My head told me to refuse but my body seemed to have its own agenda, rooted in place despite my desire to flee. Keith's presence was intimidating, always stirring fear within me each time he got like this.As my fingers clenched the duvet, betraying my inner frustration, I could feel the tremors spreading through me. "Say no, Jenna," my inner voice pleaded. "Just say it."My eyes were still looking into his and I could feel my hands shaking bit by bit. "Go on Jenna. Tell him no. Just say it and he'll leave you alone." I thought."I...I..." My voice faltered as I struggled to form coherent words under Keith's penetrating stare. His proximity was overwhelming, enveloping me in heat.Keith's hand went behind my neck, pushing my face towards his as his voice turned husky, soft, seductive and tempting, "What was our deal when you first stepped into this mansion, Jenna?" he asked me as he breathed down on my cheek.I could feel his lips getting closer to mine."I don't kn-" I groaned when h

The next morning, I woke up, stretching myself in bed. I felt, not just refreshed, but also happy. Like, overly happy.Thinking back to last night, my cheeks turned red and I had to cover my face with the duvet out of embarrassment.We had sex and fell asleep together in my bed. Oh my gosh. I can't believe that happened.After getting myself together, I reached out my hand to the other side of the bed, but my fingers brushed against cool, empty sheets. Confusion swept over me as I sat up, searching the room for any sign of Keith. Did he leave at night or just this morning?I looked at the clock on the wall and panicked. Of course, he left for work without me! I'm late for work.I rushed out of bed and quickly had my bath and got dressed. With my handbag practically flying in my hand, I rushed down the stairs but God knows I can't go to work on an empty stomach.Hearing my tummy rumble, I made a turn from the front door to the kitchen, praying that the cook had already prepared someth

12 hours later... I woke up feeling an aching pain at the back of my head and when I opened my eyes, it was nothing but darkness. There was a sack over my head but no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, it wouldn't come off. The fact that my arms and legs were tied up proved that I had been kidnapped, as I recalled what happened last before everywhere went dark. "Hey! Who's there?! Help!" I screamed, knowing at the back of my mind that it was pointless. "It looks like she has finally woken up." the excited voice of a man echoed in my ears as I turned my head frantically as if it would help me see. I felt someone grab my arm but I struggled against the grip. "A feisty one, isn't she?" a different voice sounded, "go get the boss." As I sat there, my heart beating frantically, I heard footsteps and then a halt of those footsteps. The sack over my head was yanked off and I had my eyes shut tightly as my heart raced even faster. Slowly, I opened my eyes, the sand-covered gro

"You- You're lying." I gave a nervous chuckle, "you were only nine or ten years old. A- A child is not capable of such a thing.""Well, I was a child then. But I was also a patient from the psychiatric ward." Raphael said, watching my reaction while he towered over me.***WRITER'S POV***TWELVE YEARS AGO...In the sterile corridor of a psychiatric ward, lined with closed doors. The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting an eerie glow. Suddenly, the sound of running footsteps echoes down the hallway. That was Raphael, a nine-year-old boy, his hospital gown billowing behind him as he sprinted towards freedom."I have to get out of here," Raphael said, breathless and eyes wide with exhilaration.He heard footsteps and almost panicked, "I thought no one was supposed to be out this late?" he thought to himself.Raphael darted around a corner, finding himself in a deserted reception area. He spotted an open window and rushed towards it, his heart pounding in his chest. With a surge of

Raphael slapped me again, this time, even harder.He squatted down to my level and took hold of my arm, pulling me sharply towards himself as his grip tightened on my arm, "I'll do that too and you'll tell me who's better! Father or son!" he yelled, setting off all the alarms in my body.I winced as he handled me roughly, my heart racing with fear as I screamed at the top of my lungs. I tried my best to push him away, but his strength was overpowering. With a forceful gesture, he pushed me down, my back hitting against the floor as he forced my legs open, his intentions clear.Just as Raphael was about to proceed by pulling down my panties, the door swung open, and a figure stepped into the room, only to quickly avert their gaze. Raphael's eyes flashed with fury as he barked, "What is it?! How dare you walk in here?!"The intruder stammered, his eyes still averted, "Sir, there are some people around this area. And I think the police might be among them."Raphael's jaw clenched, his