-Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic please skip this chapter. Evelyn was healing. Her bruises were almost gone even though I knew that what had happened to her that day would never be. She always smiles at me, at us, but my gut tells me that it’s not true. My gut tells me that something was happening to her underneath the facade that she was currently wearing. I wish there was a way for me to see what was going on inside her head, inside her heart. But even if I spent all the money that I had, I just knew that I would never find out what it was until she told me what it was herself. “You okay?” Emmet asked. “Yeah,” I replied, running a hand through my hair. “Things had just been tough.” We walked towards the administration office to check what Evelyn could do just to graduate. She was adamant about returning to school because she felt like s
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, rape, self-harm, etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic please skip this chapter.The nightmares were getting worse.I know that Nana notices and so does Vincent. I also know that it was the reason I am here now. In this sunflower theme room with drawings of bright blue skies, it seems as if nothing bad would ever happen to me here.“How are you, Evelyn,” a lady doctor with a bright smile and eyeglasses asked as she sat on the couch opposite mine.Unlike the usual white-walled r
-Eve-I woke up drenched with sweat and filled with memories that I had forgotten. Ems…The beautiful girl with auburn hair. “Evelyn,” panic filled Vincent’s voice as he looked at me, eyes radiating with relief and fear as he checked if I was okay. “I am fine,” I touched his tense arm, wanting to feel his warmth and let him know that I was alright.I watched as his chest rose and fell, fast at first, until it slowly calmed down. His body which was tensed slowly loosened as he realized that what I said was true. My heart ached to see my confident man so afraid of something, I guess for my sake, someone like me.I was someone who was never meant to have him, but I was selfish and greedy. But after everything that had happened, I am now questioning if I have the right to be one. I shrug my thoughts away for now. I will face them soon enough but now is not the right time. I have far more important things to prioritize. “Ems,” the moment I mentioned her name Vincent’s expression change
-Eve-The Psychiatric office of my doctor was nothing like the one I had in my dream. And because my dream was still fresh, I asked Vincent to stay out by the door, just in case. The room was more in calming colors of neutrals and no sunflowers. My doctor was not behind a big desk with the computer but the couch she asked me to sit on was definitely more comfortable than the one in my dream.“Hello, Evelyn,” my doctor greeted. She looks like she was a bit older than I was but gives me the feel that we are just the same age. “Hello,” I replied. “So, how are you?” She asked. “I feel better.”“Is there something that you would like to share or do you have any questions?”“Honestly, I am not sure why I am here. They just told me that I needed to visit you before I was allowed to go home. But technically, I am all healed up.” She listens to my every word and writes down on the clipboard in front of her. I am not sure if she was writing everything that I say word per word or not. “How
-Vincent-I never knew how deep Evelyn’s trauma was. The doctor said that it was clear that Evelyn was not happy to be here at the hospital. The doctor also said that Evelyn was in denial right now. It was also because of these reasons that the doctor decided to let her go home, given that there is always someone with her. Someone who would be able to help her when the trigger kicked in. Someone who would be able to make sure her meds are taken on time. Someone who could rush her to the hospital if necessary. All these were explained to me and Evelyn’s grandmother. “Do you have a safe house?” Evelyn’s grandmother asked after the doctor’s explanation. “Yes,” I replied. “Then you should take my Evelyn home and take care of her.” When I just looked at her and never said a thing Evelyn’s grandmother continued. “I am old and don’t have enough straight to carry her if she faints out of anxiety. The location of our house is also far from the good hospital. I know how much you care fo
-Eve-I stood at the front door confused and surprised. When I saw the welcome arc of the Royal Mansion I thought that I would be staying with Brie. And as we drove inside the belief was slowly becoming a reality especially since I already saw a glimpse of Brie’s house. That was until Vincent took a right turn towards the right a house before Brie’s.“Where are we?” I remember asking him, not even hiding the confusion in my head.“Home,” He replied with a smile that I love so much as she pulled me towards the front door He punched his code on the electronic lock and opened the door for me showing me what was behind the humongous door and said, “Welcome home, my little devil.”Now here I am standing in the middle of a very big and very unfamiliar house that he said was ours. “Want me to show you around?” I can see his excitement, the smile he had greeted me with since he opened the door was still plastered on his face. I love his smile and I would do anything just to make sure that
-Eve-“Before you tell me how you feel, there’s something that you should know.”I learned not long ago that when people tell me that there is something that I should know first before I make my final decision, it doesn’t always mean a good thing. “You’re making me nervous,” I said with a chuckle trying to hide the anxiousness that I was feeling.“I don’t mean to scare you off, but I just want to be totally honest with you. That’s how much you mean to me. Because I don’t want to have just parts of you. I want to have your everything.” Seeing how earnest he was and how much he wanted us to work makes me feel something I have never felt for so long. It made me feel loved.“I don’t think there’s something about you that could make me think bad about you.” Ever since I had met Vincent, there was nothing about him that wasn’t true. I am not sure if he knows it but ever since I met him, I was never afraid of being lied to or cheated, because he never gave me any reason to think that way.
