Mia's pov I stretched out my hand as far as it could go after that leap, hoping with everything inside of me that I will be able to grab a branch, and I closed my eyes as I felt my finger slipped through thin air. I managed to grab a branch, but it wasn’t strong enough to hold my weight.I let out the biggest sigh of relief for my body since my 18 years of existence and even though the entire weight of my body was being held just by my hands now and it was also extremely painful, I encouraged myself with the knowledge that I was closer to freedom or so I thought, because as I was trying to balance myself and move my way down the tree and found out that I had misjudged the strength of the branch and before I knew it…I was falling down to the ground and the only thing that stopped me from having serious severe injuries was the fact that I was bumping into one branch after the other that's actually scraped my face and body, dragging pieces of my flesh along with it but it somehow soften
Mia's POV That night, I knew that I really made a very narrow escape from the clutches of death, and I was genuinely grateful that Lorenzo hadn’t shot me as punishment.I decided to wipe away every thought of trying to escape from my mind at that moment.I knew my life was not something that I wanted to play with. Even though staying in this prison was tearing me apart, at least I was alive and breathing just fine.After that night when he had spared me, which of course was not enough reason for me to see him in a different light.He was still a monster to me.He had the same doctor who had tended to me when I had fainted come look me up again, apparently I hadn’t dislocated my knee but the bone shifted and needed to stay in a bandage for a few days.I did not see much of Lorenzo at all in the following days and I was mostly restricted to my room during that period as well, which I really appreciated because going outside of my bedroom was not good for my healing knee whenever I walke
Mia's POV I was lost as to why he had made me put on my wedding dress that was already ruined and looked like it had been run over by a dumpster truck, but the silent question that I didn't ask was answered as he began to stride towards me.Then, in one swift and smooth motion, he leaned down closer to me since he was much taller than I am.Then, before I could even blink, his lips locked with mine to my shock. I was supposed to pull away. I was supposed to shove him away from me instantly, because not only was he the man who had made my life miserable, but he was also Lorenzo, who was more or less a monster.But, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. At first, it was the fear of him getting annoyed at me for attempting to shove him away and shooting me with anger – but soon, it stopped being because of just that.His lips slanted over mine and I couldn’t even find the strength in me to keep my eyes open. Tingles shot through every inch of my body and when his hand came up to tug on my j
Mia's POV After he left me that day, leaving me extremely confused and lost, I wasn’t sure of what to think any longer.He had also send someone to come get the ruined wedding dress a few hours after he had exited my bedroom, and I had hastily handed it over because merely looking at it was traumatizing enough.I could never really fully wrap my head around this man and how he operates.He was deadly and dangerous. I could tell so much about him from the way he acted, and I knew that human life meant very little to him. I could see that whenever he looked at me, he despised me with every fiber of his being.But yet, he wouldn't kill me and he also wouldn't force himself on me, so what exactly did he want to do with me?I didn't see him the next day or the day after that, so I started to take that time to catch my breath and I even decided later on to try and make friends with the woman that was bringing food to my room. I realized after a while of trying to bring up conversations with
Mia's POV "A good person…" I repeated after Maria as if that was the first time I've ever heard those words being used, while also trying to imagine Lorenzo in my head as a supposedly good person.The word ‘good’ and Lorenzo in the same sentence seems like the most unbelievable combination to ever exist.Even though he was yet to hurt me, he has shown me several times that it was not something that was difficult for him to do, but for some reason, he always seemed to hesitate when it came to me. I had concluded that it was just part of his mind games.Because, that most definitely hadn’t made him a good person in my books.The more time that I had spent in the house and I kept hearing his name over and over, I realized that it actually rang a bell.Actually, it rang several times. When I was living back with my parents, I had heard his name several times but I had not paid much attention to it. However, his name was always spoken with a tone of fear between harsh whispers.I decided
Mia's POV When we were finally on the road, his eyes left me and were fixed on the asphalt path that was in front of him, I felt as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulder when he stopped looking at me because I could never really read what was in his eyes except for the intense contempt and anger that would occasionally slip through, and some other flicker of emotion which I genuinely have no idea on how to interpret them.However, it was becoming awkward to remain in the car with him especially when we stopped at red lights because the silence in the car would become even more intense that after a certain point I was tempted to bring up conversation about the weather inorder to break the silence even if it was just for a little while.But he broke the silence before me."You are my property now,"That was definitely not how I expected the conversation to start but since it was coming from him, it made a lot of sense as messed up as that sounded.I fiddled with my fingers as I tr
Mia's POV The next house that we went to was even bigger than the last and it had more people. The realization that this meant that the little privacy that I had before would be completely evaporated because of this, made my mood drastically."We are going shopping in about half an hour," He said as he walked past me, after telling a maid to show me to my room that had been prepared before my arrival.No. I couldn't let things go like this even, if I was a prisoner. I still had some say in my own life and so before he could take another step, I grabbed him or at least I tried to grab his hand but was only able to catch a bundle of his V neck top.He looked back at me instantly; it was as if everything froze when he asked me what I was currently doing with my fingers on his shirt. I hastily bit my bottom lip, wondering if this was a good idea to begin with. I didn’t want him to yell at me but then my frustration of living like a lifeless doll overpowered my fear at that moment."Can
Mia's POV “This is too short, where do you think we are going to? A club?""No this is tight, you'll probably suffocate in this before the night is over…""... This one is supposed to be a joke, right?"When we finally arrived at the mall and headed towards a boutique that was literally screaming luxury and expensive even before we stepped in, it was as if the conversation that we were having was allowing me to make some choices about which clothes to pick.I went to the changing room and Lorenzo followed me instantly. Everywhere surprisingly looked scanty. A few people whom I had noticed as I walked by, had all been wearing the same shirts. I figured that it was a uniform and that they were probably working here at the boutique, since it had the logo of the boutique plastered against their backs.It was surprising that customers were not flowing in and out of here like water. Perhaps, they were all scared away by the absurd prices of each clothes.As I was thinking about it, I chuck