We have been driving around and through these bizarre streets for the longest decade according to my apprehensive self. I'm a nervous wreck right now, but I am glad I can still curb my anxiety from showcasing itself. I can't let this jerk see how much he is freaking me out.Unlike his norm, today we are not chaperoned by his squadron of goons. No. It's just him and the driver. Weird. So odd! One would think that we are going somewhere intimate, but that inkling itself is humorously ludicrous. It's revolting by nature.The drive has been crammed with nothing but a pure fluster lull. He is devilishly raw and life-threatening as usual, -his signature demeanor, his all-time amour, while I am striving to cope with it, as I have always done, hoping that this mischief isn't about his evil gimmicks. But how cliche can that be? The irony in that hope alone is fussing."You want to say something?" He softly barks, wrecking the peace in my ears. I don't know whether he glimpsed me gawking at him

I peel my eyes, sloping my body on this bed and yawning after realizing it's morning already. Funny! I didn't know I would fall asleep with the devil and the witch in the same house. Their presence must have magically buried me into a dreadful sleep.Speaking of the devil, didn't he say that this was his and my bedroom? Why isn't he here now? Don't get me wrong, okay? I would be barfing forth my lungs out if I woke to his ugly suffocating face and scary eyes and dreadful giant body beside me. I'm just wondering. He didn't come home the whole night? Or maybe they are just screwing somewhere in this house with that witch! Yack! Whatever the case, I am glad I didn't get to see any of their faces when I peeled my eyes. They both are bad omens! Souls of Doom!My fuss hikes my lethargic legs to the door, and I open it slightly. Popping my head out, I cruise my eyes outside, and when I don't get a glimpse sight of anyone, I lock it behind me again, and stroll back to the distant corner of th

"I must applaud your hard balls. You turned out more smarter than I could have imagined." He says after ages of shrieking stillness and life-threatening staring. "But you and I, can never be equal. You are nothing, Ella." He adds, dropping the gun and scratching his head with it.Ooh, we are not? Definitely not. But my guts are something that he can't stand nor believe. That is beyond doubt."I don't think so, but it's alright. If that is what you want to believe, I won't try to hurt your ego." I retort."And you can go ahead and think that you have won, but I can tell you for a fact, Ella, I can get rid of you in a snap of a finger." He argues.Smirk! How comical is that! He should have done so a long time ago."Then why haven't you done so?" I challenge."I didn't know until now, but with what you have done, I want to make you bleed before I finally send you over to your parents, while I take over everything that belongs to your family. That will be your punishment." He affirms, bu

It has been a long while since we sauntered inside this room. We have talked and talked and we are still talking."Jeez, I can't believe this is you. I mean, us." Terris says as we finish our dinner.Who can believe it? Terris, and me, like this? Even I can't. But believe it or not, the day has been fabulous. I have learnt quite a lot about her, except why and how she ended up caged by that monster. It seems like a very sentimental topic for her, and I don't intend on imposing so much. I also haven't opened up wholly to her, but I am getting a feeling that we will have more to share in the near future.I agree with Dan. These girls have been impacted in a negative way by the nightmares they have lived through throughout their stay in that brothel. They are traumatized. They are unstable. They need a lot of care and understanding. "Me neither. Hey, once again, I am sorry. I wasn't a saint to you either. " I respond."I understand. It was all my fault, though. If I didn't get on your n

Curling up under the warm duvet, my hands scuffle against some turbulent bare skin that is inevitably neither mine nor is it appealing at all to mine. I peel my eyes in a snap, catching the blinding luster of the befalling morning rays, and my gazes stumble upon with Ajay's owl-like eyes perched on my face. Sigh! I don't recall us getting under this duvet together last night. After that talk we had yesterday, he became wild mute. He turned abnormally mute the rest of the evening. I knew he didn't leave the house even until I went to bed. But I reckoned that he would. I hadn't expected to wake up with him beside me as if he merits that right. What a disgusting site!Catching a glimpse of his upper body on display like this spins my mind a complete degree, making me slink my hand beneath the duvet. I sigh in relief after feeling my clothes on. I even had to rub my thighs together just to make sure. There is no soreness, nor am I wet. Thank heavens! I should sigh out another puff of re