Screaming For Help

“Do not fear, Celeste,” Liza says as she retrieves the whip from Noah’s bag, “this will be quick.”

Celeste stood near the bed, her gaze darting to Liza.

“Do not do this, Liza,” Celeste pleaded, causing Liza to laugh devilishly.

Liza smirked and swung the whip into the air, landing on the carpeted floor with its tip.

“Undress. Not unless you desired to be whipped in your dress—”

“Stop,” Celeste pleaded with Liza. However, as Liza approached her, the woman laughed and arched her brow.

Celeste took a step to the side.

“Oh, please don’t tell me you’re going to flee. As if you can,” Liza asserted, swaying the whip towards her, but Celeste moved away unconsciously before being struck.

Celeste’s eyes grew wider. She is unaware, but it appears her body was acting on her behalf—her mind was in disarray. All she knew was that she had been a little scared earlier. However, the fact that she has a chance of escaping suggests that there is something within her willing to do anything.

“Amazing abilities for a slave such as yourself, Celeste. Liza said as she swayed her whip again, but Celeste moved away.

“Great! I had no idea you were going to fight for this. I should have allowed Noah to accompany me—”

“Oh, you shut up,” Celeste stated, much to Liza’s great annoyance.

Celeste exhaled heavily and shook her head. “I apologize. That was not the case—”

“One wrong move, and I’m going to kill you!” Liza let out a loud noise.

Celeste’s chest shook violently. She appeared to be perplexed. She swears she did not do that on purpose; it was a result of circumstances beyond her control.

“Now, Celeste, submit. You dislike it when we become enraged.” Liza clenched her grip on the whip’s handle. “Remove your clothes and face the wall—”

“I am not going to do that.”

THE CHATTER of the crowd eluded Elias’ ears as he drank peacefully on the left side of the banquet hall.

A woman sat beside him, her hands roaming freely across his chest and giggling as Elias caressed her exposed shoulder.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s go to my room,” the woman said flirtatiously, eliciting a soft chuckle from Elias.

Elias placed his glass on the table and fixed his gaze on the woman.

“I apologize. I am not here to have a seductive night with a lovely lady,” Elias stated, winking at the woman.

“But—” When someone stood in front of them and gazed at Elias, the woman did not finish her sentence.

“Could we please have a moment, Elias Turner?”

Elias smirked and met the woman in the eyes. “I suppose this concludes the meeting,” he said as he stood up.

“What are you up to this time, Fred?”

“Let’s talk privately,” Fred replied as they walked down the corridor toward the hotel rooms.

“You are not safe here,” Fred stated as he met Elias’s gaze.

Elias made a smirking gesture. “How come you say that? You previously acted as if you possessed authority when you said my name—”

“You were aware that we were dealing with hum—”

“What is it this time?”

Fred was well aware that Elias was not a patient man.

“Perhaps this is a trap.”

Elias arched his brow and shifted his gaze. He chuckled softly.

“Of all the places, this is the safest.”

“Eli, pay attention to what I’m saying—”

“Now, you are speaking to me in that manner,” Elias interjected.

Fred clenched his jaw and let out a long sigh. “You have to listen to me. I am your…” he paused when Elias raised his left hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I couldn’t care less about your position. You’re completely ruining my evening.”

Fred pursed his lips, and his fist clenched. When he saw Elias’s bottle-green eyes, he shook his head. He knelt and bowed his head. “Apology, sir.”

Elias offered a smile. “Good. Now, behave normally as humans do,” he instructed before walking away.

“Eli! You must pay attention to what I say. You have to get out of here,” Fred insisted, keeping up with Elias’s pace.

Elias came to a halt and clenched his jaw, glaring at Fred. “I am referred to as your—”

“I am aware. And I’m here to protect you. I know, and you knew I was always right. This could prove to be a trap. They desired your presence, Eli. You were aware of how much they desired—”

“Help!”

When Elias heard that voice, he frowned and looked around.

“Did you fucking hear that?”

Fred was baffled. “Hear what?”

“Watch over. I simply need to locate someone—”

“Someone—Eli! Damn, it!” Fred cursed out loud when Elias disappeared from his sight.

“OH, CELESTE, scream whatever you want. However, no one will hear—”

“Really?” Celeste smirked and shifted to the opposite corner.

“Do not try too hard to—fuck! Ugh!” Liza whimpered as Celeste hurled an ashtray from the side table.

Celeste dashed towards the door and seized the moment to open it.

“Celeste!”

Celeste dashed into the hallway but tripped over her heels.

“Damn it,” she screamed and cursed as she noticed Liza approaching her side.

She pushed herself to her feet. Ignoring the pain in her ankle, she began to move away from Liza.

‘Where have all the people gone?’ Celeste pondered. “Damn, I nearly forgot,” she murmured. They are present at the party.

“Celeste!”

“Help!” Celeste screamed as she moved away from Liza.

“Celeste!”

Celeste glanced behind her and noticed Liza was already nearby. Damn, now she realized she was a wimp.

‘Damn it, Celeste. Shift your arse,’ she thought.

“Help!” she screamed again. She was aware that it might be overheard. There ought to be.