Chapter 3: Daddy's Baby

When Master was done, I pretended to sleep. My body stayed still on the bed, but my mind refused to rest. Fear and pain swirled inside my chest.

I kept thinking about what the maid said earlier. If I disobeyed him, the punishment would be worse than anything I had ever known.

My breathing became uneven as pain surged through my body. My chest tightened and my hands trembled slightly.

I had to run.

I had to risk everything and run for my life.

Slowly, I slipped out of the bed. My feet touched the cold floor, sending a chill through my body. I crept quietly out of my room.

The mansion was silent, my heart pounded loudly in my ears as I moved carefully through the dark hallway, i couldn't risk the chance of getting caught.

Soon, I reached the maid quarters.

When I got there, I knocked softly on the door the girl told me. The door creaked open and the maid quickly pulled me inside.

“What’s wrong? Why did you drag me roughly?” I whispered urgently, as her brows furrowed with worry.

“No one must see you,” she added quickly.

“Yes,”i know.” I said, giving a small nod as fear tightened my throat.

She hurried to her wooden wardrobe and grabbed a scarf.

“Here,” she said, handing the scarf to me. “Wrap this around your head so no one will recognize you.”

“Thank you,” I whispered gratefully.

My fingers shook slightly as I wrapped the scarf around my head, making sure only my eyes were visible.

We quietly slipped out of the maid quarters and exited through the back door, cold night air brushed against my face.

She dragged a broken ladder and placed it beside the tall fence.

“Climb it and be free,” she said softly. “Don’t look back. Just keep running.”

I looked at her with gratitude.

“You helped me today,” I said quietly. “I will never forget you.”

Suddenly…. Aloud gunshot exploded through the air, warm blood splattered across my face. My eyes widened in shock as the maid’s body dropped to the ground beside me.

A scream tore from my throat as my whole body trembled, a tall figure stepped forward from the darkness.

It was the master.

Smoke curled from the mouth of the gun in his hand.

“Are you trying to run away?” he asked coldly. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you?”

My head shook quickly.

“No… no… I’m not…” my voice came out shaky and weak.

He suddenly kicked the ladder , the wood slammed against my bare feet but I jumped out off the fence, pain shot through my body. I gasped loudly, stumbling backward as my legs trembled.

But I refused to stop.

I turned and ran.

The devilish man laughed behind me, I ran away from the mansion as sharp stones cut into my feet as I ran across the ground, blood quickly began to drip from the wounds.

After several minutes of running, my strength slowly faded, my chest burned as I struggled to breathe.Finally, I collapsed beside a tree.

I leaned against the rough bark, inhaling and exhaling deeply

“Ariel, you think you can run from me?” The voice echoed behind me.

I turned and saw master beside me, I screamed as fear shot through my body. His hands flew to my mouth as tears blurred my vision, his strong hand grabbed my neck and shoved me forward. He pushed me roughly, and I stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. My heart pounded violently in my chest.

“Please, Master… I’m sorry,” I cried, my voice shaking as panic filled my body.

“Shut your filthy mouth,” he snapped coldly.

He grabbed my hand and twisted it at my back. “How dare you think of doing this, if you dare try to free yourself again, you will regret it,” he said.

“Please master, please it won't happen again." I cried but he didn't listen, he dragged me and threw me into the car then drove off, before I knew it we were at the mansion. He yanked the car door open and dragged me toward the bathroom.

My feet struggled to keep up as he forced me inside.

I sobbed quietly, tears rolling down my cheeks as fear tightened my chest.

“Please, Master… don’t,” I begged weakly.

“I’m going to teach you a lesson for disobeying me,” he said coldly.

My knees trembled as he shoved me forward.

The cold bathroom floor sent a chill through my body.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered.

My heart raced wildly in my chest.

Slowly, with shaking hands, I obeyed. My legs trembled as I forced them apart.

He turned on the water, cold water rushed out of the nozzle.

The sudden pressure made me gasp as the water sprayed directly onto my sensitive skin.

My body jerked violently as the strong stream hit me.

“Please… stop,” I cried, my fingers curling into fists as my nails dug painfully into my palms.

“Are you sorry for what you did?” he asked.

“Yes… yes, I’m sorry,” I sobbed, my voice breaking.

But he pushed the nozzle closer.

The strong pressure of the water made my body shake uncontrollably. My legs trembled and my breathing grew uneven.

My toes curled against the floor as waves of overwhelming sensation rushed through me.

“Please… Master… please stop,” I begged again, tears streaming down my face.

My fingers gripped the edge of the sink tightly as my whole body trembled.

“Ah—!” A cry slipped from my lips as the pressure became too much.

Water splashed against the floor, running down my legs.

My chest rose and fell rapidly as I struggled to breathe through the intense sensation.