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Pacing back and forth in the room, I was internally praying to God to save me from his wrath today and whatever he brought for me.His return has brought a storm into my life, and I am sure it will consume me this time.I know he has returned home after 3 days, so he is going to spend some time with his sister, and I am using this time to prepare myself to face that devil who has already ruined my life and is now determined to make me beg for death.I know that I haven't done anything wrong. I just went to give food to his sister in the absence of Aunt Greta, and there wasn't anything wrong with indulging in conversation with her. It is my right to know the whole truth.Back when I was trying to find out what really happened to my brother, I couldn't find any proof. He was too smart, covering his tracks well. But now, that I'm here and know that he's the one who killed my brother, I should know everything. It is my right as a sister.Even though Daisy herself has confirmed that my brot
I was so lost in my thoughts of irritating him that I didn't hear what he ordered me. He left only to come back because I didn't leave my place. I thought that he asked me to stay in my room, not to create any mess with his important client. "Didn't you hear what I said? Go and prepare lunch for my guest." He barked like the dog he is!"Me?" My fingers swung around to point at myself."Greta is not home. Do you expect me to cook for him?" He asked me back, still irritated. "I don't think there is anything wrong with it," I shrugged and folded my arms to my chest. The defiance was deliberate; I was eager to test the limits of his patience.The guest is his, so he can prepare lunch for them. Isn't it?"You..." He moved toward me as if he were about to murder me. His palms were ready to wrap around my throat to squeeze the life out of me when, on time, I took a step back and raised my hand in surrender. I realized he was already irritated for some reason, and if I teased him any furth
After giving me that desired pain and imprinting his words in my head, he left my hand, threw the ice cube away, and walked out of the kitchen, murmuring something to himself about which I am not sure what it was. I strained my ears, trying to catch his words, but all I could understand was that he seemed to be angry with himself, abusing himself for something, maybe for helping me.I was sure that if I got any late, he would punish me even more, so I decided to concentrate on the cooking.I chopped, stirred, and cooked, trying my best not to mess up. Damien came into the kitchen once to check on me, dressed neatly and looking serious, ready for his meeting. He was clearly giving a lot of importance to this 'guest' who was coming over. I didn't want to upset him by making any mistakes, so I continued working diligently.Finally, after about forty-five minutes, I had everything ready. The dishes were hot and smelled delicious. All it needed was to be served when the guest arrived. I was
With a look of determination in his eyes to kill me, he stomped towards me once the man was out of my sight. His determined stride and the intense look in his eyes were like a storm approaching, and I was trapped in its path. I couldn't help but feel like prey cornered by a predator, and my heart raced as fear gripped me tightly.Earlier, I thought I needed to get away from that man only but I forgot that I am a man who is more cruel and creepier than him. Every step that he took toward me sent a shiver down my spine. My heart thumped louder in my chest with every step that reduced the distance between us. I had faced his anger before, but this time it felt different, more menacing. What was terrifying me even more was that I didn't know where I went wrong. I couldn't predict his next move, and all I could get from him was the vibe of danger. Every fiber of my being was screaming at me to hide in a place where he couldn't see me. I had seen the darkness that lurked within him, and
I decided to end this chapter once and for all so that he could not blackmail me over this anymore."Let's do it," I challenged him, asking him to move forward and have what he wanted.My heart pounded fiercely in my chest as I stood there, my gaze locked with his. He was staring back at me without blinking.I was willing to make a painful sacrifice if it meant putting an end to his sadistic games. I know it would be painful for me, and maybe I will lose my soul, but at least this will give him peace, and he will not torture me daily.I waited for him to take any action, to grab the opportunity that I was giving him, but when he didn't move from his place, my fingers slowly reached out to the hem of my t-shirt.My hands were trembling, and my whole body from inside was shaking with fear and a strange kind of power. I was determined, and I was sure that nothing could stop me now.It was not an act of submission, as he wanted, but to regain some control over the situation, which had gone
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I collapsed on the hard, cold floor. I silently prayed for everything to end as soon as possible because now it was crossing my bearing limit.His harsh words had cut through me like a knife, leaving wounds that felt as raw as the ones he had inflicted on my body. The bruises and marks were a painful reminder of his cruelty, but his verbal assault felt like an attack on my very soul.Emotional, physical, and mental pain are now getting too much for me to handle.I never knew that he could hate me so much. Every time, it is like a bitter pill to swallow, realizing that the person I had once looked up to, the one I believed might understand me, was capable of such cruelty.My cries echoed in the room as I cried my heart out. The door of the room was still open, but I didn't move from my place to close it, nor did I think about wearing my clothes back, the pain inside was far more overwhelming.All the clothes that he has provided me are so exposed that I
"If you really want to help me, then tell me the way out of this nightmare. I want to escape this hell and go away from him as much as I can."The heavy silence that followed my words felt suffocating, and I could practically hear my heart pounding in my chest.She kept staring at me as if she were not expecting this request. She blinked, and her lips parted as if she wanted to say something but nothing came out of her mouth.I held my breath, waiting for her to speak, but as seconds turned into an eternity, my hopes began to fade. It was as if my plea had fallen on deaf ears, and the realization sent a pang of despair through me.After a minute, which felt like an eternity, she broke the silence,"As much as I want to help you," she looked down, fiddling with her fingers, "but I can't.""It's okay," I finally murmured, my voice quivering. "I suppose I will have to endure the punishment for my brother's deeds for the rest of my life.""I..." She placed her hand over my shoulder. "You m
I already made the decision to escape this place and I don't want to take my steps back because even if I stayed here, my fate would be as cruel as if I got caught. Running away is giving me at least some hope and I believe it is an opportunity that I don't think I am going to get again. With trembling feet, I stepped up the stairs and paused for a moment to catch my breath when I reached the second floor. My eyes moved around to scan the surroundings but I could not see anything clearly because it was dimly lit, casting long shadows along the corridor. I could see my own shadow, which was my only companion. The anticipation of what was to come weighed heavily on me, yet it was a burden I was willing to bear in exchange for the chance to reclaim my freedom. The first thing I am going to do after getting out of this hell is meet my parents and find out the whole story of my brother's murder. Even if he has committed that heinous crime, I still want to know everything from the start