MasukCHAPTER THIRTY TWOCLARA'S POV The weather became bright all of a sudden, with the birds flying from one tree to another with their sound humming round the sky. I woke the sleeping man beside me, his facial expression wasn't too good.“It's already morning, we have to go to the woman place before they wake up. And claim that we left early to pick them from the airport.” I whispered into his ear, he pushed me slightly, covering his face with a blanket.“Can't you just let me be? It's too early to leave the mansion.” He grimaced, squeezing his face heavily. I walked towards the light bar, switching them on rapidly.He opened his eyes widely, as his eyes ravaged a dangerous glare. “You think that because you're in my room, there's a limit off my boundaries. Who gave you that right?” His tone sharpened, as I struggled to overcome his gaze. “There's no time sir, I'm here to complete this contract and that's my major goal. Once your family catch us everything would be crashing.” I sugges
CHAPTER THIRTY ONECLARA'S POV We reached the mansion hours later. The instant we entered the entrance the dangerous man placed his hand around my waist. Trapping it comfortably all over my waist, with his broad chest embracing me.“What was the meaning of this?” I asked, my heart fleeting upon his action. His face thundered as he made different signs with his fingers.Yet again I was totally lost by his action, until I turned my face. It was the elderly lady standing at the balcony, she watched us.“Babe, you're so handsome. Let's have some rest before our daughter is back.” I replied, hugging him tightly. He reciprocated before we entered the mansion.We walked past the parlour avoiding any further glare. As we entered his room, he pushed me lightly like I was something nauseous.“Respect your boundaries now. Remember there's no place for you in my life and mansion, after four years all this would be over.” He insisted, pointing his hands towards my direction. I didn't alter a wor
CHAPTER THIRTY CLARA'S POV “Why are you on my towel?” He asked, still staring at me as if he just met a ghost.“I thought you said I should use your room while she's still around. You know that going to my bathroom while she's still around would raise more questions.” I muttered.“Let's be cordial for now, Adrian. I know you can't tolerate my presence, but just do it so we can get out from this mess.” I pleaded, sincerely. In-depthly I was fed up with all this drama, I wish it was that easy to destroy Adrian's family.“That's true, but still maintain your boundaries. I can't imagine a slut like you on my towel.” He muttered, his words struck hard on my eyes. I squeezed my hands into a fist but I knew this wasn't the underground hunt.“Those towels are worth a fortune of gold that you would never see in your life, even in your next generation.” He blunted out angrily, I passed him towards the closet.I put on a straight gown I got during the shopping mall period, placing it perfectly
CHAPTER TWENTY- NINECLARA'S POV I stuttered slightly, choking on the food I was eating. Instantly Adrian rushed into the dining hall, giving me a glass of water which I gushed immediately. “Sorry, my daughter.” She replied, the major reason for me choking, despite their overwhelming love I really hated how inquisitive these old people can be.“I'm fine ma'am,” I replied. “I'm just allergic to any discussion done on the dining table. Can I answer your question after I have eaten?” I pleaded, placing the next spoon into my mouth.She agreed surprisingly, the dining hall remained quiet throughout our meal time. The only sounds that were heard was the flickering of the knives in our plate as we stared at each other.The moment the dining hall was cleared I knew it was time for another interview. Adrian's mother in-law turned towards my direction, narrowing her eyebrows.“I'm waiting for your response, my daughter. I want to know how you managed to make such a delicious meal without you
CHAPTER TWENTY- EIGHT CLARA'S POV Adrian held his daughter slightly, signaling her to stop the conversation but the little child just wanted to answer the question her granny asked her.“My daddy said Mrs Clara should carry out all the tasks as a punishment.” She voiced, her mouth sharp and was ready to ditch all our secrets in a plater of gold.“Punishment?” She muttered, her eyes widened as she waited for our response. Even the air conditioner of the room couldn't support the tense nature of the atmosphere.“Adrian, can you tell me why you would punish who you called your wife?” She asked again, intensifying the hotness of the room.He stood speechless, rolling his eyes in a 360°. My heart spiked repeatedly, as I thought of what could breach this conversation.“Ma'am, the first time I entered the mansion I didn't know how to perform any wife duty, because I came from a rich family and as the only daughter of my parents they didn't allow me to do anything.” I explained, observing t
CHAPTER TWENTY- SEVEN CLARA'S POV We entered the room as I watched him lock his door with the remote. Despite being close to him I couldn't despair the letters or words of the password, it looked so italicized.“You can share the bed with me. At least rest till 8:00 a.m, today you're off your task till they leave.” He instructed, instantly I breathed heavily, signaling a sign of relief. I wished they could stay longer but that means I had to tolerate this man under his roof.“Okay,” I replied, moving further to the bed, I slept on the bed and the coolness clung to my skin. So this is what this man had been enjoying alone in this mansion.He entered the bed too, our bodies collided slightly together and I could feel the warmth ravaging through my thighs. Before I could breath heavily, he placed a pillow between us.“Don't cross these boundaries,” he instructed, his voice was violent, carrying the intensity that I could understand. That instant I closed my eyes and ensured I wasn't cr







