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In the opulent halls of the Stanley manor, Judy Kent, the daughter of the family chauffeur, grew up alongside Chris Stanley. Their childhood bond blossomed quietly, a tender friendship that seemed unshakable. But Chris' traumatic kidnapping left him with deep psychological scars, manifesting in a peculiar fixation directed solely at Judy. Tragedy struck when Chris' father died in a car accident. With Judy’s father on leave that day and a substitute driver behind the wheel, Chris' grief turned into misplaced hatred toward Judy’s family. Their once-close bond shattered. Consumed by bitterness, Chris withdrew from her and inflicted emotional torment, even coercing her into signing a contract that bound her to him. Yet beneath the layers of anger, Chris' love for Judy never truly faded—it was merely buried under his rage. When the truth of the accident finally surfaced, the weight of Chris' actions drove Judy to walk away, unable to reconcile with the pain of her past. Only then did Chris realize the depth of his mistakes. Overwhelmed by guilt, he vowed to make amends, embarking on a desperate pursuit to win back her love and trust. But can Judy’s fractured heart mend? Will their shared history and enduring connection be enough to overcome the barriers between them? Or has too much been lost in the wake of betrayal for love to flourish again in the manor’s shadowed corridors?
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Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 9
JUDY’S POVAfter escaping from Chris, I found myself collapsing into a secluded corner of the campus, my body trembling with sobs. Hot tears cascaded down my cheeks, and my hand throbbed painfully from the ordeal I had endured. But it wasn’t just the physical pain—it was the emotional agony that clawed at me relentlessly. My heart felt as though it had been ripped apart, leaving behind a gaping wound that refused to close.As I sat there, choking on the weight of my emotions, my mind drifted to the past. The memories of Chris and me—of laughter, warmth, and moments of genuine connection—played like an unrelenting film reel in my head. Those memories, once a source of comfort, now felt like cruel reminders of what we had lost. How had things come to this? How had the boy who once made me feel safe become the source of my deepest pain?I couldn’t let it go unanswered. The confusion and torment were suffocating, and I needed clarity, no matter how painful the truth might be. Resolving
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 8
CHRIS’ POV“You think you’re so innocent,” I said, my voice low but sharp, cutting into me like a blade. Since she kept demanding an answer, her tear-filled eyes pleading for a reason I couldn’t disclose, I found myself cornered. I had to say something to deflect her relentless questioning, though the truth was far too complicated and raw to share. So, I chose the easiest path—a lie. Or at least, it felt like one. But was it really?In my mind, I rationalized it. She had disobeyed me. She had gone back to Jason, despite everything, despite the unspoken boundaries I thought we had established. That blatant disregard, that choice to stand beside someone I couldn’t stand, made her actions feel like a betrayal. In my anger, I labelled her choices as something more: shameless, disloyal, and yes—slutty.“You walk around like the world revolves around you,” I continued. The more hurt she was, the more peaceful I was.“What are you talking about?” Judy had asked, her voice rising in frustr
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 7
JUDY’S POVThe belt struck my hands with a force that sent a searing jolt of pain through my entire body. My reflexive cry echoed in the empty classroom, tears streaming down my cheeks as the agony spread like fire under my skin. I clenched my fists, trembling, trying desperately to hold back the sobs threatening to consume me. But it was no use. Each strike was more unbearable than the last. I could feel the tears soaking the blindfold. I believed he was satisfied seeing me in this state. But my voice was trembling with hurt and disbelief. “Why?” I choked out, barely able to form words over the lump in my throat. “Why are you doing this to me, Chris?”He didn’t answer. The silence was heavier than the pain he inflicted. His cold, detached demeanour was a stranger's—a cruel figure who bore no resemblance to the Chris I had once cared for so deeply. "Chris!" I cried again, louder this time, desperation lacing every syllable. "Please, just tell me what I did! Why do you hate me so m
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 6
JUDY’S POVAfter witnessing the unsettling scene between Chris and Katarina, I made up my mind to steer clear of him altogether. Avoidance seemed like the safest option, considering what he had done to me. The memories of his actions haunted me, and I couldn’t help but wonder: was this who he truly was now? Did he treat Katarina—or any other girl—the same way he had treated me?The thought gnawed at me, a mix of curiosity and unease twisting in my stomach. It wasn’t as though I had ever seen him with someone else, at least not in the past. Chris wasn’t the type to flaunt relationships or bring anyone to his place.It had always been just the two of us back when things were different, when we were closer than anyone could understand. His home had been a second sanctuary for me, a place where I thought I was safe. Now, the memory of those moments felt distant, almost surreal, like a story from someone else’s life.I wondered if Katarina, with her bold confidence and relentless charm, h
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 5
