CHRISTINE...
"Did she wake up?" A man said.
"Not, yet." Another man replied.
"Wake her up. Boss is here." The first man said.
And I was hearing them. But, maybe I am in a dream. Because everything is happening over my head yet seems so far away. But, why would I dream of something like this?
Suddenly, a splash of cold liquid hit all over me as if slapped me heavily over my head. For a split second, my breathing stopped and I saw dark before my eyes.
It was like a sudden uncertain wave in the dark sea, which appeared and disappeared soon, leaving me all wet and shivery in the cold touch.
I was still in my silky nightdress from last night. It was kneaded to my body, making me colder. It felt so real that I started doubting whether it was just a dream.
I coughed hard and slowly opened my eyes which were immediately welcomed by cold and damp darkness and soon, I realized the smell of an abandoned place.
If I am not wrong, it's a dungeon.
The only source of light was a low-power white light, hanging from the ceiling. Sufficient for my eyes to catch things.
I was surrounded by two men. Both of them were bulky and filled with tattoos. One has dark brown hair with pale skin and a rigid expression and the other one seems more of a gentleman with his dusty white hair, neatly combed.
I felt self-conscious as I noticed their eyes were darting at my body. Though I was wearing the nightdress, it was all wet, clumping my figure, and revealing my curves.
Backing away from them, I pressed myself into the cold damp wall and defensively hugged myself.
I don't know what is happening to me.
The last thing I could remember is that I went to sleep after finishing my draft. How could I come here in this dungeon?
Did they kidnap me? But, why? I am not rich enough to catch any attention!
Originally, I am the adopted child of the Williams family. Never heard about my real parents nor did my adoptive parents tell me anything ever.
Everything was going well in life. But, three years ago a sudden storm ruined everything in my life. I lost my trust, my pride, my heart and myself.
Three years ago that one single blow of heavy air throw me out of my house.
Since then I never get to see my family nor did they contact me after that night. Living alone life as a novelist to make some money.
Are they hoping for some money from my family? Well, if they planned that, they are going to lose it. Even though my family has some money to pay for me, I don't think they would do that for me.
So, with a fat chance of rejection, they are wasting both sides' time.
"Hello, Miss Williams." A sudden voice embraced the whole cell, which sounded different from the two guys, pulling me out of my single-minded thoughts.
This particular tone was deeper and a little huskier.
I looked up in confusion and watched both men step aside as if welcoming someone superior to them. And a shadow appeared from the dark.
There he is, a man who immediately caught me off, guard.
He has got a height like a Greek God and the body of Adonis. His face was holding the perfect stubble with a neat curve. The lips were smooth and the arch it had was natural as if plastered in curiosity.
Strong, sharp, square jaw which was clenched at the moment with a visible cut. Straight-edged nose anyone would die for and of course that naturally tanned skin tone, people paid thousands for.
His short midnight dark hair was neatly styled highly. And the pair of blazing golden orbs with a bronze touch in them is the artist's last touch on him.
I know I am being shameless right now, staring at the man without a blink. But, I couldn't stop my eyes from travelling down on him.
It was not just about his height or wideness of shoulders but the way he carried himself in that dark suit with silver linings that he wore like a second skin on him.
As much as he was devilishly gorgeous, the word 'evil' didn't leave his appearance. My heart was not only in a race by his grandiose presence but the dark and intimidating aura he was letting out with a hint of familiarity.
I swear on my God, as much as I am intimidated by him, I felt that I have seen him before.
Yet searching every corner of my memory, I returned with nothing.
"Wh...who a...re you?!" I let out a whimper and my own voice sounded funny to me.
Noticing the shiny dark thing he pointed out at me, my eyes went wide in terror.
I sometimes could be stupid but not too much to not recognize the gun in his hand.
Fuck! What is happening to me?
"Wh...what a..re you..." My tone shook hard, watching the pointed pistol in front of me. One trigger and I am done for this lifetime.
"W..hat do you... w...want?" I finally let out more words, overcoming the nervousness building in my heart.
He didn't give any answer but watched me with those soul-piercing eyes. I felt like I was naked before his eyes. Though I am half naked already, it was more intense in front of him.
Who the hell is he?
His brow arched slightly, making him look eviler in some way but the gorgeousness never faded.
It felt like a wolf calculating his prey before jumping on the rabbit. And before you ask, I am the rabbit here and I have nowhere to run.
"Where is my baby?" He asked all of a sudden.
As much as I would like to concentrate on his deep voice, I couldn't when his words formed.
What!? What the fuck!?
"What baby?!" I asked, confused and stunned surely.
His brow arched more visibly and he stepped forward, making me flinch.
He squatted down before me, without removing his sharp eyes from me. And as his next words dropped at my ears, I only felt my world turning upside down.
"The baby, you have taken from me three years ago." He said.
