Freda POV’s
I slowly opened my eyes, and I hissed because of the banging headache I felt. I stared around and I was surprised to be in a strange room, with no idea on where I was.I immediately panicked and I tried to remember what had happened. Then I recalled leaving the my room to get sanitary pads. My memory was hazy, but there was a car, and a man, and then... nothing. The realization hit me like a freight train. I had been kidnapped, and it was none other than the man I met at the clubhouse.My heart was pounding in my chest as I climbed out of the bed and walked towards the door. I reached for the handle, and turned it slowly. My hands were shaking, and I felt like I was going to faint. But when I opened the door, I was surprised to find that it was unlocked.I walked out heading to the hallway, my mind racing. What should I do? Should I run? Should I stay and try to figure out what was going on? I didn't know what to do.I started to run down the hallway, my mind a whirl of panic and fear, even though I didn’t know where I was running to, I just wanted to escape, but as I turned the corner, I crashed into someone, sending me stumbling back, but I was immediately caught by him. When I looked up, I saw that it was the man from the night. He looked at me, a sly smile on his face.“Where do you think you're running to, little girl?” he said, his voice low and menacing. I felt my heart start to pound again, and I tried to find the words to speak. But all I could do was tremble in terror.“Why did you bring me here?” I couldn’t help but asked and he smiled, touching a strand of hair.“Because I want you,” He asked and I stared at him confusedly. I didn't expect such response from him.“You want me?” I asked and he nodded, which made me scoff.“Ever since the night we both had sex, I just want to hold and fuck you every single day,” He said and my face immediately changed to that of anger. “How dare he!”“Look Mister, what happened that night was a mistake. I'm not a callgirl, nor a slut you'd say this rubbish too. Let me go else I'd…”“Else what!” He cut me off, literally asking me to do my worst.“I’d call the cops, this is kidnapping. You could be jailed for this,” I replied, expecting him to be scared but he burst out laughing hilariously.“The cops? I'm the law! I get whatever I want. The same goes for you,” He replied and I hissed loudly, trying to get away from him but he quickly grabbed me like a piece of paper and flung me onto his shoulder.“What the hell are you doing? Let me go!” I yelled and hit him on his back but he didn't budge until he took me back to the room I once ran away from.“You’re staying here! Stop pissing me off!” He said sounding annoyed and I scoffed.“You don't want me to piss you off right? Then let me out of here. Don't you get it?” I half yelled and he immediately grabbed me by my neck.“You should have thought about that before fucking me!” He half yelled, grabbing my neck tightly, while I struggled to break free.“Leave me alone!” I yelled and a reverberating slap followed it landed on his face, and he immediately freed me. He raised up his hands to hit me, but then he kept to down.“You’d pay for this little girl, but not in this way,” He stated and he gave me this lustful expression which made me realize what he meant.“You wouldn't do that would you?” I asked but he kept quiet with his eyes ravishing every part of my body. I know I've once had sex it him, but that happened because I was hurt and drunk. Not that he's trying to force himself on me.“I’ll have you either way. You can't stop me, but seeing your reaction, I want to make it more fun,” He giggled and I could only look at him wondering if he was okay upstairs.“I want you to fall in love with me, that's the only way you'd give yourself to me willingly,” He stated and I laughed, amused by the rubbish he just said.“Love you? You’re sick. Jake is the only man I’ve ever loved, and he’d remain the last,” I stated with finally, and he glared at me but he suddenly smirked.“You don’t know what I’m capable of little girl, the more you keep on saying trash to me, everyone around you would suffer for it,” He said and my eyes widened, but i suddenly smirked. He took only me right? Definitely Miranda would be safe.“Who are you thinking about? Miranda? She’s probably been locked up right now,” He said and I immediately stood up, holding him by his trouser.“Where is Miranda? What have you done to her?” I screamed angrily, but deep down I was scared to my guts.“I did nothing to her, you did! She’s just in the dungeon, paying the price for the slap you gave me, and also for the way you spoke to me,” He replied plainly and I stood up in frustration, but I wasn’t falling for his tricks.“You’re sick!” I yelled.“Oh yeah, I’m a psychopath, that’s why I’m doing this to your friend!” He half yelled and he shoved his phone in my hand. I stared at the phone only to to see Miranda chained to the wall, with some men flogging her from behind. She was looking so tired as she cried her eyes out.“Stop it! Please tell them to stop!” I screamed in tears, my heart broke at the sight of this, I couldn’t just sit down and watch Miranda suffer in my stead. She was my lifeline and my only supporter.“What do you want? You want this?” I asked in tears, and I started undressing myself, but he immediately grabbed my hands.“Like I said before, I want to have you when you’re willing,” He said but I could only nod even when I knew that would never happen, even for a lifetime.“I want you to stay here with me and never throw tantrums of try to escape,” He said while staring into my eyes, at that moment I felt like stabbing him to death, but I knew I would only get Miranda killed.“I’ll do whatever you want,” I replied and he smiled.“That’s my little girl,” He replied, but the whole thought that filled my head was the thought of killing him for what he did to Miranda.“I’ll kill you!” I mumbled angrily to myself.Freda's POV"I would fuck you mercilessly before shoving a bullet down your throat" Hardin replied almost immediately, looking at me straight in the eyes, and I could see that he wasn't Bluffing. "Just let me and my friend go, and I will forget this ever happened I promise," I said trying to beg my way out of the situation but it seemed as thou it only made him mad as his grip on my hands tightened."I don't think you understand what is going on," he said angrily bringing a gun out of his pocket, I froze at the sight of it as a wave of panic surged through my veins. Is he going to shoot me? I wondered to myself "This is what is going to happen to your friend if you ever think of escaping this place"He brought the gun to my face tracing it gently down to my throat, I shut my eyes close unable to breathe properly, suddenly I heard a loud bang which made me jump in fear.I opened my eyes immediately only to see that he had put a bullet through the door. my heart leaped into my throat,
