Caroline pov:
As he said that, he walked off. What a jerk. I know the dress didn't make me look like a slut, he was just being his usual douchebag self. I won't let him ruin my night. Let me go back to talking to that cute guy I was speaking with before he left.
I assumed his name was Mark. I remembered him mentioning something like that. I made my way through the crowd towards the pool, trying to walk straight in these heels, which seemed impossible.
"Hey," I felt someone grabbing my arms.
I looked back to see Addison's face. She was talking to me now?
"Do I look like a slut, Addie?" I asked her, pouting. "Nathan said I looked like a slut."
She looked at me confused and shook her head.
"Listen, don't drink whatever he gives you," she said, looking panicked.
That sobered me up quickly.
"Drink what
Caroline pov:The minutes ticked by as I nervously perched on the stairs, eyes glued to my phone, waiting for a text from the driver. With each passing moment, my anxiety surged, and paranoia crept in.Suddenly, a deep voice shattered the silence, "What are you doing?"I practically jumped out of my skin as Nathaniel appeared, confusion clouding his face as he eyed my bag.His expression quickly transformed into anger."Where do you think you're going?" he demanded."Home," I murmured, barely above a whisper, trembling in his presence."Get back inside, Caroline," he ordered, taking a step forward, causing me to retreat."I'm going home, Nathan. I'm sick of you guys!" I shouted in frustration, throwing my hands up in exasperation."You all freak me out!"He p
Caroline pov:My head felt like it was weighed down by a ton of bricks. I could hear voices, but where the heck was I?I was lying on something soft, but the last thing I remembered was getting in the car with Adam. What the hell did they give me? I felt so weak, my eyes just wouldn't open."I think we gave her too much," I overheard one of them say."No way, I made sure it was the right amount," the other replied."Why isn't she awake? The boss is gonna be here soon, you know."The boss? What the actual fuck were they talking about?"He's not the real boss, okay? Just because his dad's in charge doesn't make him the boss.""Whatever, let's just get out of here."I heard their footsteps fading as they left the room. I waited until the door closed before finally opening my eyes.
Caroline pov:"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.