Novel & Cerita The Scarlet Letter Prison Door

She slipped into my sheets as if she belonged there. And now I stood in my living room, whiskey glass still in hand, breathing like I had just run ten miles. Scarlet Rosetti was a prisoner. Scarlet Rosetti was off-limits. Scarlet Rosetti just became the only damn thing I wanted. I looked at the closed door. And I didn’t follow her. Not yet. But if she kept playing like this… I would end up breaking the rules.

Episode-4 Imprinting the souls. Adom pov "Can someone imprint in our souls?" This is what my heart wept from when I first met her until this moment. I watched her, hidden in the shadows, as she hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, her footsteps quick, almost panicked.

John is a lucky man; you look incredibly sexy. I closed the door, noticing she had parked in front of the neighbor's house as requested. I showed her to the office and pointed to the spot where I thought it would work best for her to set up and left the room. I moved quickly down the hall to our bedroom, put on my red 5" stiletto the heels, and gathered the other items I would need when John finally walked in the door from the garage. Just as I was moving past the door to the garage, it opened. I stood breathlessly, waiting for John's response to the note on the door and me.

“I’ll bring you something to eat later. You’ll be cared for. But until you remember what it means to be a Scanthin , until you remember how Sara died . Until then you’re not going anywhere.” And with that, she stepped out, shutting the door behind her, and Scar heard the lock latch. In spite of herself, she ran up the stairs to grab the doorknob, already knowing it was useless. She fiddled helplessly with the stubborn knob, and pounded once on the door, before she collapsed to her knees and began to cry.

“ But Harvey never wanted a child with her but he got two babies with another women , did he hate her that much , so he never loved her enough to make her the mother of his kids “ The thought of it alone gave her anxiety , she felt extremely pained . When Scarlet felt a hand touch her, it brought her out of her thoughts and it was no other than Kira. “Young mistress , we are here, you have to be strong, “ she reminded her. Scarlet didn’t reply but just looked at the place ahead of her , it was a church and on the entrance was boldly written “ the Pentecostal church of Christ “

I made my way steadily across the hall, and began to walk briskly to the room scarlet was kept in. Once I got there, I dropped the tray at a random place and ran to her door which had been bolted. I turned the knob and saw it wasn't locked, it had just been bolted and so I took the bolts out of place and pushed the door open. Scarlet was there on the ground looking miserable, and I immediately switched to my pretense mode, after closing the door and wondering why she was like that. She looked at me with wary eyes and immediately sat up straight from the twisted position she had been in.

Every turn felt deliberate. Mira leaned closer. “I don’t like this,” she whispered. “Neither do I,” Scarlet muttered back. They reached a door...large, heavy, carved with ancient runes. “Your room,” the guard said, bowing slightly before leaving. The door shut behind them with a heavy thud. Scarlet exhaled sharply. “Fuck,” she whispered. Mira dropped onto the bed. “This place feels like a gilded cage.” Scarlet walked to the window. The blood moon loomed massive in the sky, its crimson glow washing over the land.

Dread filled the Matron as she turned to look back at Scarlet, who was already backing away from the Matron and out the door on the other side of the dining room. The Matron ran to the closest door only to find it had been barricaded during the conversation with Scarlet. Running to the other side of the room, the Matron approached the door Scarlet had left through and found it unlocked and unimpeded. Cackling as she made her escape from the room that was filling with smoke as the fire burned through the wall of the dining room, the Matron made her way through the building to the nearest door to the outdoors. Arriving, she reached out and pulled the handle only to discover that the door would

He got up and opened the door, and when the breeze blew, and someone fell backwards and fell at his feet. "Oof!" Scarlet shrank into a ball and slowly got up. "What are you doing at the door?" Jared checked out at her with a frigid face and hands. Scarlet scoured her sore butt. "I......." "Scarlet, The breeze is so strong, for what reason are you staying at the door. Have you neglected you're two month plus pregnant? Take a gander at your face, you've been sitting at the door for quite a while? Why don’t you come inside first."

“I’m still taking you to my apartment. You won’t get away this time, witch. This time, you have to pay for your sins.” Scarlet was silent the entire drive, and when we arrived at my penthouse, she followed me like a lost puppy. She kept looking and typing on her phone, and it kept on vibrating whenever she received a text. I didn’t want to bother myself with such trivial things, so I ignored it. I pressed the key code on my door. “Hey,” I called her attention. “Ladies first.” “Oh,” She slipped the phone into her pocket and stepped inside the door first but stopped when a flash of light illuminated the whole floor.