JANE'S POV I suddenly feel like I have a hangover in my stomach and feel the need to throw up. I struggle to raise my hands to cover my mouth, but I can't so I just move my head to the side and let it all out. I scrunch my nose at the awful smell and throw my head backwards to catch my breath. "You're finally awake."I bring my head forward to look at the man standing before me, with weak eyes. I struggle to stable my eyes so I can see him properly. When I do, my eyes widen at who I see standing before me. "You!""Yes, me.""What's that your name again...aah, aah, James." At least he told me his name before the liquor completely took over my senses. I look down at my stiff hands to see they are tied to the arm rest of the chair I'm sitting on. "Why am I tied up?""Because you are Janet Stewart.""Janet Johnson." I correct him."Why Johnson?" He raises his brows."Because that's my surname. Any problem?""Yes.""Well, not my concern. Untie me and let me out of here.""No." I bend m
ALEXANDER'S POV I scroll through social media as everyone take their respective seats. Right now, I seem to be the only one less bothered about interacting or making all possible means to win.I know I will. There are no two ways about it. I always get what I put my mind into. I planned while they slept, now I'm going to win while they plan.The auctioneer says one or two things before going straight to the business of the day. "We'll start at 10 million." He announced."16 million." A man far from me is the first to bid."18 million." A lady behind me says.I don't raise my head to see the biders. I keep going through my phone, yet paying close attention to how the auction is going."Come on. Don't hesitate. It's worth bu...""21 million." Another lady interrupts him by saying."Sir, aren't you going to bid?" Seth asks, curious at my silence."I believe you trust me better than to be questioning me.""But boss..." I raise my index finger to shut him up."Collins." I look up at him.
JANE'S POV I cry profusely next to the strange man who bought me at the auction. I meant to run away. I meant to run to Clara. I meant to start afresh after Collins but it was always one problem to the other. First my father, then Collins then to James and Carlo Gigante. Now, I'm in the hands of a strange man.It's like I'm destined to be kidnapped. Destined to never have my freedom.I've always tried to have a good life after the death of my mother but I've never been lucky from the start. Life keeps throwing challenges my way and I don't even know if I should give up or go with the flow of things.For sure, I can't just stop here. At least I have to give up in a better situation than this. How can I give up in the hands of a stranger. In the hands of a man I've never met in my life. In the hands of a man who is ill mannered enough to bid for a lady. To make her his property. A lady who has her own dreams and wants nothing but to be free, happy and be proud.Unfortunately I'm that
ALEXANDER'S POV I walk out of Jane's room with my hands in my pockets as I make my way to my office. I sit behind my desk before making a call to Seth.I stare at my desk thinking of the successful auction and Janet. I'm glad I have her. I acquired her by my own means, not because of Collins. So yes, I'm glad I'll have another coward to torture. Torturing that old man only, is turning into a boring activity. I need someone new like Collins, to add.Janet on the other hand...now, that I think of it, I don't know what to do with her. I have her at my possession but have no use for her...yet.She seems soft and gullible. She'll be an easy one to control of course, except she decides otherwise, but that's no worry, cause I got her covered. My office door opens and Seth walks in. "Boss.""How did it go?""We finished the job. No soul working for Carlo nor Carlo Gigante himself, was spared." I nod for him to go on. "The other guards collected our stolen weapons while we finished them off
Jane's POVI snap my eyes open and abruptly stand up, when I realize I had slept off. Shit. I planned to escape from this place as soon as I was aware everyone is asleep. But instead, I joined them in the dream world.I quickly walk to the curtain to see that it's still a bit dark outside. I sigh in relief knowing that the devil and his guards should still be very much asleep. I turn to look up of the wall at the clock, to see it's 5:27am. I huff and walk to my door. It unexpectedly opened. I expected them to lock me in here since I was brought here out of my own will. The door might not be locked but going out through it was impossible. I stare with wide eyes at the guards who turn to look at me. They are both standing on each side of the door staring at me with raised brows. I fake a wide smile in embarrassment that I've been caught. I quickly shut the door and walk to and fro in the room, thinking of what I should do now.Why are they there? Don't they sleep? It's frustrating
I made use of the aloe shampoo in the bathroom to wash my hair after brushing my teeth with the spare toothbrush I had found in one of the drawers. The liquid bathing soap smelt of vanilla, was nice and refreshing. I haven't taken a proper satisfying bath since I was captured by Carlo. It felt good to feel this clean again.I had picked a knee length knicker with a plane polo shirt to wear. There were shorts, rompers and some below the knee dresses, but I didn't like the idea of walking round the house with men positioned at every corner of the house.I put on my shirt without bothering for a bra since I didn't have one and there was no spare in the wardrobe. Even if there was, I couldn't trust that it has never been used by whoever kept them here.The door creaks open as I take my shirt down from the top of my breast."Oh, I'll come later then." The feminine voice makes me turn in surprise to see a middle aged woman moving to shut the door."Hold on." She pauses to look at me. "You
ALEXANDER'S POVI tried. I tried not to care about her or her fucking ankle, but I found myself asking for Eva's help on her behalf. There was something about the way she looked, the way she reacted, like she wasn't used to pain and you could see on her face that she feared that's all I have to offer. Cause she's right. When she had talked about the clothes in the wardrobe. I was amused by her wrong conclusion and right assumption about me.Maybe I did sleep around with girls who were ready to offer their body to me anywhere, at anytime, but not a single one got to live with me. Infact, Jenna was the only one who got to sleep overnight. I never allowed such until her, because she was that good on bed, too bad, she had to go.I had come straight to hell the moment I left her room. I might have missed the old man and I know he certainly missed my tortures. "Your wounds are healing and I don't like that." I tell him, running my thumb on the sharp knife which I usually use on people w
JANE'S POVThe sun had set, it's brighteness sneaking through my curtains to make me aware of it's presence and that of day, but I laid still on my bed, hugging one of the pillows.It was my first time being touched that way by a man and I couldn't get it off my head. I'd found it difficult to sleep last night and now, I can't seem to move my body to get off from my bed. It was the thought of him. His hands on my neck and the feel of his hands making slow movements on my body. The smallest move which he made yesterday was enough for the thought of him to linger on my mind and I can't even imagine what I'll do if he had gone further. I probably would have missed my beauty sleep last night, thinking about the things he had done to me.I step down from my bed, my heart beating from the fact that he might burst into my room any moment from now or that I'll definitely meet him later on. Escaping him when he always comes looking for me is inevitable.I walk out of the bathroom to the wardr