Charles Point of ViewIt's hard to make sense of my need to have Baby around. All I know is that she was born for me. I was meant to take her. Our paths have been written, and it's only suitable to take this relationship to the next stage.When she left me, the time we had lost changed everything between us. Especially now that she bore me a son. I'm trapping her better than before.I will make it very difficult for her to leave.I will be disappointed if she has already given in this early, on my every will. She's been brutally broken down but still remains to have a soft spot. This is one of the things she does that makes me go crazily want to possess all of her.Before I pulled her out of the trance machine, I had to see what she would do if we played a scenario of our son getting killed in front of her.Abby was tasked with designing a simulation assault in the hypnosis machine that would be directed at her and our kid. The very first one led in her strangling the subject, only to
Baby's Point of View"I will make sure I can only ever love you like this." Something tipped in his mind right after these words. I have tried my best not to trigger him tonight and say things he wants to hear. I could tell that he was pissed off as he was really more quiet than usual. He had me crushed against his muscled chest, showering my neck with seductive kisses and soft nibbling."You are mine, and you're not going anywhere." He says this loud and clear. He radiates strong masculinity, putting me on edge as he removes all his clothing. Exposing every fiber of his body, which is made entirely of muscles. I held onto his broad shoulder in between his big traps to secure myself from slipping, standing on one leg while I felt all his weight.Charles opened my legs wider, raising one and hooking it to his waist. He didn't waste any time and was quick to thrust in between my wet folds. My back lightly hits the wall as he shoves himself inside me. I felt him stretch me smoothly. I ex
Baby's Point of ViewMy tears wouldn't stop flowing down no matter what I do, I have tried to deep breathe in and out to stop my growing whimpers but the harsh reality is setting in, Charles was not going to let me see Anthony. I am bound to live this chained life.I'm wrapped up in so much unprecedented heaviness in my chest not making me want to move at all. I thought I could handle this type of punishment but now that it is here it's harder than I could imagine.All I could think about was how many dreading days Charles would be gone before he would allow me to see Anthony again. I was so lost in my emotions that I didn't even notice the attendants had arrived and just stood there waiting for me. They were respectful enough to let me sulk in my misery before proceeding with their task to get me ready.Only when I turned my head to look at them did one attendant come up to me and begin pouring shampoo into my hair and gently stroking my scalp, while another began cleaning my arms. I
Charles's point of viewAll my sins against her can't be matched with any fucking holy water as the regret seeps in. The deep ardor she arouses in me will never diminish, for Baby has the power to keep making me commit all the sins you could ever name. Her sex still lingers. I should have taken her one last time, but her body can only take so much before she ends up getting thoroughly sick. I could go on all night branding her with my lips, but she was already running a fever from the nonstop pleasure I was giving her.I stared death in his face only to come back alive for her. There's nothing that can stop me from setting the world on fire just to keep her. Once I've rebuilt a new order of the system, I want this whole new world to know that she's mine right after this war.I air swipe a command to check on my son first and then on my wife again. The hologram screen appeared above all the other stuff I had on the war, and I watched her sleeping peacefully. She looked so tiny on our h
Baby's Point of ViewThe clock moves at a glacial pace as I count down the minutes till Charles returns. I find time is deadly when my longing for Anthony breaks through. Charles has been using our son to keep me in line, and things are getting harder for me to please him. Also, time seems endless when physical pain strikes every nerve ending.Time.I guess this is what time is for me. It no longer defines the hour of the day. It only determines my psychological feelings. Just like when time is fast when I'm being tested to my core, as of right now, time is very slow as I am being made to wait.Regardless of whatever they make me do with my time, all I want is to be with my son. I am only breathing and will keep breathing because of him.I'm trying my best to focus and learn something from this course on how to fight better, but my heart was just not in it.Eric is a very precise person and would point out certain movements to correct them as soon as I did them, and now as I perfect m
Baby's Point of ViewMaking the conscious decision to concentrate on this wonderful moment, This beautiful moment when I wake up next to Anthony, seeing his gorgeous sleeping face and inhaling his irresistible youth essence is one of my greatest memories and happiest moments.The smile on my face appeared on its own, and no matter how hard I tried, my emotions wouldn't allow me to stop it. I could spend the rest of my life at this minute.Anthony is becoming more and more like Charles with each passing day, and the longer I gaze at his developing features, the less I can see of myself. With the way, Anthony's small hand was tightly wrapped around my index finger, I couldn't help but gush over how strong and cute he is. I slowly rub his small leg with my other hand, feeling the cool soft fabric they put him in.I suddenly had the urge to check if they have embedded any chip in his tiny body. I slowly flipped him over and carefully removed all of his clothing before any of the attendant
