Abby’s POV
"I will never come back to you again!" I yelled at him while crying and then walked away from him. My eyes are already swollen from sobbing as a result of the agony and misery that has been inflicted upon me.
"Stop running away from me, Abby!" He spoke gently, yet his voice was so compelling that it could make me stop walking, and I looked at him with a fierce and penetrating gaze.
"Do you know why I always try to avoid you? It's because I don't even know you." I answered him in a calm voice, and when I didn't hear anything back, I just turned around and got in a taxi to go somewhere far away from him.
I took a deep breath and reached for my purse to find my credit card to pay for the taxi. When I got to the place where I used to live when I was young, I realized that this is where I tried to save all my money for a small apartment when I was in college, and now I'm here. I'm back in this place again.
I opened the door to the old apartment with the keys in my purse and turned on the light. Then, as I was getting ready to go to my room, I saw old pictures of Miguel and me. I miss those blue eyes that smiled at me and the way we breathed together under the sunlight. I never told him how much I loved him, and he died without ever hearing those words. I really miss everything about him.
The person who killed him was still free to move around in this country. I wish that someone could make things right for him after what happened to him.
I took the picture frame and put it on the table while I quietly cried. Then I felt something strange in the picture frame. Behind the picture frame was a flash drive. I took it, and my eyes furrowed while staring at it, and I started to open my laptop to check what was inside. But it needs a strong password, and I have no idea what it is.
"I'm glad you already found it..." I took out the flash drive and stared at the strange man in the doorway, where he was standing calmly. He moved forward and said, "Abby, give me the flash drive."
"Who the hell are you?!" I yelled at him, and his tongue clicked because he didn't like my question. "I'm not someone you'll want to know about! Give me that fucking flash drive and I won't kill you." But I can't give him this flash drive. Maybe Miguel thinks this is so important that he put it here so no one else can find it.
"No, I won't!" I took a step back and looked for a way out, but there wasn't one. When I turned my head to look at the man who was waiting for me to escape, he already had his gun pointed at me.
"If you move, you'll die." He made me feel scared with his scary voice.
What in the world is going on? Why do these terrible things always seem to happen to me? I was gasping for air like crazy, and my forehead was dripping with sweat. I went completely still as I stared at him and waited for him to pull the gun's trigger. I might die today. Maybe—
Then I heard a few gunshots around the area. I tightly shut my eyes and listened to the man next to me groan in pain and drop his hurt body to the floor. I opened my eyes and started shaking out of fear as I saw the man's blood streaming down on the floor. I looked around, and my eyes landed on the man who had just saved my life. It was Fabian who looked dangerously furious looking at the man who tried to hurt me.
“Get in the car, we should get out of here!”
“You… You killed him!” I screamed at him because I was scared, and he looked at me and said, "It's okay, Abby... be with me tonight, your life is in danger! Trust me, okay?"
I slap his chest while crying and panicking hysterically, “No…I won’t.”
"Well, I can't do anything else but bring you with me!" He took my fragile body outside and shoved me into his car. Then he put the seatbelt around me and locked the car so that I couldn't escape him.
"What... What're you doing?" When I felt like he had injected me with something that could make me weak and sleepy at the same time, I bit my lower lip and moaned in pain.
"Sleep, sweetie."
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I awoke with handcuffs on my wrists and chained to the bed. However, Fabian was standing so calmly and looked directly into my eyes while wearing a basic t-shirt that could make him appear to look so hot.
He's a fucking crook, and I'm not attracted to him.
I slowly closed my eyes, and he sat down on the bed and leaned forward to look at my face. He put a slender finger on my chin and lifted it to level with my face, saying, "Don't be afraid of me, you're safe now."
"What is going on? Where's the flash drive?" I asked in panic.
"Don't worry about it, I've got it covered." He looked at me with a stern look in his eyes, and his pink lips parted smoothly.
"I'm curious about what's going on."
He took the handcuffs off my wrist and said, "Promise me you'll never run away from me."
"I can't make that promise."
He heaved a sigh, took a long breath, and then looked at me and said, "Why do you make this so hard for me, Abby? Why are you trying to escape me when I can give you everything you want in this world?"
"Why do you keep trying to get close to me? I don't know you, and you don't know me. You're rich, so you can have all the beautiful and rich girls you want. Why...Why me?"
"Because you're different," He said.
