LOGINAllison's POV: I kept looking at him in horror, as he tightened the grip on my arm and glared into my eyes. It was evident on his face that he was angry at me. He was eager to punish me. He was willing to hurt me. I could feel that he was absolutely heartless. He was incapable of showing mercy to anyone. He was a monster. "Please, I'm sorry." I begged while he took a deep breath in anger. "Let's get to some torture." He said and my heart skipped a beat. My breaths got hitched and my tears couldn't stop tracing a path down my cheeks.As he began to drag me, I cried and begged again while he preferred not to listen to any of my pleas. "Jacob, Jacob…" Someone called him from behind. It was the same soft and gentle voice once again, which came to my rescue. Enzo walked from behind towards us and I looked at him with a ray of hope in my eyes that he might stop Jacob from hurting me. "Jacob, we have to go, remember? We shouldn't waste any time." Enzo said to him and Jacob sighed, looki
Allison's POV: While in the shower, I kept scrubbing my body, thinking about why Jacob wanted me to come downstairs. I couldn't believe he allowed me to leave that room and go somewhere else but I knew he had something in mind. Is he releasing me? If that is true then it would be the best thing to happen to me. But why he would release me all of a sudden? Also, while walking out of the room, the things he said were not at all suggesting that he was going to release me. Then what could it be? Why this man is making it all hard for me? I sighed in frustration and quickly finished off scrubbing since there was only a few minutes left. After stepping out of the shower in a towel, I looked myself in the mirror and then noticed my eyes all swollen up. I had continuously cried for the past two days and it was evident on my face. I wished someone would really take some time off of their busy lives and try to call on my number, checking up on me. Sighing in distress, I walked over to the wa
Allison's POV: I couldn't believe that after coming to know that I was a virgin, he was still willing to rape me. He was still willing to do the cruelest thing. He didn't even consider my choice. I recalled the conversation with Amanda where she told me how I should give Isaac a chance since he was a nice man. I wanted someone strong for me and that was when she warned me about strong guys. They never consider anyone's choices or feelings unlike Isaac. Isaac always respected my choice, my decisions and my feelings. He was always very considerate, empathic and understanding towards me and yet I rejected him every time. I even rejected him when he confessed his love that night. Oh Isaac! I want to meet you. Jacob is strong, just like I wanted the man in my life to be but I never thought that strong men could be dominating, inconsiderate, merciless and heartless too. I never thought that way. I wished Amanda could have explained me in a better way and I could have got a chance to go for
Allison's POV:"What?" I asked, disgust and horror evident on my face."Yes, ma'am." She replied politely and I shook my head in disbelief wondering how someone can be so open about raping someone. His house staff was well aware of what he was about to do to me and they were surprisingly okay with that. Why won't they, Allison? They wouldn't want him to kill them, obviously. Or maybe the female house staff wouldn't want to get raped by crossing him. Had he actually threatened his female staff too? He's so pathetic. He rapes women who crosses him or go against him. He's characterless and ruthless. He has no heart. He has no ethics. He is dead from inside. His house staff, his workers, all the people around him are scared of that ruthless man. How can someone be so cruel? How can someone be so bad? I wondered, while looking at the woman who was smiling at me. I couldn't believe she was still smiling, working for that man. I was surprised to see her okay with all that."He doesn't like p
Allison's POV: I looked at him in horror upon hearing that he was going to touch me whenever and however he would like. The worst I was imagining when he was carrying me upstairs was now turning out to be true. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe him. Although, I used to think that he can harm anyone, kill anyone or maybe beat anyone for their mistakes. However, I never thought of him as a person who would rape someone for their mistake. I was terrified thinking that he was going to do something that would traumatize me for life considering the thing happened in my past. "No," I began to murmur while he continued to walk towards me, taking a drag and exhaling out the smoke. "No!" I shouted and took some steps back. "Do not shout," He ordered. "Keep the shouting for what is about to happen." He threatened and I shook my head in disgust, crying. "Please, don't… Please leave me. I beg you." I cried and joined my hands in front of him, begging. He didn't stop and continued to mo
Allison's POV: I couldn't process what he just said. He was taking me to a room to teach me a lesson. What kind of lesson would it be? How can he teach me a lesson in the room? Is he going to kill me in there? Is he going to throw me from the balcony? Or is he going to kill me…? I began to think of some possibilities of how he could kill me when suddenly something hit my mind and I stopped there. What if he is not going to kill me but he is going to do something bad to me? Rape!? My eyes widened in shock as I looked at him in horror. He tightened the grip on my wrist and tried to drag me while I held my legs firm to the ground, not moving from my place. He turned around to look at me in anger while I shook my head. "Start walking." He ordered sharply and tried to drag me again when I immediately held his hand with both of mine. "Please, no," I begged, my tears falling down. He took a breath in anger and walked closer to me, glaring at me. "I said, start walking." He ordered again







