“If you break anything, your boss will pay ten times for it” I spat as Ethan’s staff dragged my large suitcase up the stairs.
We had agreed to move in together to make our little arrangement look more realistic. We were yet to break the news to our family and friends but Ethan the genius suggested cohabitation as a way to seal the deal. To be honest, I wasn’t mad. This arrangement was quite beneficial to me. My rent was almost due and I had tons of bills to pay. Ethan was practically doing me a favour but I’d rather shove concrete down my throat than admit it. My new temporary home was a two storey penthouse in the outskirts of town. It had a beautiful view of the mountains and it had a lush garden that looked like it blossomed all year round. “Carefully with that!” I screamed as the staff mistakenly dropped my suitcase. He apologized repeatedly before picking up the large box. We finally arrived at my assigned bedroom. The large door stood between a study and another room that was locked. “Is that your boss’ room?” I asked the staff. He shook his head vigorously, “No…we don’t go in there or she will be pissed”. “she?” I gasped. The staff nodded and walked away without uttering another word. She? Ethan did not have a sister, and his mother had a large mansion in the middle of town. Who was she? I pushed my questions to the back of my mind and carried on with moving into the room. It was a beautifully decorated room with a king sized bed and a walk in closet. I barely had enough clothes to fit into a regular closet, what the hell was I supposed to the with a walk in closet? There was a large balcony that had a stunning view of the garden and lake,it was hard to shut the door and return to the gruesome task of unpacking. I spent my entire Saturday afternoon sorting through piles of clothes, donating my old furniture and responding to work emails. Time was far spent and so was I. I lay supine in bed and tried to force myself to sleep. A soft knock sounded from the door. Great! Another distraction that would prevent me from resting. I propped the door open and was met with a beautiful young girl, not more than twenty or twenty one. “Hello ma'am” she greeted curtly. “Maddie, just call me Maddie” I smiled at her. “What is your name?” I asked her. “Lena” she retorted. “Great! Do you want to come in?” I asked, trying to sound polite. “No, Mr King requested that you join him for dinner” she said softly. I nodded, “I’ll be there shortly”. She smiled and turned to leave but quickly halted in her tracks. She turned back to me, a look of indecision and hesitation visible on her face. She stood still for a moment before finally speaking, “He said you should wear something nice”she blurted before scurrying off like a mouse. The nerve of that man, his audacity was questionable and sometimes, I wished I could smack him across the face. Moving in together was his idea, now he was going to force me to look prim and proper to have a bowl of cereal or microwaved pizza. I made up my mind. If I was going to have dinner, I would have it in my room, away from him. I returned to bed and tried to fall asleep again. It was almost 8pm and I knew as much as I tried, I wasn’t going to fall asleep. My body was used to being overworked and my sleep schedule was a mess. Only a hot shower would help me and I was yet to check out the bathroom. I took off my clothes and slipped into a robe. The bathroom was the size of my old apartment. It had a large tub and the tiles and walls were so white that they could cause blindness. It had very modern facilities, the kind you see in fancy hotels and movies. I filled the tub with warm water and just enough soap to make the bathroom smell like a beauty store. I wasted no time jumping into the tub. The water was cool against my skin and the soothing effect was out of this world. I lay in the tub for several minutes, undisturbed and in much needed silence. My body was extremely relaxed and I soon fell asleep. “Madison” “Madison” the voice called again. “Wake up” the voice yelled as water splashed my face. My eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light and I slowly took in my surrounding. “What are you doing in here, you…perv?” I screamed at the top of my lungs when I realized Ethan was standing beside the tub, wiping his hand with a towel. “You were supposed to be at the dinner table two hours ago” he frowned. “I never said I was coming”I spat. “Please get out” I said, pointing to the door. “No” he scoffed. “No? I’m literally butt naked. Get out!” I screamed. “No. It’s my house and I am free to be where ever I want” he replied coolly. Ethan was beyond impossible. He was crazy, out of his mind. And if I wasn’t stuck in this tub, the only thing protecting my dignity, a little layer of soap and bubbles, I would have smacked the day light out of his eyes. “Are you going to be coming down for dinner?” he asked, his eyes focused on me. “No. I don’t want to eat with you. Leave me alone” I huffed. “very well then” he sighed before turning to leave. I sighed in relief as I watched him walk out of the bathroom. The moment I hear the room door slam shut, I would run out of this tub and get dressed as soon as possible. My relief was quickly turned into dread as Ethan returned back into the bathroom with the vanity chair in his hands. