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"Dad?"
"Caroline, I can't explain now. But I'm so sorry. I tried so hard to stop this from happening." His face broke as he said that.
I didn't realize I was crying until I felt a tear on my chest. What was he talking about?
"What are you talking about?" Wasn't he here to take me back home?
At this point, I figured I could convince him to move back to Denmark.
"Didn't you guys come to take me home?" I asked both of them.
I saw Mr. Wilson was moving his hand on the desk to press something. Why was he behind the desk?
"Someone will come to take you back to your room," he said coldly, sounding nothing like he did at dinner.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, moving backward.
"Take me where?" I heard heavy footsteps coming.
I looked at the st
Caroline pov:I jolted awake to find myself in a room I didn't recognize. Memories of being forcefully thrown into a car and injected with something flooded back to me. My body still ached from the injection site.Where was I now? This room was a stark contrast to the last one. It felt like a luxurious hotel suite, with a comfortable bed, a TV, a plush couch, and a breathtaking view of the city skyline from a massive glass window. I couldn't help but wonder if I was in a high-rise building, making escape nearly impossible.Lacking the energy to get up, I stayed on the bed, my mind racing with questions. I was hungry and feeling feeble. I wished I knew what day it was. In my foggy state, I thought I heard Grayson's voice, but I couldn't be certain.My confusion only deepened as I tried to make sense of the situation. First, Adam and my father seemed to be implicated in some way. But what were th
Caroline pov:"What were they planning to do with me?"After he handed me his shirt to wear, he placed me back on the luxurious bed in what turned out to be his apartment in New Zealand. I couldn't believe it was his place; it looked incredibly posh.Sitting next to me, he said, "I need to explain to you the history of our family."Confused, I asked, "What do you mean?""It all started centuries ago, in the 17th century to be precise. My ancestors set the groundwork for what we are today," he began.I was already intrigued but nodded for him to continue."It all began during a time of war and suffering when people were dying left and right. A group of wealthy people banded together to aid society. However, as time passed, their intentions were corrupted by greed and the thirst for power. They all worship my father kinda like a God."
Caroline pov:He watched me with a tension that came from his eyes. I swallowed, feeling hot all of a sudden. Keeping his gaze, I could feel myself getting wet as I walked closer to him.He stretched out like he was getting comfortable. I got on my knees and unbuttoned his pants, and the sound of the zipper sent a seductive echo through the room. He rested his elbow on the armrest and watched me.I hesitated. I knew I couldn't do this with perfection and I wished I'd had more practice so I could. He certainly knew what he was doing in the oral department, unlike me."You gonna stare at my crotch all day or take it out?" He smirked, looking demanding and impatient.However, I believed he was close to unraveling due to a tightness in his shoulders. My hands trembled as I pulled his briefs down and wrapped my fingers around his erection.It looked bigger.
Caroline pov:I woke up in an empty bed at night, after sleeping all afternoon. I was wondering where Nathaniel had gone, as he was with me before I fell asleep. I was still naked.I can't believe we had sex without protection again. I wasn't worried, as my period was due soon.I'm still in disbelief that everything Nathaniel told me was true. I didn't know people could be this messed up and how many they had manipulated.My dad tried to protect me from them, but still let them take me. I'm not sure if I should be angry with him. He was going to let them do things to me, but he didn't stop them or go to the police, even though it would have been easy.I wish my mom was here, as she wouldn't have let anyone take me, and my brother would have fought for me until the end, but they were killed…What confuses me is that they wanted me to be with Natha
Caroline pov:We had been driving for what felt like hours. The city was shrouded in darkness, and the weather matched the somber atmosphere with its relentless rain and brooding gray clouds.As we sat in silence, the morning's sunny disposition felt like a fading memory. Neither of us had uttered a word. I refused to be the first one to break the silence, not until he apologized.Occasionally, I couldn't resist glancing back to make sure we weren't being followed, but it was just Milo and Theo trailing behind us in the other Range Rover. Seeing their familiar vehicle was a relief, and I sensed Nathaniel felt the same way. We had left the highway some time ago and were now travelling along a deserted one-way road.The car gradually slowed down in front of a gate, its "Restricted Area" sign making me furrow my brow in confusion. Was this the right place?It looked abandoned.
Caroline pov:We landed a while back and now we're on the road. I couldn't sleep all night and kept mulling over his words. It was way past midnight when Nathaniel woke up just before we landed. I hoped he might say something about what he mentioned earlier, but he didn't.When I asked him how he slept, he just said it was good and nothing else. It bothered me because he either didn't remember saying it or worse, said it to someone else in a dream, which would hurt even more. We're in the car with Theo and Milo in the front seats, and I keep sneaking glances at Nathaniel every few seconds. He's been giving me strange, questioning looks in return.I wanted to confront him, but with Theo and Milo there, I couldn't. We left the city and got onto the highway, only seeing trucks
Caroline pov:We had just finished taking a shower together. As he washed me, I watched him closely, but his expression gave nothing away. He seemed completely normal and didn't try anything inappropriate. By the time we were done, the sun was starting to rise.Since I still didn't have any clothes of my own, he provided me with his shirt and boxers, promising he would get me some proper undergarments soon. I felt uncomfortable walking around without a bra.As he walked out of the closet, still wrapped in his towel, his phone suddenly rang. I was worried it might be the person who had found us before, but it turned out to be Milo calling."Nathan," I called out to him as he opened the dresser. I decided it was time
Caroline pov:It had been two long weeks since that unforgettable night. The days were dragging on, and I found myself going to bed with Nathaniel, only to wake up alone.His mysterious comings and goings left me feeling confused and lonely, as he would leave before I was even awake and return in the evening.However, there was one thing I looked forward to each day, our silent car rides. Nathaniel would take me on short drives near the house, holding my hand as we cruised in silence for about 10 minutes. It was a small escape from the confines of the house, and I cherished those moments.Milo, who Nathaniel had tasked with keeping me company, was a quiet presence. I tried asking him about Nathaniel's whereabouts, but he remained tight-lipped, burying himself in books or TV. It was clear that Nathaniel had stationed him there to keep an eye on me.As for Leila, I hardly saw