Freda's POV"He is not that bad Freda, I promise you" Candy replied calmly, how can I believe that the man who kidnapped my best friend and threatened to kill me is not a bad person? "I find that hard to believe candy, I know you work for him and it's okay if you don't want to say anything bad about your boss but we both know that isn't true, Hardin is a monster," I said disagreeing with what she said, I can believe she is trying to whitewash Hardin. "Believe it or not Freda, Hardin is a kind and loving man as far as you obey his rule and don't do anything to offend him" she replied with a smile on her face.I couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not but either way I didn't want to be here. "Okay," I replied because I didn't know what else to say so I just pulled my clothes and went into the bathroom. "I will leave you to it, and if you need anything just let me know," she said before leaving me alone with my thoughts.As I sank into the soothing warmth of the bathtub, my
Freda's POV“Put these on, little one.” He commanded as he tossed a gown at me. I tilted my head to give him a straight stare as my heart raced faster. I took a deep breath as I took the cloth he threw at me. From the scent of the cloth, I could tell he had just bought them. I looked at the dress and was prompted to ask him why he had asked me to wear his newly bought dress. “May I ask why?” I said in a low voice, and he chuckled dryly, smirking at the end. He took a deep breath as he walked toward me, holding my chin and raising my head to look at him. He looked directly into my eyes as if he were searching for something while he smirked.“We are going out.” He said in a small voice as if he were whispering. I could not help but exhale rapidly as I tried to calm my racing heartbeat down. He let go of my chin and walked towards the door. “Where are you taking me?” I asked in a low tone, and he stopped abruptly, tilting his head to look at me. My heart skipped and bit the moment his
Freda's POVEverything seemed to pause immediately after I realized what I had done. Everyone gasped as they looked at us. Hardin tilted his head to look around the whole place, gesturing to everyone that they could continue their activities, while I lowered my head as I was embarrassed. I heaved a sigh in fear as his words reverberated in my mind. My heart raced faster, and my heart pounded hard as I stood in front of him. My hands trembled gently as fear washed over me.How the hell did I end up with a mafia lord after just a nightstand? I could not get my head around it. He brought out his handkerchief and wiped my mouth with it. I closed my eyes slowly as I could not get his words off my mind. He was a Mafia Lord. I thought. That explains his luxurious and exotic lifestyle. I then understood why he told me he referred to himself as the law, and why he said he could get anything he desired.“Are you okay, little one?” He asked rapidly as he placed a hand on my shoulder, raising his
Freda’s POV I saw at the corner of the room with my leg wrapped around my chest, I couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The weight of my circumstances bore down on my shoulders, making it hard to breathe. It was as if the walls of my room were closing in on me, suffocating any remnants of the carefree girl I once was.My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of the situation I had found myself in. I longed for the freedom I once had, where my choices were my own and I could pursue my dreams without any restrictions. The room seemed to close in on me, amplifying my sense of confinement. It was as if I was trapped in a gilded cage, where my every move was monitored and controlled.I couldn't help but reflect on how my life had taken such a dark turn. I wondered how I had become trapped in a situation where my autonomy was stripped away, where fear became my constant companion. It felt like a cruel twist of fate, a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.As I
Freda’s POV As I entered the restroom, my heart was still racing, my mind filled with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I couldn't shake off the feeling of Hardin's touch, the way it made my skin tingle, even though I knew deep down that I didn't want it.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, searching for answers, trying to make sense of the chaos inside me. My eyes, usually filled with confidence, now held a glimmer of confusion and vulnerability. How did I let myself be affected by his touch? Why couldn't I deny the fact that it stirred something within me?A wave of self-doubt crashed over me as I analyzed my reactions. Was I weak for feeling a flicker of pleasure amidst the discomfort? Did it make me complicit in his actions? These questions gnawed at my conscience, tearing at the fabric of my self-worth.“What the fuck Freda” I yelled at my reflection in the mirror, trying to make sense of what just happened.Turning on the faucet, I cupped my hands under the cool water,
Freda's POVI took a deep breath as I leaned against the wall of the bathroom, placing my palm on my forehead, and cleaning the sweat that dripped down my face. I exhaled rapidly as I could not understand why Hardin had decided to treat me in such a way. I hated this feeling and I cursed the day I met him. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to calm my racing heart. Everything played in my head like a movie and I could not help but sob. This is not the life I planned for. I thought.Being stuck with a Mafia Lord because of a one-night stand was never part of my life plans. But thanks to Jake who broke my heart, I ended up stuck with a Mafia Lord. Now all my life plans have been disoriented. My mind wandered off to Miranda, who was still in his den, going through torture because of me. I felt guilt weighing down on my shoulders and also clouded my heart. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through my mouth, slightly opened. What have I gotten myself into, all in the name of
Freda's POVMy days here in Hardin's mansion are almost turning into a week. I could not get my mind off the wild things I had been experiencing in his house since I was forced here. Lately, I had been planning to escape. I had all the plans mapped out, and I could not wait for the right opportunity to elope from this prison. I sat on the edge of my bed with my palm on my chin. I heaved a heavy sigh as different thoughts ran through my mind. Miranda was still locked up in a cell. I felt guilt clouding my heart, but I had made up my mind to leave the mansion and source for help outside.A knock suddenly came on the door, jolting me from my reverie. Who could be at the door? I wondered. I knew it wasn't Hardin because knocking did not fit so well into his personality.“Come in,” I yelled in a shaky voice and the door suddenly opened, revealing Candy, holding a new bedsheet in her hand. I hissed inaudibly as I tilted my head away from her. I stood up slowly from the bed and walked towar