All Chapters of Sir Leonard’s plighted: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Zoe The piano is still playing the beautiful tune, the beginning of my new life. I step out of my guest room with my father on my right and brother on my left. Slowly walking down the modern victorian spiral stairs, the photographer snaps a multiple photographs of us. Reaching the hall, I can’t help but gasp at the exquisite setup and decorations.Brad’s family and the politicians are here in their numbers. Thousands of bodies in their resumes yet they smile with so much ease. I wonder how they sleep at night. All of them are here for Brad. Father and Dan are my only family and I don’t have any friends. Those I thought were, ghosted me the day I got engaged to their eye candy. Friends are overrated anyway. I focus all my attention on the handsome man before me. His infectious smile melts my heart. I may not like his family, but I won’t have to deal with them. Him and I will start our new life and make our own traditions that do not involve killing or backstabbing people. Our vows

ZoeI keep my eyes fixed on the window looking outside as we leave the city and drive in silence for what feels like hours. My heart starts pounding when we turn into a dusty road that leads into the woods. We drive through the forest for over three hours while my head imagines every case scenario, none good. This man can kill me here and no one will ever find my body. My phone continuously searches for network. It was two hours ago when I had a single bar. Just great. Even if I manage to escape wherever we are going, I would not be able to call for help.It feels like forever when we reach a mansion, right in the middle of the woods. I don’t think our government knows a place like this exists. There are over ten heavily armed guards at the gate. They bow when Leonard opens the window, and the driver drives past them and stops right in front of the mansion. The hefty man opens our doors, but I remain on my seat until Sir Leonard signals with his head for me to come out. I get out and

Zoe Four days later, the bogy man returns. The atmosphere is so tense, I swear I can smell fear around here. I still wonder why all these people are here if they are so terrified of him. A part of me is grateful when I don’t see him the whole day, but I have to speak to him at some point. Maybe I can convince him to let me leave. I can’t stop my heart from racing when Lord Duke informs me that he will be dining with me for supper. I give myself a pep talk as I descend the stairs. I will not show any fear. I will not be bullied. My resolve is immediately tested when our eyes meet. Cold and murderous. He looks like he wants to strangle me. Lord Duke, Lady Margaret and the maids are standing attentively a few feet away. “Sir Leornard,” I greet as calmly as I can and ignore his girlfriend who is seated on his left. “You are late,” he says with a scowl. I glance at the clock above his head and back at him. I am one second late and that’s because his girlfriend bumped in

ZoeI use all my energy to push him off and free myself to no avail.“Let me go, please, I have to go.”His strong arms pull me back and I collide with his abs. “They are alive, Kitten.”I look up at him. “Really?”I don’t believe him even as I ask. “Yes, really. They got out on time.”“I need to see them, please,” I plead. I don’t believe a word he is saying. “Not now.”“How do I even know if you telling me the truth?”He could have done this too for all I know. This could be his punishment for me not eating or hitting his girlfriend.“You just have to trust me.”I look at him in disbelief. “Trust you? I don’t even know you!”“I am your husband,” he says this as if it means anything. “On paper. I want to see my family.”“I don’t repeat myself, Kitten.”I huff and storm outside. It was drizzling earlier, it is now pouring with thunderstorms and lightning but I don’t care. The security at the gate refuse to let me out. I am already drenched when I take a sit on the

Zoe I wake up the following day feeling hot and sick. I can feel a cold towel on my forehead. It makes me feel better but I burn up the moment it moves. Opening my eyes feels like a serious exercise. I meet his cold eyes the moment my eyes adjust. Why is he so angry? A sneeze, then shivers. I am cold one moment and burning the next. I never get sick, ever! “You managed to get yourself sick,” he says with a scowl before placing another cold towel over my forehead. “It’s just flu. It should pass soon.” My nasal voice is a giveaway. The truth is I feel terrible and my head hurts. “Eat,” he commands and feeds me soup before giving me medicine. “What time is it?” “Not important. Sleep now. You should feel better when you wake up.” It is a command, which I follow. I dose off the moment I lie down. He is still seated on the couch when I wake up a five hours later. “You don’t have to stay with me.” My croaky voice sounds like a whisper. He shoots me that col