Chapter Five

Cassandra's POV

“I also don't like sleeping with the light on.” He said. I resisted the urge to ask him the reason. Maybe, he doesn't like staring at his partner's face while they perform the act.

“Also, are you going to sleep in that? Not that I care but who sleeps in their underwear?” I raised my eyes to his face in a swift movement.

“Are we just going to sleep?” I asked in shock. “I thought…”

“You thought what?” He raised an eyebrow at me. “Is there anything you want us to do?” I shook my head immediately. I picked up my gown from the floor in a swift move. Using my gown to wrap myself, I headed to the bathroom.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were sunken, my face was pale. I looked like the ghost version of myself.

I wondered what the case would have been if I never returned from New York. If I hadn't returned, Emily would have been in this situation. I shook my head, not allowing myself to wonder further about what would have been.

I hope that she is living her best life for the both of us. I splashed water on my face and tried to get rid of the make-up. I slowly took my bath hoping he'd be fast asleep when I stepped out of the bathroom.

But when I stepped out with a towel wrapped round my chest, he was wide awake. He was even dressed in his suit and was knotting his tie.

“Where are you going?” I couldn't resist asking.

“None of your business.” He replied and left the room.

I shrugged and made my way to the closet and put on my nightgown. At least, I don't have to bother about spending the night with some stranger.

I opened one of my bags and brought out the book I was reading now. Then, I tried Emily's line. Her number was unreachable. I guess she must have changed her line but she promised to call me when everything was settled. I tried to read but all I could think of was Emily.

My phone started ringing and I stared at the unknown number calling. I hurriedly picked the call and dropped my book with Emily on my mind.

“Hello, you promised to call me and I've been waiting for your call since.”

“You just got married and you are already planning on cheating on your husband? How pathetic are you?” my throat went dry as i recognized the voice.

“Father.” I breathed out.

“Tell me, did you pick this call with the knowledge that it was your lover’s? It’s only the first day and you are already breaking the rules. I thought Emily’s future was your top priority or have you finally failed in playing the role of a big sister?”

“Don’t hurt her…please.” I hated how I still begged him but I had no choice. This is the only way.

“I’m not cheating. I was expecting a call from someone else.”

“Who? Emily?” his evil laughter filled my ears. I was sure it was going to haunt me for the rest of the night.

“You promised not to hurt her.” I cried out. I thought of the things he made me do and how he could make Emily do them. I felt sick in my stomach just thinking of Emily is that position…in the basement.

“I didn’t say she was hurt, did i?” he laughed again.

“Where is Emily?” I asked, not ready to play his sick mind games.

“I should be asking that instead of you but I guess I can't ask about my own daughter.” hearing the word ‘daughter’ from him is so traumatising. People like him should be banned from saying the word, ‘daughter’. Heck, they shouldn’t be allowed to have daughters or even children because they don’t know the meaning of that word.

I took a deep breath. He still has no clue of her location so I guess she’s still safe. I hope she follows her dream and never returns to this hell.

“What do you want? Why did you call?”

“Is your husband there?” I looked around the empty room and thought of lying or telling the truth. Not ready for his further games, I chose the latter, hoping that he would end his talks.

“Yes.”

“Put him on”

“He is asleep.” The lie rolled off my lips.

“You are just like your mother, a pathological liar.”

“What are you talking about? He is on…the bed. H-he said he had an early start tomorrow.” my eyes went to the open balcony and so many thoughts filled my head. Was he watching? I tip-toed to the balcony and stared at the tall buildings around the mansion.

Is he in one of those mansions or did he pay someone to keep tabs on me?

“Your husband is right in front of me in La Vida. guess what he is doing.” I swallowed. La Vida is a strip club or more like, a club where females can attend without bothering to put on a single clothing.

“You know I hate it when you lie to me. It makes me want to punish you.”

“You promised.” I choked out.

“I’m not going to do anything because I'm in a good mood today. I don’t care if he sleeps with the entire country as long as the tabloids don’t speak about it and you find a way to pump out a few babies.” My blood ran cold at his words.

“Pump out a few babies? That was not the agreement we had.” he laughed again and my heart stopped beating for a few seconds.

“It is in the contract you signed.” For my sake, I hope he was lying.

“Number four, I promise that I, Cassandra Jenkins will ensure that, if at any time my husband spends time with another woman, it won’t be publicized by the media. Number six, I promise to keep procreating till the contractor says otherwise. In conclusion, if at any time I fail to play my own part, the contractor is allowed to do as he wishes with Emily Jenkins.” his devilish laughter filled my ear drums.

A lone tear dropped.

“I guess that’s why it is advisable to read a contract properly before signing it. But, it’s not as if you would have chosen not to sign it if you had read the contract.” Another tear dropped. He was right and I hated it. I was ready to give up my entire life just so my sister could have the future that she deserved but never did I think I would be reduced to one of my biggest fears…a baby factory!

“You are evil. I hope you rot in hell.” I told him.

“I love to be the one that breaks it to you that hell doesn’t exist. It is only a figment of the imagination of people who deprive themselves of the good things of the world and want others to follow suit.”

“You will surely get what you deserve one day. Karma will catch up with you and make fun of you.”

“Your ideologies are so wrong and it is a pity. For so many decades, people keep telling me about karma. If the bitch exists, what’s stopping her from coming for me? Karma doesn’t exist in the real world. It only exists in those fictional books you read that give hope to weak humans like you who can’t fight for themselves.”

“You have less than a year to drop your first baby.”