Iris’s povSoaking my tied body in the warm water, I felt my fatigue begin to dissipate. A rare calmness settled over me,more peaceful than I had felt in a long time. A strange sense of relief washed through me."Here, have it. You won’t die on me, not after what you’ve pulled," Damon’s words echoed in my head. He had said that, but his eyes… his eyes had said something entirely different. He was probably searching for a reason,an excuse,to be gentle.I sank my body deeper into the bathtub filled with warm water. I felt so at peace, shutting my eyes and letting the warmth take over my numb limbs.“Dad!!”“Dad, please come pick me up.”“Dad, I don’t want to stay here alone.”“Iris.”“Iris!! Are you awake?”“Dad, I want to go back.”“Iris, wake up.”“ARGHH, Fuck, Iris! Damn shit,” Damon’s voice broke through the haze, laced with curse words and frustration.Struggling to open my eyes, I was met with Damon’s annoyed face.He pulled me out of the bathtub, and I leaned against his shoulde
Iris POV“Where are we going sister?” I asked, this didn't look anything like the newtown market.“We are almost there, Iris be patient” She gave me a reassuring warm smile.I nodded.It had been thirteen years since I started living at the church, thirteen years since my father dropped me off. Promising to return, to come back and take me along.I could still remember that fateful night vividly.His eyes were empty without emotions.My mother was nowhere to be found.The sound of the church door closing as I stepped in."Iris, I have to go, I’ll be back to get you okay ? " my father's voice echoed in my head.Tears streamed down my face as I watched him disappear that night.I waited for him to return, days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months.But he never came back.After my father's abandonment, the only thing I had as a family was the church. Sister Anne took me as her very own child. The church became my home.“Sister Iris.” I remembered as sister Anne's sweet voice wo
IrisI cleaned the tears threatening to fall from my eyes as I watched godmother’s departing figure. Three huge,scarred men surrounded me to prevent me from escaping.I wasn't going to go down without a fight. After watching me for a few seconds,one of them came forward to pull me. He gripped me harshly and I winced in pain,the other two followed us as I was dragged to the large building.When I saw they let their guards down,I bit the arm of the man holding me with all my mighty and he let out a shriek as he cursed “Fuck!!”. The other two tried to grab me but I leapt through the space between their legs.I started running as fast as I could,but luck was not on my side. I bumped into another huge, scarred man. He chuckled dryly as he said “Slaves can never change.”He dragged my hair with so much force that I fear he might pull it from my scalp.I screamed in pain,as if that wasn't enough he folded my hair on his palms and dragged me on the rough ground.My whole body was burning in p
IrisIt has been three months since Joella was taken away. I knew this cause I spent most of my time counting days since she was taken. The cell beside me was empty,no slaves had been brought there.With Joella gone,there was no one to stop me from speaking defiantly. I was always getting into trouble. The sound of a whistle was heard and all the slaves immediately rose up. The guards went to each cell to open them.One approached my cell and unlocked it, he shouted at me to move fast. I shot a glare at him and I regretted it immediately,he had seen me. He fished out a horse whip from his waist and whipped my back.“Ahhh!!!” I shrieked in pain. I didn't need to be told twice to move. I joined the long train of slaves currently moving to the bath arena where we had out bath.“Walk faster wretched slaves!!” A guard bellowed and I cringed at this.The older ones could not walk faster and the guards did not hesitate to lash on their barks with the whips. Their groans filled the hall. My e
Damon“Ahhh!!!!” A piercing scream echoed. I hadn't even begun yet,it was just a tip of the iceberg and here he was screaming.“Shhh.” I said as I raised my hands to my lips. I walked up to the man who was tied to an electric chair with a nail plucker in my hands. The man looked at my hands and began trembling as he saw the nail plucker in my hands.“Each time you refuse to talk, your nails would be plucked out.” I said looking at him coldly.“Who sent you?.” I asked. The torture room went quiet. He refused to talk.“Hmmm, I see.You're a loyal one.” I said as I reached out for his hands,which was bounded to the chair. I slowly plucked the nail on his thumb, to make sure he feels the pain.He let out a spine chilling scream, louder than before. One by one, I carefully plucked out all the nails from his fingers. His fingers were bleeding profusely. The man was exhausted from the pain and wanted to pass out. I pressed a switch on the wall. The electric chair buzzed, electrocuting the ma
Iris“Three hundred million gold coins.” I heard a deep voice say. People in the hall started whispering and gasping, looking back. I was shocked too,my eyes scanned the area following the direction of the voice.I didn't see the person clearly.But from the figure I saw,it was a man. He stood in the shadows with someone beside him so I couldn't see him clearly,but I could see his eyes. His piercing silver grey eyes stared directly at me, I shuddered in fear.I heard the auctioneer finalised the bidding, I had been sold yet again. I sniffed and wiped my eyes, when I looked again the man was gone.Some huge men in black came up to the stage and pulled me up. They must have been sent by the one who bought me.“Move.” One of them ordered.I stood up weakly and tried to walk but I fell. I was exhausted, my whole body was in pain and my head ached badly. The men looked at each other unsure of what to do.“Miss, please try to walk.” I heard one say coldly.I couldn't help but give him the si