Baby's Point of viewIt seems like it's been a very long time since the concept of freedom has crossed my thoughts, and hearing this spoken aloud, particularly by some general who I still don't know the name of, comes across as a bit of a joke. It's almost cruel to hear it come out of his mouth as if it were something for his amusement.Freedom is only when I am no longer breathing, and even if he could follow me in the afterlife, there is no doubt that Charles would do it. And now this man, whom I have only met twice, is offering me my death by asking me a question I won't dare even answer.I'm aware that my every move is being watched, and if Charles discovers that I want to take our son and abandon him, there will be hell to pay. The thought of having this talk was terrifying, so I took a deep breath and let it out silently. While I put Anthony's head on my left shoulder, I was glad that he was beginning to fall asleep in my arms, I kept my lips pressed against his forehead to show
Baby's Point of ViewAs the assassin's face made contact with the ground, the blood spread widely and pretty quickly touched my shoes. I couldn't keep my eyes away from the assassins. They had the exact same faces as Eric and one was executed in such a cold manner, leaving me with such an unsettling taste in my mouth.To see the actual Eric that I knew behind the two clone assassins, who were racing to save us made me feel as if everything was moving at a slow-motion pace. My whole demeanor was frozen, seeing Eric in her moment. She was really taking it easy on me when we were sparring. Her movement was nothing like how she was with me on the playing mat. It's so surreal to see real clones and even weirder that they're Eric's clones, who I have come to know as somehow a friend, but then I'm already part of a new world, and suddenly meeting Abby for the first time with my face was no longer such a big deal compared to actual cloning.My consciousness of the current scenario has been jo
Baby's Point of view"I've missed your presence, my wife." As I approached Charles, he called for all to hear. I could feel my pulse beating much quicker than it had been only a few hours before. Every time I move closer and closer to him, I make an effort to draw in as much air as I can because he is standing so tall with his ripped arms spread out in front of him, it is clear that he is expecting a hug.I was paying attention to both his demeanor and his clothing, which consisted of a very casual white round shirt and a pair of gray casual sweatpants that complemented each other and made him seem younger than he often does when he wears suits. This served as a hint to me that he had set aside the entire day for me, and that up until this point, everything had been meticulously organized. He had anticipated that I wouldn't press my yearning concern for the children with the institution, and even if I deviated from the schedule, Charles would find a way for me to arrive here at this p
Baby's Point of ViewTo continue being involved in the upbringing of our children, I had to gain his newfound degree of trust. I couldn't simply be just a mother to my children. I had to fight every day to be in their lives, leaving me always fantasizing about situations I could have done. My mind works wonders in those moments. A habit I could never shake growing up and training as a retriever.A strategy to escape would not be difficult for me to devise. In my imagination, I have always been able to successfully pledge it, knowing the things that I know now. Nevertheless, Charles is brilliant, he knew that getting me pregnant again would cement my future. I would never be able to walk away from his obsession, away from all of the madness.I was able to recall the day when Carly arrived on the island even now. Unfortunately, it wasn't the reunion I had hoped would take place. Charles was always aware of the fact that she would persuade me to organize an escape. It was another test th
Baby's Point of viewThey say hate and love have a very thin line between them, and I look back at the fresh memory that occurred in that plane. I knew it was all hate that I was feeling, but my actions said the latter. They both disturbingly exist side by side within me as I watch Charles's skin turn blue until his body slumps down on the floor, barely breathing. I should have been filled with so much joy seeing him in this condition, but instead I was screaming "no" inside the pod. He uttered those words again before collapsing completely. I couldn't explain the battle inside me and why I was feeling this way, contemplating what had just happened.Before the pod released me, it had applied a protective plastic coating to my face and body, starting at the top and working down. The smart system told me to put on the oxygen mask to activate the pod's unlock mechanism, which I had to figure out on my own after a while.Strong air pressure releases could be heard as the pod produced a de
