Christina’s POVThe pain of the gashing wound in my neck ricocheted through me and I clenched my teeth to hold off the cry that was threatening to slip free as my unwavering gaze remained on my captor. His hardened gaze was locked on mine and I could feel the rage emanating from him but I managed to keep my act together. He needed to understand that I wasn’t just a puppet he could toy with. I was a human with emotions and he’d have to treat me with respect. But then, the more I stared into his darkened eyes, the more I wondered if my act was even getting through his thick walls.What if he didn’t care about my life? I mean, I was nothing more than a plaything to him with the extra bonus of bearing him an heir. What if he let me kill myself and move on with another victim? He could even dispose of me and no one would be aware. After all, my father has sold me to him.These thoughts swarmed my mind and the hand that was holding onto the scissors began quivering. Yes, I wanted to end my
Christina’s POV Instant anger surged through me the moment I heard the butler’s words. ‘Who the hell does he think he is to assume I’d bow to his will and stroke his silly ego?’ Scott Reid has all but shown me different versions of his personality disorder which has only helped in strengthening my hatred for him. He was the kind of man that would do anything to hurt people all because he can’t get them to lick his feet and worship him on his high horse and truly, I’d rather die than be one of his worshippers. “You can tell him to suck up his inflated ego and shove it up his ass for all I care,” I gritted through clenched teeth, ignoring the little discomfort I felt in my chest from when I’d hastily swallowed the remnants of the snacks I’d been eating just to hide them from the butler. “If he thinks I’d fall to his feet all because he’s stopped you from feeding me then he must be a sore loser.” I stared Adams hard in the eyes, not caring to hide my disgust that he was actively taking
Scott’s POVI tapped my fingers endlessly on the surface of the glass desk as I waited for Adams' report. I’d sent him to Christina to know if she’d decided to have a change of mind. Surely, she wouldn’t hesitate to come begging for forgiveness after her silly actions and the little show she’d put on, in hopes of getting me to fall under her whims. By now, I was sure hunger must have dealt her an ugly hand, and coupled with the pain of the wound on her neck, she’d have no choice but to be docile and obedient. She was a smart woman and I knew she’d make the right decision. It was just very sad to know that she’d let herself go through so much pain and agony, all for nothing.I was still tapping my fingers against the desk when a soft knock sounded on the door and I called out to him to get in, as I knew it was none other than the butler, Adams. There was a weary expression etched on his face, as he walked towards me, his eyes staring at everything else except me.“So?” I inquired, not
Scott’s POVThe next morning, I stepped out of my bedroom with my briefcase in hand, all dressed and ready to leave for work. I hadn’t heard anything about Christina after last evening and as I walked past her door, I stopped to listen if I’d hear any sound from her but nothing came. I stepped closer to the door and pressed my ear to it but there was nothing. A slight frown marred my face and I wrapped my fingers around the doorknob, ready to pull it open just to see what she was up to but then I stopped myself.Why do I care so much about her? She could go to hell for all I know, until she’s ready to be well-behaved. These thoughts came to me and I left the door alone. It was still very early in the morning and I wouldn’t give the little minx a chance to rile my nerves. I have a meeting to attend this morning at the company, and I needed to be in my best mood, to handle the investors that were coming.I released a deep breath and continued down the hallway, to the stairs that led t
Christina’s POVMy eyes popped open to meet with the pristine white ceilings, coupled with the bright white light of the bulb illuminating the room. The light flooded my eyes and I instantly shut them from its assault but I must have done it so fast because a migraine attacked me and my head began aching. Again, I opened my eyes, and I groaned as my head continued pounding, as though it was about to fall off.I didn’t know how long I’d been sleeping but it must have been well into the day. The last thing I could recall was that my bedroom door opened a while ago when I was about to get out of bed but I decided to keep still and pretend to still be asleep as I wasn’t ready to deal with anyone that morning. I must have slept back after whoever it was left and I hadn’t woken up since then. Coupled with the head-splitting headache that was threatening to take me out, hunger pangs hit me and I tried to rub my stomach with my palm but it was then I realized I couldn’t move it and it felt
Christina’s POVCarefully, he reached for the hem of my top and I obliged, raising my arms for him to pull it off. Next, he went for my pants and slowly slid them down my waist, leaving me in my white cotton panties. His warm palms settled on my stomach and slowly slid down to grab the waistline of my panties and just like the pants, he slid them down my legs until they pooled at my feet. Next, he grabbed my hand and I stepped out of the pool of sweaty clothes.“Wait here,” His voice was calm as he walked around with purposeful steps, filling up the bathtub with warm water, and adding the lavender body wash that was in the bathroom to it. When he was satisfied with the outcome, he returned and grabbed my hand, leading me to it until I climbed in and sat in the warm water. An involuntary moan of comfort slipped out of my lips and I closed my eyes, as I got settled in the water. For a moment, I forgot I wasn’t alone, as I allowed the warm temperature of the water to soothe my nerves and
Christina’s POVFor a moment, I sat there, on Scott’s bed, mulling over the butler’s words, yet, I couldn’t read meaning into them. It wasn’t new to me, that Adams often spoke in parables whenever I asked a personal question regarding Scott and his plans for me. I guess it’s his way of staying loyal to his master. I shrugged it off and moved closer to the tray of food, ready to dig in but then my eyes caught onto a folded piece of paper, just beside the tray, resting on an iPad. My curiosity piqued and I found myself reaching for it. I unfolded it and saw the words neatly scribbled across the small piece of paper in clear intricate writing.“Good morning, Little fairy. I know this is quite unusual, but it’s only a gentle reminder for you to use your medications and to desist from trying to escape from my home while you’re sick. Also, know you’d have to answer to people for abandoning your billionaire fiance,”I could hear his smug voice as I read through the note and it only irritated
Christina’s POVThe woman pulled away and stared at me with a warm smile on her face. She stared at me and walked around me, while I stared on in confusion.“You look so pretty and gorgeous. Scott definitely made the right choice this time. I’m one hundred percent with him. Such a lovely girl,” She complimented, still smiling. It was either she didn’t care that I didn’t share her sentiments with her, and was lost or she hadn’t given much thought to the expression on my face.“I’ve waited so long for him to be married to a decent girl. You know, I have to see my grandkids before the cold hands of death pull me away but my stubborn nephew has refused to let me see them. But here you are, my darling, a lovely girl that will bear lovely kids,” She praised, still fascinated by my presence in his home.From her words, I was able to gather that she was his aunt. But why was she in his home, and what was she talking about? Did she have an idea of Scott’s arrangement with me? A sour taste inf