Rule Number 6

A whimper evaded her lips as she tried to get up. She strived to fight the pain that her legs elicited, but it appeared impossible. She knew she had to stand up eventually or it could end up very hazardous for her. Staring up at him with a grimace on his face, she couldn't hate him, she just couldn't. She wasn't trained that way. She was trained to worship him, all her life, to do whatever he asked her to do, to obey all the rules. He was her master after all"Get up" he authorized in a deadly whisper. His eyebrows furrowed in resentment, with bits of sweat on his forehead as he gazed at her. He was ready to finish her off there and then and Aanya loathed how he had the power to do so. No one could query him and absolutely no one could protect her.Aanya exhaled deeply as she struggled to get up. She finally did it, she was on her feet again with her fist clenched as she stood inclined to fight. The pain the felt in her ribs was excruciating as a result of the persistent assault on th

*************"You are to be seen as a normal girl and nothing more. Try your possible best to keep a low profile. That would be the best for you and always remember that if anybody finds out about your identity, you would be killed"He said firmly, striking fear into her heart with the last word."Have it at the back of your mind, you can't forfeit the rule because I will be keeping a close eye on you to make sure you don't go against your norms. You would be schooling at Jexs college and we will let you know why you were sent to the outside world later on" he stated and she nodded. All she could do was nod. She wasn't allowed to speak except she was being asked a question. It showed disrespect. "Do you understand?" He asked and she nodded yet again. He glared in disapproval of her gesture. She quickly noticed." I'm sorry master, I apologize. I understand" she mumbled a quick responseHe continued glaring at her for a while and her heart pounded faster than normal

***********Tapping on the massive table in front of him, Duong's fingers went simultaneously while his other hand was filled with a glass of champagne. Patrick looked up to Duong who had chosen to remain silent for the past few minutes.The look on Duong's face remained unread as he continually stared, lost in thought. Patrick knew well enough what he was thinking, but decided not to bring the issue up. One of them was Dormos and every Ghista executive saw that confraternity as a huge problem to them.“She has been enrolled already?” Duong finally spoke up.“Yes, we have arranged everything, and she is settled in”“Good,” he remarked with a nod“ But why didn't you go for the other girl… Uhm” he tried to remember her name.“Aida? ““Yes that one”“I work with brains, not agility”“You never say that to the girls”“they don't need to know”The significance of that, Mr. Patrick proposed, was to have the girls as blindfolded as much they could. That had always worked.“Do you think, Dorm

Aanya held the book to her chest as she made her way to her room. She just finished lectures, and it was hectic and stressful as usual, trying very hard to modify her brain to fit the complex topics taught by the lecturer. The pressure made her head slightly hurt.While walking, she passed a group of people and was about to make her way through when she heard her name mentioned. She turned to her side and her eyes caught Stacey amid numerous guys. Stacey had a cigarette on her lips. Did most students of Jex smoke? She asked inwardly.Stacey smiled at her, beckoning her to join her. Aanya thought against it for a while. The whole scene wasn't welcoming. Numerous (about 4) guys sat on the little stairway and Stacey in the middle. Their peering eyes bored holes into her, making her uncomfortable.She approached Stacey, as nervous as hell with her hand adjusting her hair to remove the strands that stuck to her face. A blonde with brown eyes, a Brunette with green eyes, a dark-skinned guy

Aanya stared in frustration as Stacey kept rummaging through her box of clothes. The frown on Stacey's face was noticeable to Aanya. She held up one of Aanya's dresses and the frown hardened. She turned to Aanya giving her a 'are you serious' look. Aanya just shrugged, completely confused about the flaw of the dress Stacey held.“Now I know why you show up in school dressed like my grandma” Stacey blurted out and Aanya snickered.“I'm serious”“I don't know when we got so close for you to search through my stuff,” Anaya said as she snatched the dress off Stacey's hand. “This dress is perfect”. It was a dress every Ghost girl owned, and they wore it on special occasions. Like the selection event where executives from the outside world get to choose girls, they want to go with them. Master always assured the other girls that the selected girls were coming back, but it never happened, and the girls were too scared to ask about their whereabouts. Most of the girls feared and despised the