Abby’s POV "Well, I don't feel special just because I'm different..." I tapped furiously on the table with my hand. "Your family doesn't want you, Abby. I'm now your family, so you're my wife, and you signed the contract. remember?!" Then I looked into his eyes, which were as cold as ice and as deep as my soul. "What do you want me to do? What am I supposed to do as your wife then?!" "Do whatever you can to make me happy." “I’m not a clown!” I yelled at him. "No, you're not a clown but my wife. It's a responsibility of yours to please me." Then he leaned over to kiss my forehead, slammed the door, and left me in the spacious dark room. *********** I got out of bed and made an effort to investigate the goings-on in this mysterious mansion. I have no idea what the Mafia is involved in, but in my head, they are just as nasty as any other criminal, out to get rich quickly and kill anyone who stands in their way. I bring my phone along and take pictures all over the mansion. Th
Abby’s POV When his hand squeezed the delicate part of my body, it made me feel nervous, so I took a deep breath and slapped his handsome face. I'm not happy with what he's doing to me because his hot kisses make me lose control of my body. "Why did you slap me, woman?!" He asked while rubbing the side of his face, then grabbed my face and playfully kissed me. I've been trying to get away from him, but I can't. He grabbed my lips and sucked me like there wasn't going to be another day. I took a breath between those kisses that almost killed me, and when he was done, I looked at his face. Then he said while panting, "Take off your undies...I want to touch your core..." "Huh?" I asked with wide eyes. "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Or do I need to say it again?!" He asked while looking at my face so I lowered my head and slowly took off my lace underwear. Then he put his finger inside my femininity, which made me gasp and look at him in shock. My face was red, and I could
Abby’s POV "Hey, wake up." He touched the side of my face while staring at me intently. I sighed and looked around. It was a beautiful modern castle. There was a line of maids waiting to greet Fabian. "Is this your home?" I take a deep breath. "My parents' place." He told me, and then he opened the door for me. Then we walked to the aisle, and I was so nervous because those maids were staring at me. They didn't look like regular maids at all. I looked over at Fabian, who was standing next to me. He seems so calm, and his eyes are straight on the front door of the modern castle. When the big door opened, his parents and a few other people were there to greet us. "Oh, is this the sweetheart babe you were telling me about?" The woman in her mid-50s looked at me and walked over to hug me. I was nervous about meeting new people, but this woman seemed so friendly and warm. "Hey, you must be Abby Miller?" She asked. "Hi, Nice to meet you." I greeted her with a kind smile even though
Abby’s POV “No, I’m sorry…” "Don't ask for forgiveness…ask for mercy!" "You asked for this, Abby," he growled as he pushed me to bed. "What are you doing?" I asked with a soft sigh, and my lips were quivering in fear. He quickly took off my dress, and I embraced myself in dread and said, "No, don't!" As soon as he saw me crying out of fear, he stopped. I think he had been this rough with other women before, which is why he didn't mind punishing them with rough sex. He stood in front of me and sighed, "I'm going to tell you one thing! This is just a warning! If you disobey me again, I may not be able to stop myself!" Then he took off his long sleeves and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower because I could tell from the look in his eyes that he wanted to devour me whole, and he was burning with desire and arousal but stopped himself from wanting me. Why? If he wants to, he can. I closed my eyes and wrapped myself in the quilt. When he was done, I felt him come up be
Abby’s POV "Huh? What do you think?" Natasha waved her gun around like it was a toy, and Ariella said calmly. "Put down your gun or Fabian will kill you today," She put her gun down and gulped as she heard Fabian just come out of the front door. Fabian and his team just got back from a long meeting. When he looked at me, I turned my head down because I didn't want to look at him. "What are you doing here, Natasha?!" Natasha laughs and says, "Hmm, Fabian, I only want to see you. Is something wrong with seeing you? You don't miss your former sex slave?" "Don't talk to me like that!" Fabian's voice rang through the house, and his eyes burned with anger as he looked at Natasha. Natasha became as scared as a rabbit of its predator, and just as she was about to walk, Xander came and said. "Natasha! I've been looking for you! Follow me!" "Yes, Master…" She put her hands behind her back and went upstairs with Xander. Fabian took a few steps toward me and whispered, "Are you alright?
Abby’s POV "How can you treat us like this?! You hurt us by getting married to Fabian Collins without telling us." Faye followed me at the back of the church while I tried to calm down from the chaos and shame she caused when she yelled at my wedding and called me a slut. "Yeah, by calling me a slut in front of everybody?!" She made a mocking face, reached for my hair, and broke my clip. "You! I expect you to be good to my family. You owe them your own existence; without them, you cease to exist as Abby Miller." "Please, what are you talking about? Are you talking nonsense again, Faye?! If my wedding bothered you so much, then you are free to go." I pulled away from her grip, and when she was about to slap my face, a man's firm hand stopped her from hurting me. "Oops, you cannot hurt my wife like that." Faye’s expression became pale as she glanced at Fabian and she immediately let go from his grip. Then she pointed a finger at me, “We are not done yet, Abby! You will face mom
Abby’s POV I was currently trying to pack my little things in my luggage when I heard a loud bang outside the Villa. Xander rained bullets outside the Villa, and all the maids ducked and hid inside the house. They were afraid of what else Xander would do, while I was curious as to why Xander would do this in the middle of the night. Fabian just finished his shower and said, "Abby, don't come outside! Stay!" Fabian went outside to stop his brother from firing gunshots in a hysterical state. Then I closed my eyes tightly and listened to the arguments and fought outside. I put my ear to the wall, sighed, and murmured, "What a sociopath," Because of what he did, everyone was scared and worried, and when the gunshots stopped, everyone felt better. I heard that Fabian was giving his brother a lecture and even dragged Xander inside. "What?! Do you want to hurt me now?" "Xander, what the fuck is your problem?" I went downstairs because I was curious, and they both stared at me. "So,
Abby’s POV We got to the island in the middle of the night. I could only hear insects buzzing and birds chirping, as well as the mellow sound of the waves, but it was too dark to see anything without the moon. Fabian was right in front of me, but I didn't notice because I was looking up at the moon. I hit my head on his hardback. "Ouch!" "Are you hurt?" "I'm... I'm fine. Don't stare at me that way," I avoided looking at his face and I went to walk far away from him. "Where are you going, Abby? Do you know where to go?" He asked as he was bothered to follow me anywhere. "Well, I didn't know we had to be on this island by ourselves!" "Don't you know about Honeymoon?" he asks with a soft laugh. "We have to be alone, of course, but what if we're naked and everyone can see?" My anger made my eyes sparkle with rage, and I asked him, "Honeymoon? Why do we have to have a honeymoon if we don't like each other romantically?! You feel nothing but lust!" He pulled me closer to him, gra