Defy Me If You Can

“Where are you?”The sound of thunder shook Jane’s trembling body even worse. She was already cold from the rain soaking through her clothes, dripping down her skin, and that gentle voice made it worse. Like a snake's, his voice slithered through the air, coaxing, as if he was simply trying to lure her out from hiding. It sounded beautiful.That was what made it terrifying.Jane quickly covered her mouth before another hiccup could slip out. She pressed her palm harder against her lips, afraid even the smallest sound would give her away.He would find her.“Jane,” he called again, softer this time. “Baby.”Jane cursed inwardly, her fingers tightening against her mouth. In that moment, she began to regret everything. She shouldn’t have come here. She shouldn’t have forgotten what he was capable of. Her mistake wasn’t just stepping into this place, it was letting herself treat him kindly, even for a moment, when so many people had already warned her what kind of man he was.No.Her mist

Day or night, Jane couldn't tell anymore. All she know was that she had been moved from one place to another. Sometimes alone in a carriage or with so many people in a room. For some reason, her eyes were kept tied with the cloth with no one ever letting her open her eyes at all. But for now, she seemed to have been placed in a location where it wasn't moving anymore, walking down from the wagon. She walked briefly, the steps underneath her shoes were smoother than before. There was a voice coming from her sides, "As you know..... agreeable amount was..."The voice that had spoke was somewhat familiar. Not because she had gotten to know the man but before her eyes were completely taken away, she heard those voice coming from one of her kidnappers. Or perhaps... seller. "But to make sure we got the kind of girl you would need, it took us more work than it's supposed to be... so you would understand if we increase the price don't you, Sir?" There was a click of tongue. Evangeline

Her heart raced aloud. Only at this moment did she realized how the situation she faced was. The fact is, the butler had left her inside a room with a man, an adult man! The young master wasn't young as she had guessed, instead, he was a well matured, tall man with a frightening power on the grip that tightened around her wrist. With such large hands, crushing her bone felt... like a cakewalk. Oh no! "I- I'm hired here as your servant!" She said, hoping this could somehow placate the man before her. She couldn't see but her other senses could feel that the figure standing before her was towering and enormous. "I heard," he said languidly, the way he spoke she could imagine a face bared from a smile. Instead it would be a gaze that so sharp and burning with anger. "But who told you that you can simply enter my room as you please?" Jane furrowed her brows as her wrists ache. The more he spoke, the tighter the grip around her bone became. "B- But the butler..." "The butler serves

"Anyway, I heard that you're going to be taking care of the young master from now on," Wren continued and Jane furrowed her eyebrows at the news. She knew she would have to do business to stay in this mansion, even though she doesn't want to stay, but she couldn't willfully dispose herself from working. In return for that, she felt that this family wouldn't just allow her to leave. "Can I ask... something Wren?" She hesitated before she started but Wren seemed to be more than willing to answer any question she might have. Taking the chance, she continued, "What... kind of family are we working in?" She knew it came as a weird question and Wren acted the way she expected with eyebrows furrowed and her neck tilted to one side of her shoulders as if she was confused how Jane couldn't tell where they were working in. "I didn't really hear much since I came from the countryside," she hoped her words would make Wren less suspicious and taking a glance at Wren's face who seemed to look c

Victor's blue eyes settled on her and a shudder unwelcomely shook her body. Jane knew that the man couldn't see, at least that's what they have told her, but his eyes seemed to be staring at her neck when his lips curled.Death.Jane had always been close to a brush of death.The first time was when she fell off a cliff during the time she was gathering for herbs. The second time was when she saw that man raised his hand which was holding the shovel.Two times weren't a lot but when it comes to brushing close against death, it was more than enough practice for her to be more aware of danger better than others.And this time, she could feel it, a strong sense of death impending, like a shadow looming on her."Hic."A small hiccup slipped from her mouth.Hiccups were always her biggest weakness. Every time she felt fear, this reaction always comes out from her. It had came to the point that it became an obvious weakness for people who wanted to take advantage of her fear, just like now