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A MEETING WITH THE PRESS
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TWISTED PERVERT
Arnold Pov....."What's the meaning of that nonsense you did inside there?" I scolded her."What do you mean by these nonsense questions of yours? I believe you don't expect me to keep my mouth shut and watch them insult me and my family, do you?" She barks directly at my face, her eyes raging with anger. This lady is seriously a mad dog."If you have nothing important to say, you can just take me home and stop throwing stupid questions at me," she spilled further, getting into my car. I think this is the height of it all, and I will definitely teach this lady a really good lesson.Glaring at her for a second, knowing fully well I can do nothing to her, at least not here, I give a deep sigh, walk into the car house, make sure my seat belt is well positioned, and hit the road immediately.The evening wind invades our car, trusting our hairs to go in different directions. I watch as she tries to place her long, dark hair in order, but it seems the breeze is overshadowing her; it isn't g
TWISTED HIS ACTIONS
Mira Pov....."Nice to have you around, and I must confess I really enjoyed your company. I hope to drive you around soon; it will be a great honor, really." The driver says as soon as he drops me right in front of Arnold's house,"Thanks so much, and I really wish I had cash with me; I would have paid you handsomely." I spill with a sweet smile and watch as he nods his head, and with a sweet smile, he drives away.I am all alone now, contemplating whether to knock on the door immediately or wait for the gateman to notice me.I decided to give it a knock at last. Slowly, I stretched my hand towards the gigantic gate, giving it a light knock and waiting for the gateman to pull it open immediately.And like expected, the door pulled open immediately, and the gateman's head pierced out. I am not surprised that he knows it's me. I am sure he has seen me from the tiny television used to know who is outside the gate."Hope you are fine, ma?" he stressed, letting out a sweet smile."I am fin
TWISTED WHO IS THAT?
Mira Pov.....As soon as he is far enough that I can't hear the echo of his footsteps anymore, I move to the door, clicking it to lock immediately. I need to execute my plans before he gets back in here. What was he thinking? that I will let him go scort-free after what he did to me? What if I have died or been attacked by kidnappers and rapists? He wouldn't be saying sorry then.I walk to his wardrobe, and, surveying the room for the last time, I pull out one of his expensive shoes, heading straight to the bedroom. In the bedroom, I jam the door shut.Standing in front of the bathtub, I now pull the water system open, dipping the shoe into the already water-filled bathtub. For a while, I watched with a wicked smirk as the water covered a good amount of the shoe. Satisfied, I pull the shoe out and lock the tab before walking out of the bathroom with the shoe still in my hand."I am sure he is going to scream the house down after finding out what I did to him." I giggled inwardly, and
TWISTED LEONARD'S TURNEL
"Answer me, Mira, who were you speaking to?" His voice hit me once again, and I stammered out nothing in particular. I try to let out a word, but obviously I can't."I am sure I heard you speaking with someone. Even if I didn't hear your conversation very well, I can swear you are speaking with someone," he urges further."I am speaking to myself, Arnold; when I am angry or frustrated, I end up speaking to myself." I defend myself to my own surprise; I was not expecting to come up with something that quick."Really?" he asked with a raised brow."Of course, I am sure," I blurted."I want you to return to the room, Mira; I just want you around the room. I don't appreciate it when you stay here, and what about my shoes? Have you taken them from the maid?" he grunt."No. I will do that right away." I walk away to the maid's quarters.Arnold Pov.....I watch as she walks away, like a tiny mouse hurrying away from a hungry cat. I watch her with admiration. I am beginning to see the good in
TWISTED WHO ARE YOU?
The day dawned earlier than expected. I’m already on my way to meet the one who knows all my secrets, and I am also ready to know him to the core because I won’t be a fool anymore. I feel Arnold is hiding something really dark from me, and this is the right time to find out what he has been hiding from me.I have planned on how to get out of the house this morning, and one of the ways is by lying to him that I am ill if he's going to inquire about anything from me because, so far, so good. He doesn’t really care about my well-being.But the question now is, How am I going to leave the house even if he believes my lies? Since I married him, he has never let me step a foot out of the house alone, and I am sure he must have given the gateman orders to never let me out of the house, but nevertheless, I am going to leave by all means.From my window, I watch as his car drives out of the compound. "This is the right opportunity for me," I whisper to myself, heading into the bedroom to take
TWISTED UNEXPECTED
My eyes were swollen red with tears. I have begged the monster to let me go, but it seems my pleas are falling on deaf ears."I thought we wanted to have a friendly conversation, so why are you doing this to me?" I managed to ask."You are supposed to disclose a secret to me and not try to harm me. Tell me why you are doing this to me," I ask him angrily. The only thing flashing through my mind is the reason why he would want to harm me."Can you shut up already, flirty bit*h? Because if you don’t keep your mouth shut, I will make sure I silence you forever," he grunts, letting out an evil smirk.Anyways, I have already called your darling husband, and I’m sure he is going to accept my terms and conditions because he wouldn’t want to see his wife dead, so there will be no reason for you to thank your stars because your stars will be thanked by him."Can you please take off your face mask so I can see your face? At least I want to know who you are," I mumbled silently for the first tim
TWISTED DREADFUL SOUNDS
I pull my bag downstairs, and my toe squacks as the outpoor from the cold floor hits it. I am trying to fight back my tears in all possible ways I can, but it seems it's failing me; it's dropping already, more like the silent ticking of the wall clock. I try to stop it, but when it fails to come under my watch, I let it fall. I don't think I deserve this. I don't deserve what is happening to me; I have wanted better; in fact, I deserved better—a better man, a better family, and any other good thing in life—and not this.Slowly, I lift my head forward, directing my eyes to my dad and siblings, who maintain a particular position in the sitting room. Their faces are all gloomy; he has wanted to say something, but as his mouth makes tiny moves, he dares not. He dreads me at the moment, and everything concerning me has been done. It's all over. Last but not least, I banter my eyes towards mom, who sits on a couch not too far from them; her head is slightly bandaged, which is why I had to u
TWISTED MERE TOUCH
The next thing I hear are her footsteps. They approached steadily, and the sounds of her heels echoed, and that was when it dawned on me that I had been eardropping, but it was already too late as she had already pulled the door knob open and my ear was still resting on it. "Holy shit!".Shyly I forward my stare to her face, watching as it turns long and gets entangled in a light frown. Her left hand rests on me and pushes me as hard as she can. She puts on a satisfied smile after paying homage to her desires before she finally walks away."You are here so soon," he questions, and this is exactly the first time I am having a conversation with him, but I stay calm, my legs wobbling in fear. His grumpy voice beckons, and I just nod, trying not to lock eyes with him."Where am I staying? I hope it's not in your room." I hear myself questioning him with this little glitch of confidence surrounding my question. I am suddenly able to have direct eye contact with him, making my brown eyes re
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