Cara cradled Mason in her arms as she rocked back and forth, humming a lullaby. Her child was going to become sick any moment from now if they continued like this, and she could feel it. He barely ate and all he did was cry about going home. She had been lucky the past few days. Nathan had always brought them extra food and water but wouldn't let them step out of the room; not even for number 1 or 2. A small toilet was provided in the corner of the room for that business.She had planned on working her way out of this place by deceiving Nathan. All she needed him to believe was that she was back on his side and not Jason. She needed to make him believe that she loved him, but the thought of him wanting to lay with her scared the crap out of her.The door opened, finally casting some light into the room. Mason moaned and she held on to him tightly. Multiple footsteps were heard, with a flashlight shining brightly in her face.“Get the child from her,” Cynthia said, ordering the people
Trigger warning ⚠️ Reader's discretion is advised. I'm sorry for any type of feeling this chapter might cause to you.The drive to wherever Cynthia was taking her felt like eternity. All she did was pray silently for Mason and hoped to be able to survive on her own. Mason wasn't in the car with her, it was just her, Cynthia and whoever was driving. After what seemed like forever, the car stopped and she heard the squeaking of a gate. The car drove through an underground tunnel, and the silence made her so uncomfortable.“Get her out,” Cynthia ordered. She brought out her burner phone and made a call. She wouldn't slack to know that Jason would start tracking her normal cellphone if she used it to make a call.“We are outside,” she said.The door opened on its own accord, meaning that it was controlled from the inside. The speaker above their head passed a message through. “Come in.”One of the men held Cara by the elbow and passed through the dark passage that was only lit by red bul
The room they walked into was filled with at least 30 ladies, all dressed in skimpy clothes. She looked away but slowly returned back to the surface, reminding herself that until she was found, this is her life now. “Izzie,” Yul’s thick Mexican accent quieted the whole room. A fat lady made her way from the back of the room. “Marco's orders. Clean her up and dress her, I'll be waiting outside to take her back to Marco.”He pushed Cara into her arms and the lady snickered, chewing a piece of gum loudly. “Another fresh piece of meat. I hope too many lads haven't found their way down there. The customers always like it fresh.”The audacity of this woman to talk to her like that. She kept her anger in check and refused to say a word. Her eyes portrayed every emotion her mouth couldn't say; thanks to the heavens, the light in the room was a dim one.Yul dragged the big woman aside, whispering some things to her. Izzie suddenly focused her attention on her, making her wonder what he was wh
2 weeks in Marco's captivity felt like years, her days were filled with the good memories with her family while her nights were filled with terrible dreams. Dreams she should just call nightmares but deep down she hoped for the better.She wore a red mini dress that was provided for her. It barely covered her ass and she kept dragging it down.“The earlier you adjust to this life, the better for you,” Izzie walked in on her. “Don't think there's any prince charming on his way here coming to save you.”Cara smiled, oblivious of why she did that. “Let me ask you a question Izzie. And I would love it if you are completely honest with me.”She took a seat opposite her. “I'm all ears, little pompous bitch.”“Do you think that you are living a life here? Irrespective of the fact that you are the woman in charge of all the girls here, do you think that's a life that's worthy to be proud of?”The question took her aback, that was something she wasn't expecting from any lady here. And Cara was
The 3 men sat quietly, focused on a particular person who did nothing but keep his eyes moped to the floor. He couldn't talk, neither could he write. How was Earl going to find out information from him in this pathetic state of his? Jason sighed and readjusted himself in his seat. Time was running out pretty badly, heaven knows what they both endured where they were. He had refused to know how long it was since they were kidnapped. Knowing those days felt like his punishment; he should have found both Nathan and Cynthia a long time ago but they didn't pose an immediate threat to him.Earl repeated his question to Nathan, pointing to the map of America on the table.“Mr Nathan, we understand your plight but can you please make this easy for us by pointing to where you abducted them to on the map?”Nathan wouldn't say a word still, he kept his butchered fingers interlocked with one another. The strange feeling in my mouth burdened him. It was a pity that he was going to live the rest of
The sweaty environment almost had him puke. The one place he thought he would never visit again, yet here he was. He scanned through the crowd, looking for his target, hoping greatly for good news. The dim light flashing around contributed immensely to the frustration and headache he was having. His sight caught a hand waving from afar, he approached her.“Mr Pierce,” Stacey greeted warmly. Her smile was as wide as her beautiful nature. “I'm really glad to run into you here.”He took a second look at her and saw that she was dressed up in normal clothings. A baggy jeans and a black hoodie hanging by her right shoulder. She followed his gaze. “Oh, I see. I was expecting that look. Almost everyone here has been giving me that.” She decided to make things easy for him by explaining. “I no longer work as a hooker. I got a job downtown in a restaurant, waiting tables but I come here every night, hoping to find you.”“Find me? Why?”“My bag was stolen a few days after our first meeting her
