36. First in His Room

*RADELLA*

It's been a week since I was still locked in my room. I don't know how long he locked me up like this. Food arrives at the appointed time. All day all I do is daydream in front of the window. There is no entertainment, even watching TV, there are no channels. He cut me off from world news. I can't know anything.

Every day Louis always watches me eat, secretly. I ate but had no appetite. Not because I think about my children's future but because I miss him, their father.

"Ella—"

I glanced at him, watching him walk towards me. The smirk on his lips annoyed me. Take off his tie and put it in his trouser pocket.

"I want you to serve me tonight," he said, carefree. He didn't care at all about what I had said. How many times do I have to refuse that request?

"You're used to women other than me, go and look outside," I said, looking back outside. Looking at the sky was better than looking at his face full of lewdness.

"I've been patient enough to see you stressed all