I stood silently over, reading the names written on the tombstone. At least Stone was kind enough to bury them and let my dad, Avery, and Danny rest in peace. I was scared to face the three people who were the cause of the guilt eating me inside; I still feel like running away and crying in a corner whenever I think about them. The events of when Stone broke the news that he killed them still runs through my head—that was the worst day for me to be alive because of what he had put me through.For the past month that I have been released from hell, I feel like I have entered a new one, Except this one was much prettier and more luxurious. My fear of Stone has genuinely taken a toll on my body, being so close to him all the time, having to see his face when I first wake up in the morning. Everything was triggering to me.I am surviving only because of my kids, but even then, I had a hard time adjusting to suddenly seeing them, they're my babies, but I feel so distant from them. I tried
"You're all dismissed," I finally decided to end this meeting that's keeping me away from my little family for so long. They know from my tone that I am satisfied and approve of our process. I pay these people well for a reason, so I only need to work when I want a full report. It isn't surprising to say that I am the happiest man on earth. I have two loving children, a beautiful obedient wife, control, and most importantly, an empire for my family to rule over for generations to come. My eyes stayed glued on Sierra as the sound of chairs being pushed back into place echoed in the room, and soon the door closed, erasing all signs of this meeting. "Stone, you broke the poor girl. The twins should use some of your techniques on their girlfriend. I heard she's been giving them a hard time" I looked over at Jonas, who sat across from me with his eyes on me as he talked about Sierra. Seems like everyone is finding their soulmates at the moment. Good luck to them with taming their little s
A few months later Sierra POV Change, what is change? I am very familiar with the verb. It has happened all my life. I have never stayed in one place for too long; here I was for the final time moving. Moving to a new life, a new beginning, and a new setting. The background change will do me good. I needed a new place away from that house; Stone didn't mind when I talked to him about wanting a new house. He had only smiled at me, stating, "Whatever my wife wants." It took a few weeks to renovate the new house how I wanted, but ultimately, it's done. I was excited to spend some time outside in the big garden house in the backyard. I try to spend as much time outside as I can. Maybe it's because of the time I spent confined in that white room with not even a speck of sunlight. I tore my gaze from the window and looked at the back seat where my twins were fast asleep. We'd been driving for over two hours now; they were sleepy. A small smile made its way onto my lips, and I looked over
Sitting in the car, I feel suffocated by how the seat belt wrapped around me. I sat still, quietly looking out the window and watching the trees pass by. By how many trees and greens were around, I could tell we weren't in the city anymore. I was used to the change of constantly different settings. I was very familiar with change. It has happened all my life; I can never stay in one place for too long. My life was entirely in my father's hands, and he did whatever he felt without acknowledging me and my opinion. Only his opinion matters. He never asks before making decisions regarding me; he just does things without my consent. Here I was for the 5th time moving again. We moved the first time because of his new job offer, the second time because of his gambling problems, the third time because of his drinking problems, the fourth time, I guess, sadly, because of my mother's death, and the fifth time again his new job offer. I try to support my dad as much as I can. He goes through a
I'm going to ignore whatever that was with Mr. Armsberg because that's all I could do. Get over it. I opened the door to the room and was greeted with a luxurious room that was already set up. This place looks more like a master bedroom set up for couples; it was so huge. The walls were painted in a Cosmic Latte color, giving me a relaxed feel, but my eyes immediately landed on the king-size bed in the middle of the room; it was spotless and free of any wrinkles, with no sign that someone was there. The room looked so clean that I was afraid to touch anything for fear that I would ruin it. But that bed. I wasn't even excited to look around right now, my eyes were droopy, and I was very sleepy. After that 17-hour car ride, I needed to lie down and rest my eyes for a few minutes— or hours. I quickly took off my sweatpants and the oversized white t-shirt I had on, leaving me in my comfortable boyshorts underwear. I was about to pull off my sports bra when my stomach started growling.
I relaxed my body and evened out my breathing, pretending that I was knocked out as I waited for the time that Stone falls asleep. The second he does, I'm ripping my body from under the blanket, put some clothes on, and I'm running out of this room, far away from him. After Stone almost choked me to death and kissed the breath out of me, he dragged me under the sheet and commanded me to go to sleep. But how could I even sleep in this situation? I couldn't keep my mind off his huge bulge poking my lower back as he was stark naked under the sheets. What am I going to do? I'm so terrified of him already. After some time, I felt his breathing relaxing, and I took that as my cue that he was asleep. I slowly attempted to remove his hands that were gripping my waist from me, but to my disappointment, he wouldn't budge. What the fuck. I tried to pull his arms off once more but flinched back into place when he unexpectedly tightened his hold. I slowly turned my head to look back at him, b
I laid still on the floor, unable to move; my body was still in shock, and even after I saw his leather shoes disappearing from the dining room and out of the door, I didn't move an inch. I couldn't move an inch. I didn't know what to do or where to go; I wanted so badly to go lay down somewhere, but I can't just go to the room, sit down, and wait for Stone to come violate me. I know the next time he see's me, he'll do something bad to me. What am I going to do? What can I say to my dad? Is he going to believe me after I acted like everything was fine this morning? Mr. Armsberg even put out a great proposition/ alternative for me about work; my dad will definitely call me spoiled now. The thoughts swarmed my head and only caused me to start hyperventilating. Why are bad things always happening to me? What am I going to do?Seeing no solutions to any of these situations, I cried harder. On the verge of my breakdown, I was startled out of it when the sound of a man's voice entere
With great difficulty, I got off the bed and made my way to Stone's house. It took me about 15 minutes to get there on foot. Not only was it far, but I took my time to walk there; I was basically dragging my feet because of the dread I felt. When I got inside the house, the whole mansion was quiet. It was scary; it was like everyone left the estate, and I was left alone to make my way to Stone. I walked to the elevator crying my eyes out, knowing what was waiting for me in that room. I don't know what to do. I'm so confused with everything, but one thing I know for sure is that Stone won't leave me alone. Maybe I'll try talking to him about why he should leave me alone. I'll tell him I'm a lesbian, and men don't attract me. What am I saying? I've never been open about my sexuality; I'm too pussy to do any of that. The only thing I know is that I'm attracted to girls; I've never looked at boys; I don't find them interesting. Stone has been the only man that I've been in such close co