickened with each passing second, her chest tightening under the weight of fear. If Martha realized the pills were for an abortion, she would undoubtedly report it to Vincenzo. The thought of him finding out sent a chill through her. She knew she could not let that happen, no matter what. Anna opened her mouth to explain further, but Martha cut her off. “Okay,” she said simply, and handed the pills back to Anna. Anna was shocked that Martha seemed to believe her, but at the same time, she was glad she did. Her hands trembled sligh
Anna’s heart pounded as she struggled to process what she was seeing. Behind a large statue draped in overgrown grass, Bianca was getting fucked by the same guard Anna had seen her with earlier. Both of them were completely naked, their bodies pressed tightly together, exposed to the cold night air. Their clothes lay scattered carelessly across the ground, forgotten entirely as Bianca’s breasts bounced with each hard thrust. “Aurrhhhg! Yes… fuck my pussy like that,” Bianca moaned. The guard quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. “You need to be quiet. We don’t want anyone to see us,” he warned, his cock still slamming into her pussy. Anna felt a surge of shock and disbelief at the scene unfolding before her. She quickly turned away, not wanting them to notice her, and hurried through the dark courtyard, her heart racing and her mind spinning. She continue to move cautiously through the dark courtyard, her eyes scanning for any sign of James. Suddenly, a hand shot out from t
There was a brief pause over the phone before James finally spoke. “I’m glad you’ve made up your mind, Anna,” he said. “What do I need to do?” Anna asked, her voice low and tense. “I will meet you in your room tomorrow night, so we—” James began. “No, not my room. It’s too risky,” Anna interrupted. “Let’s meet in the back courtyard. No guards are usually stationed there, and it’s dark, so it will be perfect,” Anna continued. “Alright, we will meet there tomorrow at midnight,” James agreed. Anna ended the call and carefully placed the burner phone back in the drawer, closing it securely. She sank onto her bed and let out a long, weary sigh. “I just hope this works out,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as worry weighed on her. After a few moments, she went through her usual night routine, moving quietly and carefully as her mind remained elsewhere. Once finished, she slipped under the covers, her thoughts racing with every possible outcome and what the day ahead