"Don Damon Vyon." His name echoed in my head, sending chills down my spine, especially when I recalled what the guards had mentioned about the consequences of messing around.The car remained dead silent, the guards cold, their gazes focused on the road.The race of the car felt like it lasted forever, finally coming to an end as a huge black gate opened.“Miss, come out,” the guard commanded.I stepped out, my bare feet touching the ground. Ahead was a towering mansion, surrounded by beds of roses and a fountain waterfall in the middle, with several cars of varying shapes and sizes, all black, parked nearby.“Move on, miss,” the guard ordered.As I walked in, the huge door opened automatically. A set of ladies in maid uniforms emerged, their heads bowed.“Where’s the boss?” the one who looked like the leader questioned a maid.“He's… he's in the study room,” she stammered, her hands and legs visibly shaking.“Get her ready to see the boss,” the husky guard said, pulling me toward the
IrisI saw my life flashing before my eyes as my breath was knocked out of me by the intense grip on my neck."Ple…ase for…give me," I tried to form words through my throat, but every attempt only led to me gasping for air."Do you know why I bought you, huh?" he mentioned, his voice commanding.I nodded my head, gesturing a no as tears began to fall down my cheeks, but he still didn’t spare me this time. He pulled me off the ground by my neck, making me feel dizzy.I had just pushed him a little, and all this was my return."You are my pet. You are only to do as I order and accept everything I do to you. Sparing your life only depends on my mood; your body and soul are all mine. Not even the wind can touch what's mine," he said, his voice cold and commanding."I have bought you," he spat out those words with anger, and I could feel it in the intensity of the grip on my neck.Just as I felt all the air in my head was suddenly gone and I was feeling dizzy, he finally dropped me down, r
Iris’s povSoaking my tied body in the warm water, I felt my fatigue begin to dissipate. A rare calmness settled over me,more peaceful than I had felt in a long time. A strange sense of relief washed through me."Here, have it. You won’t die on me, not after what you’ve pulled," Damon’s words echoed in my head. He had said that, but his eyes… his eyes had said something entirely different. He was probably searching for a reason,an excuse,to be gentle.I sank my body deeper into the bathtub filled with warm water. I felt so at peace, shutting my eyes and letting the warmth take over my numb limbs.“Dad!!”“Dad, please come pick me up.”“Dad, I don’t want to stay here alone.”“Iris.”“Iris!! Are you awake?”“Dad, I want to go back.”“Iris, wake up.”“ARGHH, Fuck, Iris! Damn shit,” Damon’s voice broke through the haze, laced with curse words and frustration.Struggling to open my eyes, I was met with Damon’s annoyed face.He pulled me out of the bathtub, and I leaned against his shoulde
Iris’s POVI watched Damon’s back, trying to match his pace. His grip on my hands was tight, his large palm clenching my wrists together.He didn’t say a word, but I could feel his anger through our clasped hands. With each step, his grip tightened. My eyes didn’t fail to notice his clenched jaw.Trying to keep up with him, my body felt weak. I was so hungry. My throat was dry, and my head felt heavy. The headache I thought had subsided yesterday was back again,worse. I felt dizzy and my vision seemed to be blurry.My legs were still jelly-like, threatening to give out. I couldn’t match Damon’s long strides.I stumbled on my steps, trying to regain my balance. Damon suddenly turned around, and I fell directly to the ground,my butt hitting hard."Ouch…" I cried out in pain, holding onto my sore backside."Even your legs seem to fail you, don't they?, if only they had failed you at the right time" Damon said coldly, leaning down and grabbing my chin. "You dare to ask for freedom? Freedo
Iris’s POVI sat down in the quiet, dark basement, staring hard at nowhere. Since it was dark, my vision seems blurred.“Damon!!!” I stood up, yelling and screaming at the top of my voice, hoping he would come back. He can't lock me up here. I’m a human, not an animal without emotions.“Damon, please let me out.” I cried out, tears falling as my heart pounded hard against my chest, nervousness gripping me.Banging hard on the metallic door, its echo sounded loudly in the quiet room. I hit it with all my might, but it was all in vain, no response, and my hands ached a lot.I suddenly felt a splitting headache and sat down on the floor, leaning my back against the door. Holding my breath and squeezing my fists, I tried not to make any more sound. Fear gripped me. I was scared of being alone here.I had just remembered when I was stuck in the rain Andrew had come to help me. Though he had become fierce all of a sudden, he didn’t change his kindness. It breaks my heart even more thinking
