Chapter 29Eva's POVI shut my eyes and slept for like three hours and I was still in my sleep when I heard the loud voices in my room. I opened my eyes immediately and jumped up. It was when I rubbed my eyes and saw Yvonne. I knew there was trouble. I just wish I could leave this place and never come back. "What do you want, Yvonne?" I asked. "I want you to go to the shopping mall with me." She said rolling her eyes at me.I frowned. "When last have I gone with you? Go to the shopping mall with you, as your what?" I blurted in anger. "What do you mean as my what? Of course, as the lowlife maid you are." She said and I knew she was doing this on purpose to spite and hurt me. "No, thanks. I am not going with you. You have your maids with you. So please leave now." I said and was about to walk out when she grabbed my wrist and threatened to report to Mark. "He is going to throw you into the dark room if you refuse his orders." She said. "His order?" I questioned."You know what I
30Eva's POVI could feel my heart racing as Mark followed me into the bathroom, his eyes boring into me. I knew I had made a mistake by speaking out against him, and now I was in serious trouble. But I refused to back down. I turned to face him, my chin held high. "What are you going to do, huh?" I said, my voice shaking slightly. "Are you going to hit me? I'm not afraid of you." It was a bold-faced lie, but I had to project an air of confidence, even if I was crumbling on the inside.Mark just looked at me for a moment, his expression unreadable. I could feel my palms getting sweaty, and I struggled to keep my composure. Then, to my surprise, he started to laugh. It was a genuine laugh, and it caught me off guard. "You're quite the firecracker, aren't you?" He said, a smile playing on his lips. "I like that." He said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I like that a lot." His demeanor had changed, and I wasn't sure what to make of it. I just stood there, frozen in place, as he
Chapter 31Eva's POV I tried to think of a way to get Mark out of the room, so I could deal with the fox. "I'm sorry," I said, "but I really do need to use the bathroom." I tried to sound as sincere as possible. I hoped he would believe me and leave the room.I took the fox to the pack house and the first thing I did was to get the fox in my room. I don't want Mark to see at all. Seeing it would get him angrier and he might kill it and punish me as well. I put the fox on my bed and it wiggles. I smiled because I found it so cute. I hurriedly went to the bathroom to take a fresh bath and I came out just to meet Mark there. "Where have you been? I have been looking all over for you. And what is that?" He asked pointing towards the bedspread i used to cover up the fox. I quickly went in front of it to prevent him from seeing it. "It's nothing." I told him."Nothing?" Mark repeated, raising an eyebrow. "It doesn't look like nothing. What are you hiding, Eva?" He stepped closer, tryin
Chapter 32Eva's POVThe next day became very hectic. I had to do the laundry. Especially when it got to washing his clothes. I was stressed over it. I have to wash many things.As I stood in front of the washer, staring at the mountain of laundry that awaited me, I felt overwhelmed. How was I going to get it all done in time? And more importantly, how was I going to keep up this charade of having a cat? I was so busy trying to figure out a solution that I didn't even hear Mark come into the room. "Everything okay?" he asked, startling me. I spun around, my heart racing. "Oh, um... yes," I stammered, trying to regain my composure. "I'm just... just..."It was then I realized it was him I was talking to. I turned to him and he told me that we would be going to parties. Going to a party with him. "No I won't go to a party with you." I refused. "You will whether you like it or not.""Oh, fucking stop. Fucking stop it. I am not going to the party with you. Do you understand that?" I bl
33Eva's POVThere were politicians, CEOs, celebrities, and other notable figures. I could feel their eyes on me, watching my every move. I felt like a spectacle, like a piece of art on display. It was a strange feeling, and I wasn't sure how to handle it. I felt out of my depth, like I didn't belong there. But I didn't have a choice. I had to stay and play the part. I had to be the perfect trophy wife.I felt like a caged bird, trapped in a gilded cage. The party went on and on, and I felt myself growing more and more restless. I just wanted to escape, to go somewhere where I could be myself. I looked around the room, trying to find an escape. Then, I saw it. A door, slightly ajar. I made my way towards it, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. I pushed the door open and stepped outside. I took a deep breath of fresh air, relishing the feeling of freedom.I thought I would be able to get away but he came right behind me.I whirled around, my heart pounding in my chest. Mark sto
Chapter 34Eva's POVThe next day, one of the guards brought me out of the dark room where I was already sweating. I didn't know but I was traumatized with the nightmare that I had that night. Michael's head rolling at my feet when Mark killed him. He is just so wicked and all I want to do right now is to run away from him. I thought the maid would take me to him but good thing was that I went straight back to my room and Ria came visiting me. I guess she was done with her chores. "Hey, I am sorry I wasn't able to come and help you when you were locked in there." Ria apologized but I saw no reason for her to apologize to me when all she does was to mind her business. In fact, I was glad she didn't come closer to me or else that stupid guard would have locked us both in the dark room. I don't want anybody to suffer with me.Ria sat down next to me on the bed and placed a hand on my arm, gently. I could feel her concern, and I was grateful for it. But I was still feeling shaken from th
Chapter 35Eva's POV"I just want to talk." I stopped walking and turned to face him, my heart still racing. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. He looked at me, his eyes searching mine. "I want to talk about what happened," he said, and I knew he was referring to the night I shifted. I tensed, not sure if I was ready to talk about it.Mark took a deep breath and then looked me in the eye. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice low and sincere. "I shouldn't have locked you in the dark room. I was upset and I acted rashly. I didn't think about how it would affect you. I was only thinking about myself. I'm sorry." I looked at him, surprised by his apology. I hadn't expected him to say those words. But then again, I didn't know what to expect from him. He was so unpredictable. I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there, staring at him.I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "I was scared," I said, my voice trembling. "I thought you were
36Eva's POVAs I walked back to the pack house, I felt a mixture of emotions. I was relieved to be back, but I was also worried about what I had just experienced. I had never been so scared before. I had never felt so out of control. But I had also never felt so free. I was confused, and I didn't know what to make of it all. I knew one thing for sure, though. I didn't want to go through that again. I didn't want to feel so lost and scared and alone. I needed to figure out a way to deal with all of this, and fast. Getting back to the pack, I stayed in Ria's room because I was scared of Mark coming to get me. In the midnight, Lowell came to get Ria leaving me in her room. I rolled over the bed and sat up when I could sleep and heading Lowell and Ria's moans were disturbing. I finally got up and left Ria's room because Lowell's room was beside Ria's. I went back to my room and immediately I shut the door. I went over to my bed and covered my head with the duvet.As I lay there, trying