Charles's Point of ViewThis is the first time I've seen my brother's area in over half a year. As soon as the plane crosses inside Peter's airspace. I took a glance around his territory and realized that not much would be lost if this place were to be turned into a wasteland. Luck really does fall on Peter's side. Somehow, he manages to save this pathetic place without doing much of the heavy lifting.The general was well aware of how much I despise Peter and it would be a favor much appreciated by me If he were to annihilate everything Peter owns, including him. He knew, it wouldn't affect me at all.The only reason for his decision to target Peter's region is that another traitor has released information about the whereabouts of my most highly valued person, and he wants to take his last shot at vengeance, knowing that he no longer has any hope of succeeding now that Saint has announced his commitment to me, making everyone turn their backs on all their pledges with him in no overs
Baby's Point of viewAfter flailing my arms for an indeterminable amount of time, my head fully spun. Eric didn't stop me but instead waited for me to get exhausted so that I could let out all of the anguish I had been trying to keep hidden in front of Dave. With every breath I took, I could see drops of perspiration and tears falling to the ground. I took in as much air as my lungs could handle."We need to get back to Anthony." Eric's voice was calm and soft said snapping me from my fit. A little round flask filled with a yellow liquid is placed in front of me, and I accept it. I knew it was some kind of energizer, and if I had been in any other situation, I would have hesitated to take it, but after what had just happened, I wanted to feel good right now. I didn't bother to inquire what was in it; instead, I simply gulped it all down without thinking.The liquid tasted like water, but it was so wonderfully cool that as soon as I felt a few drops down my neck, I wanted to dump the w
Baby's Point of ViewToday is the final day. I'll be spending the remainder of the afternoon at this unprepossessing children's service facility with my sister Carly, as I am scheduled alone to be picked up by a couple who have offered to take me until I reach the legal age of majority.It's strange to be on the go again as I brush my long hair and try to tie it up as neatly as I can in a low ponytail before placing it in my bag for the evening. Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming into the room, and as I turn around, I see Carly, who is struggling to take a breath."Baby, you're not leaving!!!!" She exclaimed as she tried to inhale as much air as she could with her hand on the doorknob, holding half of her body weight."I-I called her and-and she's on her way to get us." Trying to regain her breath, her words were stuttering. When she finally regains control of her chest, she straightens her body, exhales loudly, wipes the sweat from her brows, and begins walking closer to me."What happ
Baby's Point of ViewWhat in the world are you wearing? You need to show a little more skin! " Carly teases me, tugging down the sleeve of my oversize shirt, exposing my shoulder. I jumped up and hugged her tight, making her scream. Tears well up in my eyes as I feel her warmth and simply being around her."Carly, I miss you so much," I repeatedly say. After a few seconds of no response, I looked up and it was just a pillow I was hugging. I got up and ran out to the door to look for her and started calling her name out. The place was very dark, but I didn't care and still moved in the forward direction. I ran and ran till I tripped on the wet floor. I pushed myself up only to fall back on the sticky liquid. I looked at my hands to check what it was and, with the smell, I knew it was blood."BLOOD"I say this because I've found myself in the midst of a puddle of it. Carly is at the far end of the room, which I detect quickly. "This is all the blood of the people who perished as a resul
Baby's Point of ViewThe spark that ignited the new war arrived so unexpectedly that no one, except for the general, could have predicted it would happen. He waited and practiced blindsiding until he was proficient. The general has been plotting and waiting for his one moment for the whole time he has been watching the family clan grow richer and more powerful.That opportunity presented itself when he found out that Carly had shot Charles in the head. He didn't waste time grabbing this information and spreading it through the right people. He used all of his alliances to persuade them of how much power their country could achieve with his military expertise if they pledged to him.The general was so charming and eloquent that he made these leaders believe that the strength of a nation is measured by the scope of its capability of defending its resources. What he didn't expect was that blood would always be thicker than water. He should have known that Charles's brother, Peter, would
Charles's Point of View"This is going to be a mistake, Charles. I could just give her the wrong coordinates and we could have someone retrieve her. " Rich pauses from air swiping the command on the screen, and I can tell how frustrated he is using this system without his glass tablet by his stern worried expression."Of all people, you should be the first person to know that second chances only come once. It's no longer effective to use all those weaknesses we put in a box against her. If I want to have a queen who is just as ruthless as me in this new world we're trying to build, she needs to understand how powerful she can become if she gets on my side. " I got up from my seat, moving closer to the monitor screen as I looked at Baby hugging our little son. My finger touches the air as I play with her hologram's image. Why am I still so engrossed with her? I can't imagine the day that I will no longer feel this strongly for her. Everything about her keeps pulling me back to my obses