CHRISTINE...“Do not lie to me, woman. I know you have had my baby three years ago.”His words hit my head like an accusation. I mean what is this man? And what the hell is he saying!?I wanted to ask so many questions but my almost frozen mind could not utter a single word and only stared at him with eyes widened.His fiery golden eyes were doing the most of it. Something was appalling in him."I... I do...n't know what... you are sa...ying..." I somehow muttered little words.His eyes blazed and for a split second, he narrowed his eyes as if confusion passed him, which was gone immediately, throwing me into question if I watched it right.He stood up, still eyes burying me. Clearly, he is not believing me."Marco." He said a name, more as he commanded it and the dusty white guy approached beside him silently, handing him a black file.What is in that?I kept watching his movement with a tornado forming in my mind. And his eyes were finally removed from me and focused on the file.Na
CHRISTINE...Sitting on my own bed, my eyes darted to myself. My hands are free and my nightdress was not torn!All this while, I was having a... Dream?Yet the man's gorgeous face, his devilish smirk and absurd accusations were still vital and living in my mind!His structure. His words. His anger. His obsession. His breath. His touch. His demands all seemed so close and real to me.And if it was only a dream, why the Fuck I still could feel his touch all over me?! His warmth is still surrounding me and that stinging pain in my pussy.God! How stupid could I be enough to have such a dream?Even if I have some desire, it shouldn't be like this, right?All in my life, I only loved one person though he...Shaking my head to push out all the messy thoughts, I picked up my iPad, intending to go over some news to divert my mind.As I turned on the WiFi connection, my tablet started popping up with notifications. I watched some new gossip about my sister, Carla, and I smiled.Carla is a suc
CHRISTINE...'Mr Lombardi wants to meet you.'That one sentence was enough to push me into a wave of confusion, as I stared at him in utter disbelief."S...sorry? What did you just say?""Mr Lombardi wants to meet you, Miss Williams." He replied again with the same tone.I roamed my eyes at the men before me. All look the same. Anyone would confuse them with high-tech AI for sure and I am highly doubting their human side right now.I swear to my life, this is the craziest thing happening in my life even though I have faced insanity before. This one surpassed all of it!Just last night I had a dream about a strange man and then I get to know his name is Maximo Lombardi and now some Mr Lombardi wants to meet me. What the hell is happening in my life!?Whatever it is, definitely not something good. I need to run for life.Licking my dried lips. I could not see his or anyone's eyes because of their dark glasses, but pretty sure, their eyes were following me.Still, I took the chance and s
CHRISTINE...'Planning to force me into a marriage with the baby, don't you, little slut?'The words that rolled down his lips took me a lot of time to process. D...did he just accuse me of forcing and called me a slut?"Aah!" I gasped aloud when his rough fingers dug more into my throat, Suffocating my breath.His fiery golden eyes darkened more. "Tell me where is the baby?" His tone was low but practically growling.As gorgeous he is, the more terrifying he looks. The hate and craze in his eyes were not something he is joking about. He seemed so serious but how would I make him understand that he is making a mistake?My struggle against him is not working. He is way too strong for me to handle. Still, I tried my best, yet in vain."Pl...lease..." I begged, pushing him back. I closed my eyes to gain some energy that is crashing low with time. Almost lost all of it."Why don't you just give me the baby?" His low whisper that occurred in my ears, forced me to look back at him.In a fla
CHRISTINE...My eyes fluttered open under the bright light. With a slight heaviness in my head and uncomfortable pounding, I woke up.The first thing my eyes greeted with is a huge French window, with satin dark and light golden curtains hanging loosely on both sides.My eyes travelled up to the decoration of that side. Right after the window, a huge painting is hanging. Though it's artistic, I don't have a slight idea about paintings.Then I watched more and what I realise is it's a dark interior design.Even though it's so beautiful, not my first choice would be. And...Wait a minute...What is this place? No? Why am I here? Well, how am I here?The uncomfortable pounding in my head started coming to the surface again as I was thrust back to the memory of this morning.The strange man of my dream became my reality. Maximo Lombardi. His accusations and unethical claims. The pregnancy record and... And then everything is black before my eyes. Now, this strange bedroom.What is happeni
CHRISTINE...Tears started coming out of my eyes in painful memories and the harsh pain that tormented my heart.I pushed him back, trying to move him from me. But, as the universe decided to go against me, my struggle throw me into a more creepy position.He stopped kissing me, yet pinned my hands down. My vision is blurry because of the tears. I could feel his hot breath on my face."Do you remember now, huh?" His deep growl fell to my ears and I swear, nothing I heard so beasty and sadistic before.I was disgusted, enraged and helpless from every point. Even if he kills me here, I don't have anyone to look for me.All my emotions are at their peak and I couldn't help but to snap at him."Why don't you fucking understand my words! You are making a mistake! I am not that woman nor do I have your child!" My tone is heavy and corky because of the harsh tortures."Fuck! Do not play with my patience, woman. I am warning you." He growled once again, pinching my cheeks tight with his rough
CHRISTINE...I am not in a position to see where he is taking me.I started throwing my hands on his back, struggling hard to let myself free from his hands but soon, I was thrown and I fell on the floor with a loud thud.Before I could realise it, I heard something get closed and then his cold voice came to my ear."Until she remembers what happened that night three years ago, she will stay here in this dungeon."And then everything turned silent like a graveyard.He threw me so hard that I kept lying on the cold floor for a long time. Slowly, I sat up, with low whimpers caused by the pain that is in my whole body.Looking around, a gasp escaped my lips. I...I am in the dungeon! Th...this is the same dungeon I was locked in in my dream!Was that even a dream? I don't know anymore.Suddenly, there was a sound and when I looked up, my eyes met a pair of dark and experienced eyes.I didn't see him before, but his appearance says that he is the butler of the place. His dark hair has turn
CHRISTINE...With every ring on the phone, the race in my heart increased. I have somehow made Elliot agree to lend me his phone but don't have any idea if the person I called would pick up my phone.However... He did."Hello?" His calm and deep voice came through the phone, squeezing my heart tight.The voice, I am always eager to hear and missed so much. He is Michelle, my first love and last hope of survival. He is the man whom I still love but... He doesn't anymore. Now, he is the fiance of my sister, Carla."H...hello Michelle, it's me, Christine," I said, lowering my tone from Elliot so that he didn't hear my words.There was an uncomfortable pause on the other side, making me anxious."Michelle?""What is it?" He snapped over the phone. I could hear impatience in his tone. He is annoyed. Yeah, I know. This is not new to me.I wouldn't have called him but I didn’t have anyone else to call either.I watched Elliot from the corner of my eyes, standing at the entrance of the dungeo