ALICE'S POV
“ I won't do it again Dad... ” The child was repeating this to herself and I was watching her once again, as I sat in the far right corner of the same dark basement.It was cold down here and the thin clothes the girl wore, surely did not help. She was shivering as she pulled her knees to her chest and placed her head over the right one.Cold, Hurt and Lonely.I could still feel the coldness seeping through my bones, but as always, I was unable to move from my spot and reach out to her so I did only thing...I sat in the same corner and kept my eyes fixed on her until everything started to fade into nothing.Blinking my eyes open, I stared at the ceiling without roof. I stared at those stars and the stars blinked back at me.' I know her. She is my daughter. ' Jonas Lincoln's voice echoed in my ears, making me blink rapidly.Was this a way to tell someone about such a huge truth? I wondered,The next chapter will be up in half an hour 💜
ALICE'S POV “ My Mom did this to me. ” He revealed to me truthfully. His voice was void of any emotion, but his eyes spoke volumes. The pain lingered in those steely grey orbs. Raw and Unbearable. Even after years. In a moment, I forgot all about me and I could only think about Damien. I could feel his pain radiating off him. Was this even possible to feel someone else's pain? Maybe, it was possible. I was experiencing it right now. I did not like him like this. Weak and Hurt. My heart twisted cruelly in my chest, but my mouth refused to let any word out. If I said anything... Anything...Even a word... He was going to think that I pitied him, when I did not. I felt his pain in my heart but he would not understand this.It was strange, but it was true. He watched me. I knew he waited for my reaction. He waited for me to show him pity. He waited for m
ALICE'S POV Standing in front of my father's hospital room, I stared at the door blankly. I was unable to even blink my eyes. Dad asked Ace to bring Alice as soon as he woke up. This was giving me chills. A lump was stuck in my throat, refusing to go down. I felt hurt, confused, disbelief, angry, happy...Overwhelmed. I had not decided if this was a good thing or a bad thing yet. What if he called me here to tell me that I was not his daughter all over again? I knew now. I knew everything so I did not need him to tell me this fact again and again. I was tired of it. He was my father and I would not have it any other way, no matter how hard Michelle Anderson tries to get rid of me. Heaving a heavy breath to fill my burning lungs with much needed oxygen, I was about to slide the door open when the door opened on its own. Surprised, I looked forward and found Mom staring back at me. Seeing her here,
ALICE'S POV Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into hours. The sun went down and the moon came up, while I kept sitting there holding my Father's freezing hand. They tried to get me away from him. Everyone did try, but no one quite succeeded. I did not want to let go. He asked me to keep holding his hand. I never once cried or screamed or called anyone or even looked away from my father's peaceful face. His lips were blue now. If someone ever asked me how death could actually feel like, I would say that it was an endless coldness. Because, that's what I felt holding his hand and knowing that he was dead. “ Alice. Please! ” Ace whispered out to me and touched my shoulder carefully to get me out of this trance. I did not budge from my spot. I could hear them... The murmurs between the hospital staff. My Mom's cries.
ALICE'S POV My father died earlier today and I left the only man who was able to reach out to me in all my weakest moments. How did it feel to be honest? Cold. One word was enough to explain all my emotions right now. I was sitting on the footpath. Yeah. Once again. I might have developed an obsession with running away from everyone and then ending up in the middle of nowhere. Sitting on the footpath of a road that looked like something out of a horror movie, I stared at the stars. I never liked to gaze at stars actually. Not until my father took our family to picnics when I was little. He would make me and Ace gaze at the stars along with him and Mom. He liked it. Gazing at the stars was just a way to feel connected to those ecstatic memories. I had never accepted this fact until now. Sighing, I looked down at my hands. I could still sense the feel of my father's cold and Damie
ALICE'S POV After I accepted Jonas Lincoln's stupid ass offer with only one condition, he walked out of the room and suggested me to take some rest. He was already acting like a Dad and he thought I appreciated this. No. I did not. It was annoying. Then, he came back with some papers at night and he seemed less annoying, but too useless as I was done with him already. I accepted everything he gave me, because I did not want Damien to overpower me once more and also because, I wanted to know what it was like to be in power for once. Thinking about all of this, the night passed away. I was gazing at the sky the whole time, while sitting in the balcony attached to this lavish room, that belonged to me from today. Sun was about to come up. Sighing, I got up from the chair resting in the balcony and marched back inside my room. I needed to call Ace and ask him about the funeral.
ALICE'S POV A week passed. A week of feeling the same coldness creeping inside my hollow heart. That day at the funeral when I told Mom about how I was Damien's Mistress, she did not say anything. It was shocking. She just turned on her silent mode. It really turned off my mood though. She was supposed to scream and cause a scene and I was supposed to tell her about Jonas Lincoln, but she never did that. She kept watching me with those tears-filled hurt eyes, just like Ace did. Strange. They behaved really strange. A week and I had already settled in Lincoln Villa. Jonas Lincoln was hardly home, but whenever he was, he came to me and tried to talk. I ended up answering him in short yes or no though. I was getting bored today. Really - Really bored. It was like I needed to be on my feet all the time. I needed to be doing something all the time. I needed to be busy. Because when my mind was empty, memories starte
ALICE'S POV “ But he has already signed the papers and handed them over to me, Darling. ” I dropped the bomb over his head, enjoying his dumbfounded reaction. He knew I would not lie to him about such things. He was finally acting smart. “ Now get ready and take me out Hayes. I am so bored. ” I blinked blankly and turned around to go back to my spot on the couch. “ Alice. ” His voice softened. He gave up so soon. “ You don't want Madison to be hurt right? ” I tutted and rested my head on the sofarest. Silence prevailed after that. When I glanced up after a moment, he was already gone. Heaving a heavy breath, I rested my head on the sofarest and closed my eyes. My eyes were burning so bad. This was due to the lack of sleep, that I had experienced in the last week. I just could not sleep no matter how hard I tried. I threatened Hayes the same way he did to me, but the thing he did not know
ALICE'S POV Rick was becoming my favorite prey so far. Gullibe and easy to fool. I was dead drunk so my mind was jiggly, but even in this state... I knew when Rick approached me. I knew that Hayes and Madison were talking. I knew that Hayes was keeping an eye on me. I knew when Rick called me ' Kitten ' and it forced all memories to resurface. I knew when he touched my waist and I smiled at him, assuring him that I would not scream at his touch this time. I knew when I made him think that I was into this willingly now. And admist all of this... I also knew what I was going to do to him. I wondered about the thing Rick might care about, when I was coming here with Hayes. And one thing came to my mind. Reputation. Rich and respected - feared people like him, cared too much about their good reputation. Whatever they did behind the curtains, they never