CHRIS’ POVAfter meting out a punishment for Judy, I retired to my room, a sense of satisfaction washing over me.I had taken a dark satisfaction in humiliating her. Did she truly believe I would let her and her family walk away without exacting my revenge?By now, Judy might have realised that I was not the same Chris she had known. The other Chris was soft-hearted, naive and her best friend who would have never hurt her. Alas! Things were different now. The anger and hatred seething in my heart were relentless, consuming every corner of my being like a fire that refused to die down. It wasn’t just a fleeting emotion; it was a storm brewing within me, dark and unyielding, pushing aside any remnants of the person I used to be. Each thought of her and what had transpired stoked the flames further, feeding a bitterness that felt as if it had been etched into my very soul.It was an unbearable heaviness, pressing against my chest, making it hard to breathe. The hate wasn’t just directe
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 4
JUDY’S POVI had not slept well at all since last night. The events that had unfolded were still replaying in my mind, keeping me restless and uneasy. My body ached for rest, but the weight of the day pulled me out of bed. I did not feel like getting up, especially not for school, but I knew I had no choice. Today was not just another ordinary day—it was crucial because of the rehearsal with my group.Singing had been a passion of mine for as long as I could remember. From a young age, I was drawn to music, and my love for it led me to enrol in singing classes. It did not take long for my teacher to notice my vocal ability, and she made sure I was integrated into the group. I was the lead singer, and together, our group had gone on to win several competitions. It was something I was incredibly proud of, and it had become a significant part of my life.Today’s rehearsal was important for more than just the usual practice. With everything that had happened recently, I needed the distra
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 3
JUDY’S POV“Look what you made me do, Judy…”I stood there in my room, feeling utterly humiliated, my heart heavy with emotions I could not quite place. The tears burned at the back of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I was so angry, and yet there was a deep ache in my chest I could not ignore. My hands trembled as I clutched my thighs, trying desperately to keep myself together. How had everything gotten so messed up?“Chris…”I called out trying to turn, but he restrained my movement. He held me by the nape of the neck and pushed me gently against the wall. At least, he did not shove me into the wall hurting my face. The warm concrete against his cold demeanour made my stomach churn. “You want to look at me, Judy?” I stayed quiet.“Answer me!”“Y-yes.”I had no idea why I said that but I regretted instantly.Now, as I stood in front of him, I felt like I was looking at a stranger. His cold eyes pierced through me, filled with a level of disdain I had not seen before. His
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 2
CHRIS’ POVThe moment Judy stepped out in that dress, she was breathtaking. The dark green dress she was wearing clung to her frame in a way that were both elegant and striking, the colour bringing out the warmth in her complexion. The fabric shimmered faintly under the light, flowing gracefully as she moved, each step confident yet unassuming. The neckline highlighted the gentle curve of her collarbone, while the dress’ tailored fit accentuated her silhouette without being ostentatious.For a moment, I couldn't help but take in the sight of her. The way the dress complemented her natural beauty felt almost unfair, like she had stepped out of a painting. Then I caught myself staring and quickly masked my thoughts, straightening up as if nothing had phased me.A pang hit me, deep and sharp, an ache that felt so familiar it was almost comforting. It was as though every memory I had locked away had cracked open, flooding me with a wave of something I could not quite name—longing, regret
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 1
JUDY’S POVIt had been nearly a year since Chris had started drifting away from me. At first, I tried to reach out, leaving him messages, showing up at his door, and even waiting for him outside of classes, hoping he would talk to me. But nothing worked. Ever since his father passed away a year ago, he had grown distant, almost untouchable, burying himself in silence. He never said it outright, but I knew that grief had changed him, making him quieter, harder to reach, and leaving me on the outside, uncertain of how to help.In the past, Chris and I had always been each other's go-to for school dances. It was a tradition of ours, and even the thought of going with anyone else had seemed strange—unthinkable, almost. I would look forward to those nights where we would dress up, meet up for photos, and laugh over nothing in particular, just because we were together. However this year, as the school dance approached, I found myself hesitating. How could I ask him to be my partner when w
Last Updated : 2024-12-09
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JUDY’S POVIt had been nearly a year since Chris had started drifting away from me. At first, I tried to reach out, leaving him messages, showing up at his door, and even waiting for him outside of classes, hoping he would talk to me. But nothing worked. Ever since his father passed away a year ago, he had grown distant, almost untouchable, burying himself in silence. He never said it outright, but I knew that grief had changed him, making him quieter, harder to reach, and leaving me on the outside, uncertain of how to help.In the past, Chris and I had always been each other's go-to for school dances. It was a tradition of ours, and even the thought of going with anyone else had seemed strange—unthinkable, almost. I would look forward to those nights where we would dress up, meet up for photos, and laugh over nothing in particular, just because we were together. However this year, as the school dance approached, I found myself hesitating. How could I ask him to be my partner when w
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