Baby's Point of ViewA planned element to the movement of all the attendants is meticulously put in place. It's just the way Charles has always liked it. I've never inquired how precisely they are compensated for moving in such a rigid manner. I once was put in the same situation but it's out of fear. I'm sure they have gone through such an extensive training to have this kind of precise movement.They might potentially lose their lives if they make a single mistake. I look at these women who are younger than I am, wearing their well-pressed uniforms move as quickly as the clock turns. The smart contact lens only tells me their name and nothing more.They sat me down on a comfy chair, prepping me for dinner. One attendant was tasked to clean and paint all my nails including my toes while another dries my hair straight. It's quiet. Awfully quiet. I have tried making conversation before but it looks like they were told to keep silent and only speak the words being related to me. Th
Baby's Point of viewThis theatre is an artistic work on a very large scale, dedicated only to the exclusive membership of the likes of Charles. It was created for one single purpose. This is the enjoyment of all kinds of art forms in the sickest way.The walls are covered with large murals depicting various lustful emotions that span the length of a wall. Three of them are being shown with full lighting in a levitating frame that may be traced back to the Renaissance era.I overheard someone claim that these are the most valuable artifacts in the whole theater because they are protected by an invisible laser that prevents anybody from getting too near to them. I wasn't able to make out who the artist was since the blonde girl who was bringing us to the stage hall was moving at a quick pace.Sculptures of ancient human bodies were carefully placed in every corner of the building. Artifacts that will very certainly cost billions.The theme of the art, from every single kind of individu
Charles's Point of ViewWatching the most beautiful look reappear on her face brings me delight, yet the suffering she endures on a daily basis makes me want to cling to her even tighter. She deserves this for trying to leave.I look into Baby's eyes and understand that no matter how much I attempt to taint her, they will never change. Same as she will never be free from me. I will never let her leave ever again. I will make her that wonderful thing in this so-called life, other than my son but before I could do so she needs to be punished. The more I allow her to experience discomfort, the more she becomes used to it soon. Taking her to one of the old theatre branches was a brilliant idea for putting her through her paces. I had the most fun seeing her disdain at the crowd's inability to stop what was occurring on the stage, and it made me forget about my try to bid for a slash on the girl.Sibling virgins are rare to find but not impossible. After today's performance, it's a sure
Charles's Point of viewConquering the world took a decade, they say I rose to power pretty quickly, and in time things have become very monotonous. Before my path came across Baby. I wake up doing the same exact fucking things. Endless decisions and approvals to get rid of obstacles along with the fucking people who cross the line and only to be repeated daily.Everything changed the day I got an urgent phone call from Rich that my idiot brother had hired some low-level retrievers and had been successful in interfering with my plans. I could still remember the thrill Baby had given me that day and seeing her struggle to save other people for the first time added to the enjoyment of the experience for me.I'm standing in Baby's room, and I could look at her for hours and not get tired of her beauty. There were so many blue and red marks on her body, and she looked so damn delicious. I could ravage her again, but I planned the whole day tomorrow to do just that. I let out a chuckle, an
Charles's Point of ViewIt's true what they say about how once you reach the top, loneliness eventually creeps in and takes over your life for privilege and wealth don't guarantee happiness.Growing up, the same outcome happens, just different scenarios and different levels of loneliness, but destiny has something else in mind for me. It provided me with a second opportunity to send someone who would alter everything. It's time that things tip my way ultimately.Things are changing rapidly, and any decisions that must be taken should be completed as soon as possible. There's no more extended space for complacency in this game of war.Our great grandfather, one of the most devious cunning men known, constructed the Waters because he was a believer in cutting-edge technology. An Oblation of some sort for many lives was taken to make this project happen.Providing funding for all of the scientists' initiatives. This became the gathering place for all of the renowned scientists who owed
Charles's Point of ViewIt was not a common occurrence for a low-level retriever to have an unforeseen ability and to think Baby had exactly the quality I was seeking in a woman. As long as I offer her pleasure, she will accept any agony I inflict on her.Pleasure now for her would be letting her see our son, this should remind her to know her place even before she could get comfortable again.I sat there and wait to see Baby's reaction as if it was an unfolding scene in a movie. As soon as the attendant stepped on the floor rolling our son who is playing with some toy on his hand sitting in an all-white stroller, right away his baby talk resonated in the room.The sound of it travels directly to Baby's ear. Making her get up and run to our son but as soon as I looked at the attendant, she cocked a gun and held it to Baby's face making her stop before she could even touch our son.With a swift move, She was quick to bend the attendant's hand while she punches her nose upward, making h
Baby's Point of ViewIf another human being can see what's going through me, they would say desperation.If I have to get beat up or spread my legs every time I need to see my son, I will do it. I will whore myself to Charles just to be on his good side. I will sacrifice anything, just to survive this punishment from Charles, and above all just to keep my son safe from all this madness.If I am deemed the lowest of the low and the dumbest of the dumb. I am completely okay with it as long I get to hold my son till my last breath.HopelessnessI am fighting the hardest to sway my mind off it. The hot water dripping on my back somehow helps me ease all these anxieties including the physical pain. I just made a fool of myself again. Charles made sure to slam that reality to my face. I already knew he would be making me do all these things. He has me on my neck and I wish I could go back in time and didn't try to leave him. Things would be bad but it wouldn't be this so much pain.Charles
Baby's Point of viewMy fingers were trembling as they made their way to the last key, which would complete the tunnel for the software and end the digging process. I can't be mistaken, the maker of this system is Astor, that is why they have not captured him. Is he helping Charles's enemies to bring him down?I have no idea as to why Astor would do this for the last time I've spoken to him is that he has decided to forever retire and rebuild a new life.Could it be possible the reason why he didn't make It to the reunion is that he decided to join the revolt against Charles? My mind is trying to get a grasp of what's about to happen If I went ahead with this and crack the encryption there's a huge chance they will find Astor's main system and there's a huge chance to really kill him this time just like what Abby said but if I don't finish the challenge I will not have a chance to see my son after.The time is ticking, I can see the numbers move down on the timer faster. The room te
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