Damon’s povThe perfect body, perfect lips, and perfect boobs,I had finally found her, but in the most terrible way.I punched Zach so hard that I wanted to take out all his facial features, including his ability to see.Worst of all, Iris dared to try to protect him,those eyes I had missed were pouring out tears. Not for me. Not for when I bullied her. But for this hell of a motherfucker. With that thought, I punched him again, yanking Iris away from shielding him."Damon, let me go!" I heard Iris’s tearful voice from behind as I gestured for the other guards to hold her in place.I shot a death glare at her. How dare she shed those tears for Zach? With that, I kicked Zach hard in the groin, earning a loud growl from him."Damon, you monster!" Iris screamed again, sobbing my name through her tears,those damn tears.The deep squeezed i felt in my chest intensified even more, knowing that my pet wasn't crying because of me. Those tears weren’t mine,they were for the motherfucker, my da
Damon’s POV It’s been two damn weeks since I last saw my pet, Iris. I had drowned myself in work, starved myself countless times, and taken endless cold showers to ease the burning need , but hell, nothing was working. Maybe I had given her too much freedom yesterday. She dared to run away. But what she didn’t realize was that I hadn’t forgotten one thing this time , the damn tracking device. I had searched the city top to bottom for her. Leaning back lazily in my chair, I lit a cigarette and strolled out to the balcony, my gaze fixed on the streets below , the glowing lamps, the passing cars, the towering buildings. I couldn’t help but slam my palm against the glass in frustration. If I got my hands on Iris... I would rip her in two. How dare she leave my premises after I had bought her?She was mine.And what’s mine can never belong to anyone else. No matter how hard I
Iris’s POV I looked at Andrew, who had an even uglier expression on his face. "Why did I end up thinking I could use you as bait? You've been with me for a whole fucking two weeks, and that motherfucker hasn’t come for you," Andrew said angrily, hitting the steering wheel. It was late at night. The sky was dark, and there wasn’t a moon, but indeed there were clusters of cyst-like stars scattered across the sky. The side street lights radiated over the dark road, and the busy people around began to walk while others moved around on tricycles. This moment only reminded me of myself. I felt sticky and disgusting. My body was filled with my own gut feeling, and Andrew kept yelling things I didn't understand. After a few more rides, Andrew parked at a corner. "Get out," he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. I opened the car door and stepped out. Just as I pulled my legs out, I was suddenly pulled back by a hard gr
Iris’s POV"Iris, let's go home," Andrew said, pulling my hand."Hey, let go! I want to have fun with my friends," I protested, pulling my hand back."It's late, and you're drunk. It's not safe here," Andrew mentioned, attempting to pull my hand again, but I held them to myself."I would have to make sure they both get home safely, then yes, I would go," I said, gesturing a ‘no’ to Andrew."Oh my gosh, who's this handsome guy? Iris, not fair! You didn't tell us you had a boyfriend!" Ava yelled."No, no, no! He isn't my boyfriend, he is Andrew, a friend," I explained with dizzy eyes. I wasn’t drunk, but I knew the beer had a little impact on my sight and my head."No way! He is handsome. Hello!" Ava smiled, raising her hands lazily to Andrew.I couldn’t help but chuckle. Though I didn't know Andrew that much, I knew he wasn't the friendly type.I still wondered why he had helped me... me, that night.Turning to Andrew, I met with his face darkened."You are new here, Iris. You think yo
Iris’s pov "Iris, what exactly can you do? What the hell is this? Just a few plates you were carrying and now they're all over the restaurant! I'm going to deduct all this wastage from your salary!" My boss exclaimed. I stood frozen to the ground. I felt both a hot sensation on my skin and a deep ache forming in my chest, along with a pain in my head. Damn , my skin can get bruised, but why my salary? "Hey Iris, what the hell happened?" I heard Mia’s voice from behind me. I glanced at Scott; she had a smug smile on her lips. "Oh shit, come on in. I’ll clean it up while you clean yourself up." "Sure, thank you," I said as I turned toward the bathroom. I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I smiled slightly, trying to curb the anger in my chest. I felt like walking up to Scott and giving her what she deserved, but that would only make me lose my job. Looking at my dress, now stained with hotpot meal, I felt lost for a moment. What should I do? It was like the universe
Iris’s pov I was taken aback at his words,"Damon’s."How did he know Damon? Who was he? Who was Andrew?I stood frozen to the ground, my chest pounding so hard I could hear my heartbeat. I gripped the hem of my dress as my body shivered. I never knew until now the influence Damon had on me. Even just the mention of his name was enough to make my body go numb. I knew he was capable of anything, but I never expected him to still get to me,even after moving to a small town. These past few weeks, I had finally felt peaceful.Though I hadn’t had the chance to breathe in the wonderful smell of red roses or enjoy the view from the balcony or under the streetlight, I had peace,until now. Andrew stood tall, his left hand deep in his pocket. He rubbed the space between his brows. I didn’t want to listen to his blabber and quickly headed out to work. “Heyyy, Little Petel! Off to work again?” “Yes, Miss Jenkins.”