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CHARLES'S POINT OF VIEWThe process of being brought together again as a front unified whole seethed me and this old grand theater full of artifacts that have been openly purloined is bringing memories back.Our great grandparents were normal people who just simply ran their empire before crossing paths with ruthless people. After getting burned, they simply took matters in their own hands and created a new world of terror. Playing nice wasn't on the table in the real world, you simply need to accept what you are and use this in your advantage to manipulate people and money into your power. Before you know it everything will fall into place as long as you're willing to simply sacrifice everything.SIMPLY.My father's favorite word. There's nothing so simple about being his son, yet this word barrages in our heads, making us think that things are all easy in this world. Easy to get, easy to kill, relating this to a six-year-old boy is not so simple but good for my brother, He had it si
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I've always been good with updating on time! make sure you click that star for a new chapter. ——————————————————BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThe will to continue to live despite this torture comes down to one goal. I need to get my hands on those Nanogex. I can use that to cure my Aunt Madonna, for she will fix this mess we caused and to do that, I need to compel my mind to do the one thing I'm trained for.Survive.I need to survive. If I die within 11 months, Carly will know something is wrong and she will definitely look for me, but I'm afraid she will never know who she's up against. I can never take that chance of putting her life in danger. All I need to do is get Charles to trust me.I know I'm still in the city; I was trying to figure out where I was, but Charles caught me snooping, mistaking it for what appears to be another attempt at suicide.There's something sinister about the way he looks at me. I could see he wanted to keep me around, and he enjoys assaulting me. I stare at h
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BABYTo be subjected to this unpleasant pain is genuinely frightening. Charles was true to his words. The minute we got back, I got slammed hard on the wall of the same room. I got my whipping. He didn't like that I still had a fight in me. He made sure that I feel the sting when he slowly slices my skin on all parts of my body. His eyes were determined to squeeze out all the blood in me. He didn't stop at bleeding me. He then took a paddle and started hitting my ass while I lay, feeling all the cuts bleed out some more. "You better think twice before pulling a stunt like that again." Charles sucks on my nipple gently right before slicing the skin under my breast.I get Punches on my face whenever I'm starting to drift. He would spray some kind of chemical to keep me up, and this went on till it's morning, for he laid me on the table, barely breathing while he eats breakfast. I stare at his face with my blood dried on his skin all over as he takes a bite of the sandwich, not bot
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All I hope is that you enjoyed my story telling, thank you so much for waiting and continue to support my book. BABY'S POINT OF VIEW There is no way of telling if he had seen the binary code that I had just typed in. This man is a savage, and I'm sure he's already devised a plan to eliminate me. After all those nights he would warn me, I'm sure he already reached his limits of me deceiving him. I can feel my throat drying up quickly. The smart contact lenses on my eyes, suddenly went black. I had to remove it off my eyes otherwise I will be blind. He presented me a dish to surrender the contact lenses, he sees my hesitation of giving it back. "That's enough work for one day." Charle's face has a huge smile while he says this. He walks over to the wall, a compartment automatically opens and he deposits the dish with lenses in. My eyes linger at where he hides them. That little compartment looks like where he sterilize all the used contacts. He takes my hand to go back on the e
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Baby These words ring in my head as if they were just words and nothing were real about it. "I won't exactly thank you for you are the reason why the virus was there in the first place. However you are also the reason why this new system is stronger. So for that here's a deal before midnight strikes if you get out of this building, you can have your freedom along with that billion dollar necklace but if not, you are to remain mine forever." "You-you will let me go?" I felt my face numbed quick. "As long as I have my foot out of this building?" My voice is somewhat coming out husky. "Yes, I'm even giving you two whole hours and extra twenty minutes." Charles exclaimed as he looks at the time. He air swipes a command, taking out the illusion and changing the window hologram view to a normal view. It's night time, I see the lights all over the city. "You have access to every door you wish to use, even the elevators but you have to step both feet out of this building before midnig
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CHARLES'S POINT OF VIEW The right to act, speak or think as people want without hindrance or restraint is what pushes people to ensure respect. It's also a state of mind called freedom. It's the absence of any pressure from the social, political and religious environment in which a normal person lives, but freedom is different on my level. It is when you have the power to dictate! Freedom. This is an illusion I offered Baby to have, but like any normal peasant, they can never be content with just that. She had to go to the other room and get tempted. I meant every word when I said I wanted her to win, because my obsession with her had become one of my weaknesses, but as the clock approached midnight and I saw how she would succeed, it just convinced me that I wanted her to be in my life forever. Seeing her pure determination was true entertainment. I was very sure that I would lose in this game, the minute she disabled my little insect babies, but the game changed the minute sh