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I screamed. “You need to leave immediately, stop being an ass” I cussed. He completely ignored me and set the chair beside the tub, so close that if he looked closely, he would be able to see my naked body. He unbuttoned his jacket and slid into the chair. “Are you fucking serious?” I huffed, my body boiling with frustration. He completely ignored me and my tantrums, instead, he pulled out his phone and began scrolling through what I presumed was i*******m. What the hell had I gotten myself into? Ethan was dick. He always has been and he would never change. What was I expecting when I agreed to move in with him? The water had become cold and I was certain I would start shivering soon. My forced companion on the other hand, looked relaxed and completely unbothered. There was no way I was backing down and giving in to this jackass’ request. I would freeze to death if need be. My alarm rang from the bedroom, indicating it was almost 10pm. The water was now ice cold and I had began shivering. Ethan was still on his on his phone. Sensing my eyes on him, he ,looked up, a small smile playing on his lips. “Ready to have dinner now, love?” he asked, suppressing his laughter. “Suck my dick” I spat as I flipped him my middle finger. “I’m bored and I don’t want to be here all night” he declared. “Then leave” I spat. He shook his head and began to take off his jacket. “What the fuck are you doing?” I asked as panic began to surge through my veins. I begged God and every diety on earth to save me. If Ethan got into this tub with me, I would be arrested for murder. He didn’t get into the tub with me. Instead, her rolled up his sleeves and moved closer to the tub. “What? You’re going to pull me out?” I asked. “No, you’d come out on your own” he replied. What the hell did that even mean? There was no way on earth I would step out of the tub if he was in the bathroom. “Are you going to come down for dinner now?” he asked again. “Fuck off” I spat. He shrugged and plunged his arm into the tub. Dread washed over me as Ethan pulled out his arm with the drain plug tucked between his fingers. The water began to slowly disappear. I screamed on top of my lungs, hoping one of the staff would hear and come to my rescue. “They wouldn’t dare come in here” Ethan laughed. “Fuck! I hate you so much” I screamed and he laughed even louder. “I expect you to be downstairs in thirty minutes” he said as he tossed the plug back in. “Don’t make me come back up here” he warned before picking up his jacket and leaving the room."This next time your whore breathes near me, I'll have her locked up for life," Eleanor threatened as she nursed her bruised cheek.It felt great to finally stand up to her, but a part of me wished that I didn't. It felt like everyone was against me and I had done the unthinkable.While they all tried to pacify her, I slipped out and headed to the garden.I needed air, I needed to think."I thought you'd be celebrating your victory?" A smooth male voice sounded behind me.I turned around to find Harry approaching the garden bench where I was seated.He had two wine glasses in his left hand and a bottle of unopened wine in the other."It's not much of a victory if your heart feels heavy afterwards," I sighed heavily.Harry shrugged and began filling up both glasses."I'm sorry I hit your mum," I whispered under my breath."I kind of acted without thinking."Harry chuckled,"You should do that more often."I was taken aback by his statement. He wanted me to hit his mum more often? "I m
I stared at the unsigned contract on the nightstand as Ethan paced across the room, barking instructions into his phone.Sleep had been impossible. My heart felt bruised, my nerves were completely frayed. But the truth was harsh and unforgiving, I couldn’t afford to walk away. I didn't have the money to cover legal fees or pay Ethan back.“I’ll go back with you,” I said quietly, cutting through his conversation.Ethan paused and stared at me I'm confusion. “What?”“I’ll return to New York. With you," I murmured.His eyes searched mine for a long, tense minute before he finally spoke again. “Are you sure?”No. I wasn't. I hated him, I hated his family and the drama. I wanted peace and freedom but my bad decisions have trapped me in a blank space where I can't afford any of those.I nodded. I had no choice.I had to be Mrs King for another year whether I liked it or not.~The jet ride back was silent.Ethan sat across from me, flipping through documents like he was purposely trying to
The city lights blurred past as I watched from the backseat of my cab, my fingers trembling against the cool glass. I didn’t know if I was running away or just running, but either way, I was done with Ethan King. Done with his threats, done with his lies, done with the fucked up circus he called a life.I clutched my small bag tighter and gave the driver the address of a new hotel I’d found online, one buried in the middle of the city’s chaos where no one would think to look for me. Somewhere I could disappear and lay low till I figured out my next plan.It was past midnight when we arrived at the hotel. The streets were quiet except for the occasional buzz of a neon sign or the hum of a motorcycle speeding by. The hotel stood tall and elegant, its windows gleaming with beautifully decorated iron frames that protected the privacy of guests. I walked in, trying to look normal, even though my nerves were screaming.The receptionist barely looked up. “Room for one?”“Yes,” I breathed. “S
