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12 Chapters

1. Prologue

BRAKK BRAKK BRAKK! "Julian! Please open the door!" I shouted as I continued to bang on the door as hard as possible. My whole body felt like I'd been hit with a sledgehammer, my hands already turning blue from doing this every time he locked me in the room. With my clothes clinging to my body, I was still trying to escape him. I tried to escape several times, but he could always find me and locked me back in this room. I don't care about how I look; the nightdress has been torn in several parts, leaving my shoulders and chest exposed and my body shaking with chills, but I ignore it all. "Julian, let me out! Please ..." "Julian! Open the—" Check! Someone entered after turning the key. Julian looked at me with a different gaze than a few hours ago. I didn't dare to look at the man's face any longer, not wanting to imagine what he would do to me. Even though those eyes seemed so calm, it would still be hard for me to shake the impression that he was the craziest man I'd ever met. I

2. Bad News

A few months ago..."We are messengers from the Levion family, informing you that according to the will your father left you, you will be matched with their son." A match? To the son of the Levion family? Who is this Levion family? I had never even heard of that name during my father's lifetime. "Wh-who did you say?" I asked, stammering. "The Levion family, your late father's best friends during his lifetime." The man then took out a brown envelope and the contents—a piece of paper with something written on it. However, for some reason, there seemed to be something odd about this. "I brought proof of the will your father wrote." I grabbed the paper from the man's hand and read the contents. It was true—written that my father would match me with the son of the Levion family. What kind of joke is this again? "Can you guys not talk about this first? Please look, I'm grieving right now!" I said in a hoarse voice. I had spent the whole night mourning my parents' passing and now had to

3. Mysteriously Married

Damn! My head felt bruised when I opened my eyes due to the glare of the light that broke through the gap in the curtains. My body felt crushed as if it had been run over by a vehicle with tons of weight. Some parts of my body felt sore and painful. What the hell is going on? And the man from last night. Where was he? Was I perhaps already in heaven? Because that thing was out to devour me. I hurriedly got up and shuffled my way to the large mirror in this room. Still without clothes, of course. I had to confirm what happened. I was still in one piece, except for the claw and bite marks on my neck and wrists. I couldn't remember exactly what had happened except for a hot night with a handsome man, who then wore a monster costume with a wolf's head or whatever it was called. Whatever it was was a mistake. I shouldn't have gotten carried away and done all this because this isn't what I came here to do. I'm here to investigate the deaths of my parents that felt so awkward-as well as th

4. The Day and The Night

I was waiting for the mysterious man who contacted me by phone. I still kept the thing safe, hoping Julian wouldn't find it. I had turned off the ringer, just in case whenever he called, the secret cell phone wouldn't make a sound that would attract anyone's attention. I was in an unfamiliar place, so not attracting attention was the only way to survive. My eyes repeatedly glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. An hour had passed, and the sky was turning orange, which meant that night would soon come. However, I saw no sign of the mysterious man's arrival. Had he forgotten his promise? Or did he not make our meeting a priority? I heard the sound of the doorknob, which made me stand up. Not long after, footsteps entered the room, and I found only disappointment. The man standing there was not the mystery man, but Julian. "What else did you come for?" I asked in a snappy tone. Since his arrival last time, I no longer respected him. His words and behavior did not deserve to be cal

5. Back to The First

I didn't understand what was going on. Does Julian have a split personality that he treats me differently in the morning and at night? Although I liked Julian at night, still, I hoped that his behavior during the day was not much different from when he came to me every night. I love how this man treats me at night. The way he touches and caresses me, I can feel the love in it. So what happens to him during the day? "Where are you going?" asked Julian when I was about to leave his room after fulfilling his call during the day. Don't think that he was calling me for sex. Not at all. He asked me to smear his girlfriend's body with spice oil because she was ready to be fertilized.That line of Julian was, to me, the most ridiculous diction I've ever heard from someone's mouth. Just say you'll have sex; no need to soften your animal-like behavior! Julian was married, but instead of making love to me, he intended to plant his seed in a woman he wasn't married to. "Go back to my room," I