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BABY The notion that I am being watched has fully taken over my mind, driving me insane. This is much worse than being in Charles's clutches; I'm constantly afraid that Charles or his men will come for me. The pressure is never-ending.I can't sleep. I can't eat properly. I stay in the tub and stare blankly on the wall.If not on the wall I stare most of the time at the Nanogex IV bag, just sitting on top of an old table with no chairs that came with the house. The hospital nurse had this in a bag for me before I left. I was informed that I was clutching it tight when someone found me. I close my eyes and pray for a single tear. "Come on, cry, get it out," I yell at myself. I can't even weep, despite my best efforts; not a single tear has fallen from my eyes. I'm not sure what's going on with me, but the way I'm acting is clearly a condition of shock, or am I suffering from some kind of post-traumatic stress disorder? Whatever the case may be, it must be managed. It's something I'
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This chapter is dedicated to everyone who has a loved one battling cancer and is fighting courageously!BABY'S POINT OF VIEW "How are you planning to be an alcoholic when you don't even have a bottle opener?" Astor says, mocking me from the back, looking at all the wine bottles I just bought while rummaging through the random things I put in the cart. Astor notices how tense I've grown as I drive. He tried to lighten the mood by talking to me, mentioning all the favorite food I like buying. I simply giggle at his pranks and recall how much easier things were when I was still under his supervision. I wish I could be that innocent young lady again. It fascinates me that he could well be the same guy despite such gruesome torture. The drive had already been more than an hour, and I'm always on the lookout if there's any vehicle following us. I finally dared to ask about aunt Madonna's condition expecting a not-so-favorable response. Astor was suddenly silent. It took him a good m
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BABY'S POINT OF VIEW Hiding my fear was very difficult, with my voice shaking coming out tiny. "Please, Charles... Please don't hurt him. He's just a baby." I say, my tears are falling nonstop. "I will not hurt my son, but I can't say the same for you," Charles says, gently putting our tiny son back to sleep and laying him in the crib. He sprayed something on him, in my conclusion, one of those sedative sprays. I felt a sudden urge to run and grab my son, but he was quicker than me when I felt his arms wrap around my waist to stop me from reaching my son. He grabbed my wet hair with a very tight grip, burning my scalp. I'm full of fear even to fight back. He quickly drags my small frame compared to his to the bed. "What did you do?" I started crying loudly. I'm sure someone heard my cries. "Don't worry; our son is safe. "Charles issues an air swipe command, a movement that I haven't seen in a while, it railed in all my traumas back into my system. Suddenly, the noise downstairs
Beg Harder BONUS CHAPTER
BABY'S POINT OF VIEWIt's true what they say: nothing can ever prepare you for the overwhelming sense of responsibility that comes with becoming a mother. It has only been recently that I have been able to sleep through the night after three months of averaging just five hours of sleep each night.MotherhoodBeing in one gave me a whole level of respect for all mothers. I'm simply grateful that I live with my sister, who has provided me with all of the assistance I've needed with my growing son, particularly when the doctors determined that a C-section was necessary due to the placenta obstructing the hole for the baby's birth.After two months, the scar has begun to heal, and I'm relieved that all of my weight gains had disappeared by the second month. Perhaps it's due to nursing, or the half-hour walks I take with the kids in the afternoons, but today we were forced to miss all of our normal daily routines. Because of our appreciation, we organized for the team's reunion, just a sma
Beg Harder Epilogue Part 2
CHARLES'S POINT OF VIEW A white flare pierces my eyes, and I get a whiff of a sour and acidic cheese flavor that immediately follows."Fuck," I shout, and it reverberates across the whole room. I managed a sliver of a chuckle, since who would have imagined that I would ever find myself in this situation? This is the smell chemical that they use to wake you inside your trance state. The trance machine effect isn't working on me. I know a lady is on her way who will give me the impression of my mother at any moment, so I glance around, and there it is, the familiarity of my old bedroom from a period when things were much easier as if this illusion would really work on me. How can my brother be so completely ignorant of the fact that I would be aware if he ever placed me in this situation? I'm sitting up in my big old bed, which still has the same soft cover when the lady walks in exactly on cue as anticipated. Her steps lead her to me, and I halt her until she reaches the base of the
Beg Harder Epilogue
