Alexander’s PovI paced around my room, without an idea of why I was doing so or the reason behind my current mode of restlessness. For the hundredth time, I tried to shut my head away from thoughts of Amelia, but the more I tried to think less of her, the more evident she clouded my head. Just then, I heard a loud scream that seemed to come from a distance away. However, I needed no one to tell me that it was from my mansion. I jerked up to my feet and hurriedly walked over to the cctv screen where I could catch sight of whatever it was that happened.And then, I saw Amelia…She was sobbing terribly and hitting her leg on the hard ground. It seemed as though she had just heard a news that terribly broke her heart. My heart dropped as I quickly tried to think of what might have caused her to react in such manner.“Was she still feeling bad that Derek didn’t leave the mansion with her? Or was she badly missing her home?” All of these questions clouded my head.My heart broke as I wa

Alexander’s PovI swallowed hard as I looked into Amelia’s fierce, but cold eyes. She had a lot of questions running through them and the last thing I wanted at this moment was giving her an answer which I had no idea of.I wasn’t clear on why I brought her into my quarters, neither was I clear on why I wasn’t willing to let her go already.“Let go of me!” She yelled out of her lungs as she pushed me away right until I fell to the ground.“Don’t you dare lay those hands on me or else, I would…”, she suddenly trailed off while I stared at her with an interesting look on my face.“Or else what?” I asked, gesturing for her to proceed with whatever it was she was about to say.She took in a deep breath and clenched her fist in rage. Her expression at the moment was extremely funny that I didn’t realize when I started laughing out of my lungs.“You amaze me…eleven! Haven’t I gone hard enough on you? What else do you want me to do in a bid to prove that I am your master! That I bought you a

Amelia’s PovTwo days later, I decided to go on a quest to learn more about Alexander. He was at the garden and I made use of that opportunity. For a while, I observed his daily routine and from what I gathered, he usually spent most of his time at the garden during evenings. That simply meant that I had the whole of the evening to dig into his profile and learn more about him.One was becoming more of a thorn in my flesh. She had bugged me continuously about what I had to do with Alexander and when I failed to reply, she kept threatening me and informing me of how she would greatly punish me if I ever crossed her line. That was the least of what concerned me at the moment. I was pregnant and there was need for me to know what to do at the moment. Perhaps, digging through his things would give me a hint of what I can do to escape…At this, I walked into his room and since I was the only one with an idea of how to open it, I sneaked into it. His room was empty just as I had thought

One laid on her bed, deep in thought. She was trying to make sense of the recent changes in Eleven's behavior. It had all started a few weeks ago when Eleven had suddenly become withdrawn and moody. One had tried to talk to her about it, but she always brushed it off and said she was fine.But One knew something was wrong. She had a sixth sense when it came to people's emotions, and she could tell that Eleven was struggling with something. One was determined to find out what it was.As she laid there, lost in thought, she went over all the possible scenarios in her head. Maybe Eleven was homesick? Or perhaps she was having a difficult time adjusting to life in the mansion? But One knew there was more to it than that.One's mind was racing as she approached Eleven's bed. She was determined to uncover the truth behind her friend's recent behavior. As she began to search through Eleven's belongings, she felt a sense of guilt wash over her. This was a blatant invasion of privacy, but her

Noah carefully laid Amelia's limp body on the bed, trying his best to make her as comfortable as possible. He had seen the bruises on her arms and legs and knew she had been through a lot. He felt a sense of protectiveness towards her, especially knowing how ruthless Alexander could be. He had worked for Alexander for years, and he had seen first-hand the cruel and twisted things that went on in this mansion. But Amelia was different. She was innocent, and he couldn't bear the thought of her suffering anymore.He quickly went to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room and retrieved a pack of ice. Carefully, he placed it on her forehead, hoping it would bring down her temperature and help revive her. He had to act fast, he knew that Alexander could walk in at any moment and catch him in the act of helping her.He thought about how he could help her escape from this place. He knew that it wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to do whatever it takes. He had seen enough of the darkn