Evans refused to let both of them go alone, he claimed that he had heard various stories around the block where Cynthia was found. He made sure to allow Earl and a few of his officers tag along. They dressed like normal civilians and used the vehicles provided by Jason and Evans; using a police van in that neighborhood would definitely blow their cover before they were able to get any information.Underneath their t-shirts were bulletproof vests, a means to protect themselves in case things took a different route.“Keep this in case anything happens,” Earl handed him a gun. “I shouldn't be doing this but I believe you have the right to protect yourself too.”Without thinking too much, he collected and stuffed it in his back trousers. His thoughts were starting to go far, he was ready to blow anybody's head, should he see a scene that shouldn't even be happening.Earl dragged him back before they stepped down. “I know you are hurting too much and right now your senses might be clouded
Marco entered the doctor's room, sighting Cara trying to eat. Her face was mashed up in disgust, but she had no choice. She had to eat or starve; well of course, she couldn't afford the latter.“I see your mouth is starting to work,” he taunted. “Those legs better start working too. I don't have the luxury to be feeding you for free. Not after the huge amount of money I paid for you.”She dropped the bowl of soup she was being given. Her scars were starting to heal gradually but they still did no justice to how beautiful she is.She stared at him, crossing her leg over one again. “How much did you pay for me again?”That question threw Marco off guard. Her net worth alone was more than everything Marco could ever have in his life. All his legal and illegal business joined together were nothing compared to her net worth. And her being Mrs Pierce, she definitely had a share in Jason's wealth, which was even more than her net worth.“I'm waiting, you still haven't answered me,” she said,
The whole house was rowdy and messed up. The women kept going round, trying to have everything in order, the men sat on the couch, playing video games.“Do you need help?” Jason shouted from the living room. “We are fine, thank you,” Amber shouted back. They had decided to host each and every person that came across their lives and helped them out. “Are you sure? It's not too late to contract the cooking out. I can have them get here in the next few minutes.”“Stop pissing me off boy, I said it's fine,” she shouted, cutting him off immediately.Jason kept quiet. Everyone knew how Amber was immediately she went into a mom mode but Jason decided to keep pestering. “Told you to let it be but you wouldn't listen,” Evans mocked him. “Next time, listen to your fellow man.”“Fuck you asshole,” he transferred the aggression from how Amber responded to him into the game they played.A few minutes later, Cara excused herself from the kitchen and went to set the table. The food was getting r
Mason trudged down on Evans’ suit, winking at him. His navy blue suit was specially made for him. He refused to wear another colour and claimed how much he loved the colour. “Remember I once told you to be patient, your time will come soon. Well I guess the day is here now. You are finally getting married to Aunty Amber.”Evans scattered his neatly trimmed hair. “Yes boy, you are right. But you are becoming faster than your shadow. You should be patient.”“How?” He whisper-shouted. “I was telling the truth. And next time, don't mess my hair up. It took my mummy a long time to get it this good.”“Good for you, now keep quiet and let me see when my wife will walk in,” he shut him up, longing his neck to see when his damsel would appear.Evans had discussed with Amber as soon as the whole Cara issue was settled. They both decided that it was pointless sitting around and waiting since they both wanted each other. Amber had invited her parents over and explained what had gone wrong in her
“Look who we have here,” Cynthia snickered as Cara got closer to them. Yul and Marco remained silent and wondered what type of psychopath she was. “Mrs Queen Bee.”“I see your mouth still runs after what you just heard,” Cara fired back. “It only makes me wonder what exactly is going on in your head.”“Oh for you to find you, you just have to wait for my proposed death day, break my head and have whoever reads my brain. If that's possible, and I think it is.”She ruffled her hair back, feeling uncomfortable with the cuffs on her. The faster they get to the prison, the better she can make do with whatever days she has left.“What exactly do you want, Queen bee?”“You know,” Cara closed the gap between them. “Before coming here, I was so scared of what I would say or how you would behave. A part of me even felt some kind of pity for you, thinking that you must have had a hard life; but thinking about it and seeing you run your mouth now, I think you decided to take this road yourself.“
