Mag-log inClara JamesI gripped the phone tightly as I closed my eyes.A deep breath left me before I pressed the screen.“Stay where the hell you are. Don’t move.”His masculine voice reached me instantly—harsh... commanding... terrifying enough to make my heart thrash in fear inside my chest.How did he know?That was the first thing that crossed my mind.I took several breaths, trying to calm the storm clashing inside me before answering with deliberate insolence, the complete opposite of how scared I actually was.“You think I’ll listen to you? In your dreams.”I said it while hurrying out of his room.“I told you to stop and don’t move from where you are!”His shout made every part of me tremble in fear.Oh God... why was he reacting like this?I froze for a few moments.Could he see me right now?“I swear, if you take one more step outside that door... I’ll break your leg.”He’d completely lost his mind.I couldn’t even speak anymore. My fear was bigger than my ability to respond.But my
Clara JamesWait...I just remembered it was Ethan’s birthday.I pulled the black dress away from myself, only for Natalie to throw another one at me. Red this time.“We’re not going to a club, you know.”I said it sarcastically while examining the dress. There was a long slit exposing part of my thigh, no sleeves, just two thin straps wrapping around the sides.“Yeah… we are going to a club.” Natalie said it confidently while taking off her clothes without caring.My eyes lit up on instinct. It had been a really long time since the last time I went to a club.“Fuck, Clara, hurry up… we’re gonna be late.”She shoved me from behind toward the bathroom. The second I stepped inside, she slammed the door shut behind me.I stared at the dress for a long moment.Should I wear it or not?Then a slow sigh left me. “To hell with all of them… life is about trying things.”I took off my soaked shirt, then my pants, and after putting the dress on, I lifted my gaze toward the mirror.A wide smile
Clara JamesThat bastard Adrian had kept me locked in here for two whole hours.Two.Hours.I’d been crying the entire time, feeling this pressure crushing my chest so hard I could barely breathe. Seriously… who the hell did he think he was to lock me up like this?Every time I thought about my mother, I cried harder. I missed her in a way that physically hurt. I called for Dad… and for Emilia… but nobody answered me.Not even one person.I buried my face into the pillow, trying to smother the loud sobs forcing their way out of me. All the negative energy inside me only exploded in one way… through endless crying.“Fuck all of you.”I slammed my fist against the bed while crying, the burning ache in my chest getting worse.“I hate you… I hate all of you!”I screamed through my sobs, glaring at the door as if someone were standing behind it. That asshole hadn’t even given me my phone back.“Go to hell, you bastard.”Just remembering his face was enough to make the anger boil harder ins
Clara James POVMy father grabbed my neck, looking at it closely. I said the first thing that came to my mind."Do not worry, Dad. They are just normal bruises. I was training with Carlos and he hit my neck by mistake. You know me, I love boxing."I hoped he would believe me. I saw the doubt in his eyes. He was searching my face, but I did not look away. If I blinked, he would know I was lying."Carlos? Is he back?"I bit my lip. I hated lying to my father. I nodded with a forced smile."Yes, he came to New York. He taught me some boxing techniques, but then he went back to Sweden."I saw the hesitation in his eyes, but he finally nodded with a smile."So you have mastered boxing now."I breathed a sigh of relief. I stepped out of his embrace and sat beside him. I took his hand and placed it on my head so he would pet me. My father smiled widely and started massaging my scalp."Yes, and I have gotten better too."I cursed Mr. Adrian a trillion times in my head. Emilia was watching us
Clara James POVI walked down the stairs, thinking about the file that bitch interrupted me from checking. Curiosity and guilt were fighting inside me."Should I take a peek or not?"I looked at Bam sitting in the middle of the hall. I reached my hand out to him, but my phone interrupted me this time. I looked at the caller ID. It was Natalie. I picked up and shouted at her."Dammit, Natalie! Why did you interrupt something so important and exciting?"I grumbled while staring at the file."Did I interrupt your sex session?"Natalie said wickedly. Heat flooded my face all over again."Do you want to die?"I threatened her, my voice full of embarrassment."Shit, Clara, you are so lucky. You have a man like Mr. Adrian."She cried out dramatically. I sat on the sofa and crossed my legs."Why?"I asked curiously, but her answer made my face burn."Mr. Adrian can satisfy you so well. As for his cock, it deserves to be worshipped."I hung up right in her face, feeling overwhelmed by the heat
Clara James POVI laughed softly and chatted with Lucas for a bit, ignoring the gaze of the beast who was killing me with his eyes. I excused myself and headed to my room. I stripped off my clothes quickly until I was naked and collapsed onto my stomach in exhaustion.My body was completely broken.I massaged my shoulders lightly. I missed my father so much. Why was he taking so long to come back?I buried my head in the pillow. Even my brother hadn't reached out to me lately.My sadness grew deeper. He promised me he would come quickly, but he was late. He was so late. I grabbed my phone and went through my contacts. I looked at Mr. Adrian’s number with a smile that reached my ears. I decided to change his name to "Handsome Bully."By mistake, I pressed the call button. I jumped out of my skin in panic."What."His voice filtered into my ears. I grabbed my phone quickly and my eyes went wide. He looked just as shocked as I was. It was a video call. I threw my phone away, screaming in
Clara POVI was hungry, so I opened the fridge. I looked longingly at the contents, pulled out an apple, and popped it into my mouth to free my hands. I grabbed a glass of milk with my right hand and a jar of Nutella with the other.I slammed the door shut with my foot. The handsome man appeared, s
Clara James POVI recognized the husky voice; it was none other than my handsome "old man.""Mr. Cole... Adrian..."I uttered his name brokenly as he hotly licked my earlobe. I closed my eyes, exhausted."You will be punished for your action."He whispered in my ear, sucking on the lobe lustfully.
Clara James POVI left him behind and rushed into the bathroom, leaning my back against the door. My nerves were shot, and my cheeks burned with regret."How could I have gotten so carried away?"I muttered regretfully:"I am so stupid. So stupid."I scolded myself, hitting my head lightly. I took
Adrian Cole POVI was carefully checking the victim, searching for any clue that would link him to the psycho behind this."Sir, we searched for the fingerprints, but they weren't registered."The voice of the officer standing respectfully before me snapped my attention.I spoke sharply, making the