-Eve & Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. -Eve-The next morning, I feel like shit.That was exactly how I felt when I woke up. It felt like I had been working every second of my life, and my body was so sore. I turned to face the other side, looking for Vincent, but found it empty instead. “Vincent?” I called out, breaking the deafening silence that surrounds me. My heart rate starts to pick up its pace. As if there was something urgent that it needed to go to. I pulled the covers away from my body as I sat up. That’s when I realized that my senses went on overdrive. My ears were on high alert because if there is one sense that could help me in my situation, it would be my sense of hearing. I was able to prepare myself for all sorts of things because of my sense of hearing. I knew what was waiting for me whi
-Vincent-I was so proud of how Evelyn was handling herself in front of Samantha, but I couldn’t help but be afraid of what might happen to Evelyn. I don’t care if Evelyn could take care of herself. This is Samantha, and she always has something bad under her sleeves. Something so destructive. I have seen her do it so many times that I couldn’t let her do it to Evelyn. So when she came back to greet us, I already made sure that Garrett, Emmet, and Tony are aware of what is happening.“Vincent,” she continued, placing a hand on my arm, pulling me close to her, but I just shrugged her hand off. I could see the irritation in Samantha, but she continued, “We need to talk.”I don’t know what the hell it was that she wanted to talk about, and honestly, I am not in the mood to even hear her voice. I have far more important things to take care of and a very important person to focus on.Once again, she tried to get her hands on my arm, but Evelyn stopped her by stepping between us. “Get ou
-Eve-“Oh, we don’t really care what you believe in,” I said, smiling, even though in reality I was a nervous wreck. I am not sure where I got my confidence from, but at that moment, my protective instinct stepped in, and I no longer cared about who I was talking to. “What really matters at the end of the day is, I am beside Vincent, I came here with Vincent, and I am leaving with Vincent. Which is why you are there, standing on your own, trying to get the attention of the man who clearly doesn’t want to see you.” I watched her face morphed from being an entitled bitch that looked so unbreakable into a bitch that has no class at all. And that was what I was waiting for. The opportunity to show everyone who she really was. The person that she hides behind her fake facade and millionaire name. “You bi-,” she almost screamed, but before she could turn into the monster that she really was, the woman beside her stopped her. She looked around as if realizing where she really was and the
-Vincent-I could see the determination in Evelyn’s eyes. I know that what she said was the right thing to do, but the fear in me wouldn’t just go away. I have almost lost her before, and I don’t want that to happen again anytime soon. And the person we are talking about isn’t just any person. This is Samantha. For some, she seemed like a harmless, spoiled brat. But for me and my friends, she is worse than the devil himself. I know that I could do worse, but I also know that Evelyn wouldn’t let me do that. She may call me Lucifer, but to her, I am more of a fallen angel, redeemable, and never the bad one. Little did she know that I am not that kind of person. I have always thought that I was not someone who could be redeemed. Until Evelyn came. “I am still worried that you would meet her little devil,” I state the obvious. I know that she knows what I mean, and I am really trying my best to be able to meet her halfway. She wants honesty, then that’s what I am going to give to her
-Eve-“Yes, little devil,” he answered. “I had loved you long before I knew what love meant.”I didn’t know that he loved me. I mean, maybe a part of me did, but I didn’t really expect him to say it to me. Didn’t expect him to confess to me. I am a nobody and he is Vincent Freaking Beckett. I look at the man in front of me, and I suddenly feel awkward. Keep yourself together.I ordered myself. Not wanting to embarrass myself once again. “Are you okay?” Vincent asked worriedly. “Yes,” I replied, “but I want to leave this place.” Vincent nodded as he stood up and guided me out. He led me to an elevator that I don’t remember riding up when we had arrived. But that doesn’t really matter right now. Once we reached the basement, the door opened. Carl was already behind the wheel, waiting for us. “Carl knew about this?” I asked. “He knows most of the things about my life,” Vincent replied as he opened the door of the car for me. “And he gets paid handsomely for keeping his mouth shu