BABY'S POINT OF VIEW The exquisite make-up that I loved so much and the assistant spent a long time on is now smeared with Charles' blood. I swallow hard at how awful I appear when I gaze in the mirror in this airplane's lavatory. There were dried tears and blood all over my face. The cool water felt wonderful against my skin as I washed my face clean and a small bruise was already appearing from the hard smack I got. Both my hands were never this dirty. I rushed to clean it, with my head trying to grasp the idea of finally being over. I tried to remove all the blood and dirt as much as I can off of my face, "Hold on Breath it's over" I chant repeatedly as I try to believe everything that is happening. All of the terrible memories are beginning to resurface and all the assault goes in the back of my brain. All those days he manipulated me and ravaged my body quickly comes back to me. The sensation of my body beginning to tremble prompted me to grip the sink tightly in order to
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CHARLES The second she opened her eyes, coming out of that trance, I knew there was something special about her. I knew she would make it very interesting for me and she didn't disappoint. The first time I heard her beg, I knew it would be so easy and that she was already going to be mine. She's breathtakingly gorgeous, and when combined with her incredible physique, she can bring any powerful man to his knees. Baby was destined to fall on my hands and learning how pure she was just added to the excitement of the circumstances.I've never met a woman before in my life who is willing to go to such lengths to save her family's lives, but everything has a limit, even her dedication. I was already anticipating that she would get weary of the same old, same old threats against her family members.The only way to keep her alive and moving on was for me to give her a purpose. I need this one to stick for good, and having the baby within her will help cement our relationship even more. The
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BABY'S POINT OF VIEWAll of my motions have been limited, and this includes walking. They have me hooked up to a machine that causes my body to be partly paralyzed for a few hours every day to help me complete rest while the bleeding from my placenta is occurring. Every three hours, a designated person comes in to stretch my limbs and sit with me while several experts are carefully watching me.My baby.The term itself is identical to my given name. I recalled my father's explanation of why they named me Baby, and it brought back memories. All the time, people ridiculed me for my unusual forename. Still, my father, as he always did, was excellent at explaining the significance of my given name to their most cherished and youngest daughter, which I appreciated. As far as we know, our great grandmother had the same name as our grandmother, who was well-liked and respected by the community for having an enormous heart and refusing to listen to detractors. I recall him telling me that no
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BABY'S POINT OF VIEWMy pupils are constricted. Charles's body is in front of me, and I can feel tears streaming down my cheeks as well. I'm feeling a lot of pressure about what's about to happen to me. My mind is already preparing for the agony that is about to occur to me. I'm sure he didn't subject me to watch all those tortures these past days for nothing.Finally, the back of his finger brushes against my wet cheeks. My body has been trained well from flinching his touch. "Baby, look at me." As I open my eyes to look at him, he commands, slowly cupping my cheeks with both of his hands. The only thing I could utter with a slight tone."I'm sorry.""I understand. Let's blame it on your hormones." Charles responds as he removes the rifle from my grasp. His whole demeanour was so calm as if he knew that I didn't have in me to do it.He issues an air swipe command, and a group of people rushes in—plating meals and setting the table.The only time he was able to calm my nerves a little
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BABY'S POINT OF VIEWMy nerves are highly strung, I regret even trying to have a conversation with Rich. I asked one of the attendants to call Rich so that I could have a word but I was informed that he's already left for another location. I sigh deeply as to why did I have an outburst like that, I have really been acting crazy lately, and on top of that tired most of the time but who wouldn't act crazy if you were to be put in this situation?I finished the dinner prepped for me, another of Charles doing, I was told that I have to consume whatever is on the plate regardless If I like it or not. I try my best to remember the last time I actually ate something very oily and fried, it is all I've been craving lately. I have tried to request for something close to that sort but when it was presented in front of me, it was quickly taken away orders by Charles according to Rich. The whole team that's been working on polishing me all afternoon seems to have gotten used to my gloomy mood.
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BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThere's always a difficult thing that comes along with all of the simple things. It is customary for Charles to take me to situations where he tortures individuals so that I may see what he would and could do to those who disobey him. Despite the fact that it had happened a few times before, I could never get used to it and would typically end up sobbing till I passed out.The fact that he claimed to have people for literally everything was not an exaggeration. He was known to have a specific group of people who would provide him with clean towels whenever his hand became soiled with blood, and I remember those guys from the day he set Astor on fire, which also happened to be the same day I was tortured in the lab by him. I have only hazy recollections of who cleaned me in the lab, but I believe it was the same crew who belonged to this category of job description.I'm sure he also has a group of retrievers who he has under the payroll. I'm dying to know who he hi