I slipped the ring into my pocket and murmured a quick thank you, even though I was still completely thrown off. Except Ethan, no one else was egoistic enough to buy gifts for someone they had betrayed.I knew he was here somewhere, I just couldn't guess where.The second I turned my back to leave the market, the weird prickling sensation returned. The hairs on my neck stood up and my stomach formed knots. Something was about to happen, I wasn't safe.I wasn’t imagining it.Someone was watching me.I picked up my pace, weaving through the crowd, but the feeling got stronger each passing second. My hands clenched into fists inside the sleeves of my hoodie. I told myself to stay calm. Just get to the main street, flag a cab and go back to the hotel. Nothing was going to happen and I would be fine in no time.I glanced over my shoulder and my heart skipped.There was a man. Not the same one from the other night, but similar in build, wearing a dark cap, hoodie pulled low. He wasn’t shopp
I had promised myself never to leave this room again.After the terrifying encounter on the streets, my mind had been a mess of paranoia and fear. Every shadow outside my window felt like a threat. Every knock on my hotel door made my skin crawl.How long could I possibly live like this?Returning back home wasn't an option, I was having way too much peace of mind. Staying here on the other hand was scary, the man that had harassed me was never caught.What are the odds that he won't come back for revenge. My plan to hide away from the world was working well until I got an email from Mrs Cheng, my supervisor at the office.“Miss Taylor, your presence is required for a Zoom meeting tomorrow morning,” my supervisors email read. “Please dress appropriately.”Panic settled deep in my chest. I had been working in nothing but oversized shirts and sweatpants for weeks. I left most of my fancy dresses at my first hotel and the ones I had left weren't appropriate for work.I tore through my s
~MADISON~Life was simple without Ethan, Samantha and all the unnecessary drama.It was quiet, peaceful and somewhat predictable. I had created a routine for myself which would make solitude more bearable.I woke up, worked from my hotel room, and only went out at night when the streets were emptier or less crowded.No unnecessary interactions, no surprises, just peace and quiet.Or at least, that’s what I told myself.The truth?I was hiding.From the world. From him. From the mess I’d left behind.But it was easier this way.I had just finished an early morning meeting when a knock sounded at my door.I wanted to ignore it but the knocks only grew louder and more persistent.“Miss Taylor?” one of the hotel staff called.I opened the door, forcing a polite smile. “Yes?”“We need to clean your room today. Hotel policy,” the woman explained.I hesitated. Letting strangers into my space felt like a complete destruction of my routine but I also knew I couldn’t refuse forever. It was eith
~ETHAN ~“Samantha!!”I held up the tablet, my jaw clenched so tight I thought my teeth might crack.She immediately went pale, but it lasted only a second before her expression smoothed into one of practiced innocence.“What’s that?” she asked, reaching for the tablet. I pressed play and forced the tablet into her hands.Her breath hitched and her usual calm facade faltered.She was panicking.“Care to explain?” I asked, my voice dangerously calm despite the anger bubbling beneath the surface.She let out a short, nervous laugh. “Ethan, I—”“Don’t,” I cut her off immediately, my patience wearing thin. “Don’t you dare try to spin this. You lied to me.”Her eyes flared with anger, desperation and guilt. “You owe me, Ethan!” she shot back. “After everything we’ve been through—”“I don’t owe you shit,” I snarled, stepping closer. “I gave up everything to take care of you, thinking you were hurt. Thinking you needed me. But the whole time, you were faking it?”She crossed her arms, lift
~ETHAN~The walls were closing in.I had always prided myself on control—control over my emotions, my life, my choices. But this? This was a nightmare.Samantha had finally found a way to trap me.She blamed me for her accident. She made me feel responsible. And now, I was stuck playing her doting caretaker, suffocating under the weight of her many expectations.I barely slept. I barely breathed.And Madison?She was gone.The thought of her haunted me every second.Where was she? Was she safe? Did she think I had abandoned her?I clenched my jaw as I drove home, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white.I had spent the whole day drowning in work, dodging phone calls, pretending I was fine. But I wasn’t.The moment I stepped into the house, Samantha’s shrill voice sliced through my thoughts like a blade.“Ethan, you’re late.”“I had a meeting,” I responded, avoiding her gaze.She sighed dramatically from her wheelchair. “You always have a meeting.”I ignored her
My private jet touched down in New York just past midnight, but I barely noticed. My mind was still back in that hotel, in that empty room where Madison had vanished without a trace. I felt like a monster for leaving, but my stepmother’s words had been urgent.I didn’t have a choice.The second I stepped out of the car and onto the estate grounds, I braced myself for chaos. If Mom had dragged me back so urgently, something must have been wrong.But everything was… peaceful.The mansion was lit up, but there were no panicked servants, no family members in distress.My gut twisted.What the hell was going on?I stormed through the front doors and my stepmother was already waiting in the grand foyer, a cup of tea in her manicured hands.“You’re late,” she said smoothly.I scoffed. “You said it was urgent. I left everything to get here.”She gave me a knowing look, but ignored my frustration. “Samantha was in an accident.”My chest tightened.Samantha?I hadn’t spoken to her since she lef