-Eve-I couldn’t believe what the hell I was seeing. I was not even sure if this was still right. I looked at Vincent, and automatically, my thoughts of him being a good person began to waver. “If you have questions you need to ask,” Vincent reminded me calmly. “For this relationship to work, I need you to be totally honest with me. I need you to tell me the entire truth. And I need you to use your safe word if this is something that makes you uncomfortable.” It really makes me uncomfortable, especially after seeing so many films about girls taken away from their families and sold to the syndicate to be auctioned like this. “Are-,” I choked on my own question, not sure how to ask Vincent. But he was right, I need to be honest because I want him to be honest. I need to know the truth. “Are they girls who are kidnapped?” Vincent blinked at me several times as if he wasn’t sure if he heard me right. “Kidnapped?” He repeated. “Yes, kidnapped. You know, like those girls who are drug
-Eve-When Vincent promises something, he delivers. I was in heaven after Vincent gave me what I asked for. I could hear people moving around us as I caught my breath. My body was still convulsing as Vincent gently cleaned me up.“That was…” I started to say, but was too out of breath to finish. “Mind blowing.” I could see the proud smile he was wearing even though he was trying his best not to show it to me. He let me rest and as I look up, that’s when I saw a roof on top of our booth. Now it make sense, the button that Vincent pressed before he proceeded on fulfilling his promise was for the roof and the blinds. With the lights on, I could clearly see that our booth was different from those below us. The booths below had curtains, while ours was like a cubicle with thick walls. It was like a small room in a house, giving us all the privacy we needed to do whatever the hell it was that we wanted. After Vincent was sure that I was cleaned, he sat on the bed-like couch but didn’t
-Eve-I don’t know where I got my courage from. I’m not even sure why I suddenly became so bold.“Make me cum.”I thought I would be embarrassed for saying it, for even thinking about it. But I didn’t feel that way. Vincent never made me feel that way.“Is that what you really want?” Vincent pulled me closer to him, there was no doubt in the way he asked me. It was as if he were asking for permission. As if my opinion and answer matter.“Yes,” I replied, almost out of breath. I didn’t have to ask Vincent twice. I saw him press a button, although I don’t know what it does. Vincent’s mouth crushed into mine with so much hunger that everything around us faded away. “I missed you,” Vincent whispered as his hands roamed my body like her couldn’t get enough of me. “I missed you, too,” I said, out of breath as Vincent continued to kiss and caress me. He pulled out my breast out of my clothes and and suck at each one of them. I moaned, unable to control the pleasure I was feeling. The know
-Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Evelyn hasn’t said the safe word yet. Ever since we walked in, she has been quiet and observing. I saw the way she looked at each of the rooms that we stopped by. There was no judgment in them. I know that Evelyn is just seeing the beginning and not yet the dark side of it. As much as I want to confirm to myself that there was a big chance for her to accept me as a whole. I couldn’t do that. Not until she sees the last room of this place.The hardest part of this process isn’t showing her the lifestyle that I've gotten used to. The hardest part in this process is letting her see it as something positive and not look at me like I was a pervert. She glanced at me once in a while, and I could clearly see the internal battles behind her eyes, but she never said anything. I don’t
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Vincent’s other side definitely took me by surprise.They were also right. This is beyond me. I know that Vincent is different. I just didn’t know that he was that different. “Breathe, little devil,” Vincent whispered. Sending chills down my spine. I exhaled the breath I didn’t know I was holding as I let the view in front of me unfold. I don’t know how to describe what I was feeling right now. Not sure if I could even find the right words. All I know is that this isn’t something I was expecting. “You have the power over everything, little devil,” Vincent reminded. “You have the power to stop everything; all you have to say is your safe word. If this makes you uncomfortable, all you have to do is say your safe word.”A part of me was tempted to do just that. Part of me thinks