All of them made their way to the courtroom, ready to hear the judgement that would be passed onto them. Cara wore one of her beautiful dresses, a floral knee length dress with a silver 2 inch heel. It made gentle noises as they found their seats amongst the other crowd.“Are you comfortable here?” Jason leaned in, as he watched her attitude. “We can always leave. Are you sure you want to testify?”“I'm fine. If I have to testify, I will,” she released a smile for him to see her wellness.Starting the procedure, Cara excused her. She didn't have the full courage to sit down and listen to a total stranger describe what was done to her and other women. Ella had excused herself from coming. She claimed to have better things to focus on now and there was no use to sit down and whine about the past.“Are you okay?” Jason approached the bench she sat on. “Yes I'm fine,” she turned around, throwing a stone across the street. She looked behind him. “ Where's Mason? Is my presence being reque
Evans sat in his car for a few more minutes, watching the man he had set up a meeting with 2 hours ago. He was sipping his third cup of coffee and messed around with various women that passed his table. This only strengthened his belief in what Amber had gone through. He was not only a cheating son of a bitch, he was a toxic bastard too. He finally decided to get things over with, stepping out of the car and walking straight into the restaurant.“Mr John,” he greeted from afar. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Traffic was something I didn't budget for today.”Both of them shook hands. “It's alright, I understand. We've all been there.”“Please sit, what can the waiter get you?”“Oh as you can see,” he pointed to the empty dish lying on the table and the empty cups of coffee as well. “I've helped myself to something good. Let them bring some for you. Their pasta is something to die for.”Evans chuckled. “Fine, I'll trust your sense of judgement.”Moments later, Evans dived into the pasta th
Jason stepped out into the sitting room with casual clothes on. Cara took a second look at him. “Aren't you going to work today?”“I'm the boss, I can do whatever I like,” he said, going over to Mason and giving him a fist bump.“That's nice,” the sarcasm in her voice, screaming loud at him. “If every boss behaved the way you did, do you think most companies would stand?”“Mrs Pierce, do you want me to work my ass off? Besides, we've got more than enough money to last us forever, so please calm down.”“Hmph,” she hit her feet on the ground and made her way into the kitchen.Jason shook his head and laughed. “Women.”His phone rang and the caller ID turned out to be Ella. They had given her a credit card, in order to buy other things she might need for herself. It was a conference video call.“Hi Ella,” he said, immediately he picked up the phone. Amber and Evans’ heads popped up on one single screen.“Hi Jason, where's Pierce Junior and Mrs Pierce?”“Well Mrs Pierce is pissed that I'm
Kicking the door open without dropping her from his hands, he heard her chuckle underneath him. “Anything to make a man get what he wants,” he said, earning more laughs from him. He laid her down on the bed gently, picking up the remote and switching the bright white light in the room to dull colors. She attempted to stand up but he held her back down.“You don't have to do anything. I told you to trust me, didn't I?”She resigned and laid back on the bed. Her fears started to build up gradually but this time she decided to trust her husband. Jason would never hurt her, she kept repeating that over and over in her head. She shunned out the stupid word Yul always made her repeat and focused solely on Jason. “Keep the lights on, please. At least for the meantime,” she begged. He understood at once why she requested that.He gently loosed her zipper and helped her with her trousers, same as her blouse too. Keeping one of his hands over her face and the other one unhooking her bra, she
Cara hurried to prepare dinner before Jason came back. Mason sat on a table and chair prepared specially for him in the kitchen, a place where he tasted every food his mother prepared, so he could give his opinion. The opened door alerted Cara who just walked in. “Daddy is back, go say hi to him,” she hurried Mason out of the kitchen and reduced the heat under the pot.She could hear their squealing and whining from the kitchen. She stirred the pot of soup and turned off the heat finally before going to welcome her husband.“Hi love,” she tiptoed and kissed him on the cheeks. That was all she has been doing since she got back. She wears long tight trousers to bed every night. Jason wondered if she was comfortable in them but he believed she was taking her time to heal and he shouldn't rush her.His smile started to fade into a sad look, as he remembered Cynthia's words. She must have known the kind of treatment that went on in Marco's place, for her to make that statement. His family
2 cups of coffee on a tray was brought in by Jason. He gently turned around, closing the door. He looked at his wristwatch and saw that he was right on time, he opened one of the coffee and helped himself to it. Soon after, the door opened with Cynthia cuffed, walking in front of Earl.“I'll be in my office, I have something to attend to,” Earl said, walking out almost immediately. He popped his head back into the room. “If you need anything, one of my officers will be at the door.”“Thank you so much Earl.”He turned his attention to the woman who sought his head.“Morning love,” Jason grimaced, wearing his most beautiful smile. “It's been a while since we last saw each other.”Her expression was solid and blank. “What do you want? I don't have time for your jokes.”He lowered the cup of coffee from his lips and pushed the other one to her. “You joke a lot. What happened to all the free time you have here? Do you have any chores to do or anyone to meet up with?”She pushed the cup of