6. Another Julian

I had already packed my things to be ready to head to The Emirates along with Julian, whose nighttime Julian would turn out to be cruel later when I got there or not. However, there was one thing that bothered me a little bit before he left me, as he usually did every day. "Don't say anything to me during the day, even if I ask, okay?" "Why would I do that?" I asked, not understanding. It was only natural for me to ask; too many confusing things had happened since I first set foot in this place. "Just do what I say." He then kissed my lips before disappearing behind the closed door. After Julian's departure, after the beautiful night we had last night, even the night before, I just brooded in my room and hoped that the morning that was starting to arrive would soon replace the night and I could leave to go back to tracing the secret of my parent's death. I didn't say anything to Julian about my suspicions about Mom and Dad's deaths. I just said that I wanted to take some of the th

7. Enslaved

I don't know what happened last night—no, let me rectify that. In the morning, until almost sunrise, Julian was still in my room. We did a lot of things, but I didn't imagine that it was going to be fun. Not at all. He asks me, once again, to watch him and Lavenia making love in my room.I was fed up and decided to go outside and stopped my steps in the garden. Some gardeners were tidying up the ornamental plants there, and when they saw me, they said a friendly hello.I'd forgotten how long it had been since I'd had a conversation with a human outside this castle. And I assumed this was the first time I'd met a human after almost a month of only struggling with demons during the day and beasts at night. However, I don't regret it because I often still envision Julian from morning to evening and wish I could tie him up in my room forever so that he would never leave and never have to meet and make love to another woman besides myself."Is there anything we can do for you, Miss?" asked

8. Back to The Emirate

I wasn't sure what I was seeing in front of my eyes at the moment, but it was clear that it was Mariana and she was making love to two people who were familiar to me. Why would she do this? Did Mariana do it of her own free will, or did Mr. and Mrs. Levion force her to become their sex slave? But why? I couldn't understand Mariana's thoughts and what she had done this time. Was it her own free will or the coercion of these two freaks? Should I ask Mariana? I stepped back slowly and carefully so that none of them would know that I had witnessed their disgusting scene. I couldn't imagine how Mariana would react if she knew that I already knew the reason she wasn't afraid to be in this place. She even kept encouraging me to get closer to Mr. and Mrs. Levion. I went back to my room and calmed down the rumbling that had been taking over my emotions. What was happening to me right now was indeed a great shock. My parents' absence, the surprise marriage, and my husband's strange mood swin

9. The Key

I finally met Mr. Emerson, who had been waiting at L'Restaurante for quite some time. I plopped down on a chair and glanced around, making sure no one had followed me here. "What brings you here, dear? Have you found out anything about your parents' deaths? I thought it was just an accident." Mr. Emerson sipped the coffee in his cup, then leaned in; maybe no one could overhear our conversation. "I couldn't believe it when I heard they had an accident. Didn't your parent come here on a private jet? Why would they return to Westmont on a commercial airplane?" Mr. Emerson's words made me realize something that had escaped my mind. He was right. Mom and Dad were very concerned about time efficiency, and if they were rushing back, they had important things to do. If that's the case, shouldn't they ride a private jet instead of a public airplane? I shook my head half-consciously after hearing the suspicions of the middle-aged man before me. I cast a glance around. There were a few diners

10. Who is This Man?

I stepped into the courtyard of a building that I had just visited. I didn't even know that my parents owned this place since it had just been built and was going to be occupied. However, as Mr. Emerson said, they didn't get to settle it.Julian came with me, but I didn't say that the house was the new place I would live in. I just said that Mom and Dad kept most of their belongings in this place.I entered several rooms that might lead me to the point I came for. It could be that they were deliberately spreading evidence of their deaths. However, until entering three rooms, I still couldn't find exactly where Mom and Dad's room was."What kind of joke is this, Zanina?" asked Julian with a raised intonation. "You want to stay at this place? We can stay in a hotel. Why are you here?""I want to spend more time with you in this place. This house is one of Mom and Dad's legacies. However, they've handed it over to Mr. Emerson, who will take care of their legacy. I want to sort out Mom an

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