Mag-log inShemika's POVBishop didn't talk still, he simply took me to the bathroom and kicked the door open with his leg, and as we got into the bathroom, Bishop set me down gently inside the tub. "What the hell is he doing?" I thought."Stop it! Let me out of here!" I yelled as I tried to stand up immediately, but he leaned forward, turned on the tap and water began to rush out, quickly rising to fill the tub."Bishop, I'm talking to you!" I snapped, but my voice was already changing. The moment the water hit my skin, something shifted. It was like the anger slowly dissolved into the warmth. My breathing slowed just a little as the water rose around my body.Bishop knelt next to me, still saying nothing. He reached forward, pushed some strands of hair away from my face, and leaned in to kiss me-softly at first, slow and unhurried, like he had all the time in the world. My chest rose and fell rapidly, but the moment his lips touched mine, my body relaxed involuntarily.I leaned into the kiss
Shemika's POVAfter the guards pleaded with me and for the fact that they were right there on their knees apologizing to me despite I was the one who hit them, I didn't even press any further.I got tired, and I realized there was no way those guards were going to let me through that door. I wondered what Bishop might have threatened them with for them not to have shifted a bit from the door. They stood there like two immovable mountains, unwavering, polite but firm, and it drained me so badly. So, with clenched fists and a heart pounding with frustration, I spun around sharply and stormed back up the stairs. My legs moved fast, each step heavier than the last, and my heels clicking furiously against the marble floor as I reached my room.I didn't stop until I got into my room, and as soon as I entered, I slammed the door shut behind me. I banged it so hard that the sound echoed through the luxurious hallway, loud enough to shake the scary silence, causing the chandelier above to rat
Shemika's POV**The Following Morning**I woke up slowly, the early morning sunlight bleeding through the sheer curtains and spilling across my face. For a moment, I just lay there, staring up at the vast ceiling above me, trying to figure out where the hell I was. My fingers curled into the smooth, crisp sheets beneath me, and that was the first clue-this wasn't my bed.Then it hit me.I was in Bishop's room.On Bishop's bed.And Bishop... wasn't here.I pushed myself up, the silky sheet sliding down my bare arms. The room was huge-too huge to be called just a bedroom. It looked like a luxury hotel suite, only richer. The walls were cream with gold trimming, and a massive crystal chandelier hung dead center. The headboard behind me rose like a throne, covered in soft velvet. Across from the bed, a fireplace glowed with an actual fire, crackling gently. In the corner, a sitting area with a plush white couch sat untouched, the glass table beside it holding fresh flowers and a breakfast
Shemika's POV"You didn't explain," I said quietly, almost not too interested in the matter anymore."She came to me crying about shit and just like that she tried to force herself. I shoved her away but I didn't mean to hurt her. I felt bad for pushing her down, so I just wanted to apologize to her and then you walked in. Nothing was happening, I swear to you, Shemika." Bishop explained, eyes wide open in desperation to be believed. "Nothing is going on, Shemika. If there was, I'd tell you." He added smoothly.I stared into his eyes. He looked sincere. But between the dead performer, the man on the rooftop, and the button still in my pocket, I didn't know what to believe anymore."I shouldn't have come tonight," I murmured."Why not?" he asked.I didn't answer. My eyes fell to my plate. My stomach growled softly, betraying me."Eat something," he said gently. "You've had a rough day."I finally picked up my fork and took a bite. The food was warm, rich, and comforting. Slowly, my app
Shemika's POVThe drive was smooth but suspiciously quiet.Unlike me, whenever I was inside Bishop's car, I was always in an argument with him, either fighting him over the thinnest thing or just bringing up trouble for devil's sake. But it was different now, I was quiet, shockingly quiet, and scared to death.Bishop kept stealing quick glances at me while he drove but my eyes remained fixed on the road. I didn't just want to think about my own death before it happened.Bishop pulled over into his house. Of course, the biggest mansion I've seen so far. Bishop's penthouse was dim, the light warm and soft, casting long golden shadows across the walls. I sat stiffly in the car, still scared. I was now in Bishop's house, anything can happen here and nobody will even know what ever happened.If Bishop really brought me here to have dinner with him, then why can't we simply go to a restaurant to have it? Why his house? Why this big, extremely beautiful building?Bishop stepped out of the c
Shemika's POVI really don't care if he ended up hurting me, I just know that I'll feel more stupid if I didn't do this-if I didn't go after him to see his face clearly and maybe challenge him.I tripped as I rushed out of the elevator but I didn't care, nobody was around to see me anyway. The entire room in the penthouse was practically empty, everybody was downstairs, so I didn't waste much time on my knees as I fell, I simply pulled myself together and lifted myself up. I didn't stop running, I kept storming towards the rooftop like I was assigned a mission there.By the time I reached the rooftop, he was gone.The wind was sharp and cold against my skin, carrying an eerie kind of silence. I looked around frantically-no footsteps, no shadow, nothing."FUCK!" I screamed out loud."Where did he go? Goddammit!" I shouted, still breathing heavily, almost finding it hard to catch my breath.I ran my hand into my hair and angrily kicked my foot forward.Fuck, I thought I could find some
ShemikaDom walked through the floor as if he owned the place.The ladies admired him so much and they all liked him here.A young lady, wearing weird make-up suddenly stopped the moment she saw Dom approaching, “Hey, baby…” she mumbled softly as she began to use her hands to rub herself all over h
BishopThe kidnapper suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my hands, pinning them tight behind me while his daughter started searching my body.They were checking if I'd any weapons on me."What a waste of time." I thought. All the weapons I brought with me were gone already, it was in the trunk in m
BishopI flung the bag into the trunk of my car and I hurried back to the front and claimed the driver's seat, but I didn't drive away, not yet.I sat slumped into the seat, unsure what to do now. So I tossed out my phone and a quick thought instantly slipped into my mind.My heart was heavy with a
BishopThe kidnapper suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my hands, pinning them tight behind me while his daughter started searching my body.They were checking if I'd any weapons on me."What a waste of time." I thought. All the weapons I brought with me were gone already, it was in the trunk in m







