Aron POV "Good morning, Mr. Finge." As soon as she saw me exiting the elevator, she got up from her seat. "Give me a bandage, Selena." I ignored her seductive outfit as I made my way to my office. "Are you all right, Mr. Finge? She trailed behind me, seeming concerned when she noticed my limp. "Yes, I am perfectly fine. I want a bandage." I took a second to look at her figure-hugging clothing. For the first time, I was irritated when I observed her in a tight dress that accentuated her curves despite my previous fondness for this style. Didn't she feel suffocated in that tight shirt? She believed that I would make a seductive comment about her figure-hugging outfit and excessive makeup, but I was not at all interested in her. I turned on my laptop and became lost in my work, trying to push away the terrible memories from the last night. "Mr. Finge, your bandage." She knocked on my door. "Thank you; now, please send me the pending task list so that I can prioritize my work sc
Sara POV "Sara, why did you pull out that drawer without asking me to?" He yelled at me in response to my question. "Don't try to get involved in my life; you know very well why I married you, so please respect my boundaries." I was afraid of his loud voice. "Aron, please don't yell at me; I didn't touch this drawer intentionally." I'm still struggling to get over my panic attack from last night, and his harsh tone is making things worse. I mistakenly believed that we could at least be friends after noticing his soft side in the morning, but this monster is not deserving of my compassion or empathy. "Sara, lock the drawer right away." He gave me the chills with his harsh comments, and I shut the drawer the second he spoke. "Aron, I apologize and promise not to touch your belongings again."After wiping away my tears, I ended the call. Why did he show concern for me in the morning when his only perception of me was as a sexual object? I jumped out of bed and left his room straig
Aron POV "Mr. Finge, I've already called the number you provided. But she said it was the wrong number. She didn’t know any Authoress Naughty."The owner of the publishing house appears remorseful for not finding the book. "It’s okay; I appreciate your assistance. Get in touch with me if you know anything regarding that book. I promise that if you give me that book, I’ll fund your publishing company so you can relaunch it." I encouraged her to find that book for me by offering money. "Sure, Mr. Finge." My insatiable curiosity won’t let me relax. To uncover Uncle Joe’s secret, I must find that book as soon as possible. But how could I be so careless? If she discovers my secret to having these tablets, then how will I face her? She’ll assume I’m more efficient during our sex time because I take these drugs. Fortunately, she put the tablets in the drawer when she heard my stern remarks. However, my nasty remarks hurt her. My heart ached to see her sobbing on the CCTV screen. I inde
Sara POV His sudden offer of friendship surprised me. Now, what should I do? Looking at his face, I tried to read what was going through his mind. I doubt that he understands what friendship truly entails. My subconscious declined his offer of friendship. But when I looked into his eyes, I sensed a sincere offer. Would you please allow him to prove his friendship to you? Being an empath is difficult; even with monsters, my heart always recognizes the good in them. No, don't forget what he did to you; how could you be friends with him? Out of pure lust, he smashed your dreams and wrecked your life. Given that he has no concept of emotions, why expect him to feel for you? If you want to hurt yourself again, you can accept his offer. My subconscious is telling me not to accept his offer of friendship. However, his request was sincere. The hollowness in his eyes is obvious to me. A sympathetic ear might be helpful for him. Once again, my emotions tried to sway my decision. Avoid be
Aron POV "Only then can I accept your friendship, Aron, if you tell me why you need these injections and medications."Every night, her words still echo in my ears. It has already been a month since that incident. I never thought she would demand something of me in exchange for accepting my friendship offer. I had planned to share all the details of my past agony with her if she accepted my friendship, but her attempts to negotiate my proposal led me to discard the idea.She was the first woman in my life with whom my heart had agreed to be friends; until that moment, I had never asked anyone to be my friend. For the first time in my life, a woman rejected me. It shattered my heart and bruised my pride. Without telling her about my heartbreak, I left that room right away. Perhaps she didn't want me to be a friend in her life. Despite my assurances that she could rely on me for her past, she didn't think I was reliable. Perhaps it's all my fault since I thought she would be a kind
Sara POV "My princess, what are you doing alone in this house? You should play with me at home." He nudged the door open to allow himself to walk in. "Uncle, please leave; I'm alone in the house." He pushed inside, ignoring my attempts to shut the door. "Sara, my beautiful doll, you look so hot in this dress," he said, flicking his fingers along my thigh and grasping me firmly around the waist. "Uncle, please don't touch me," I pleaded, feeling disgusted by his rough grip. Following that evening, he never failed to take advantage of the opportunity to massage my intimate region or caress my breast. He took advantage of my fear and silence. He entered my home and led me out to the terrace so he could touch my private parts. Since it was the rainy season, I could readily associate my horrible recollections with the rain, and every time it rained, my painful past would pull me back to my early years.It is raining too heavily today. I hid myself in the tree house's corner after clo
Aron POV "Sara, I longed for your presence."My junior hardened as he sensed her closeness. Despite the torment my penis had endured, I tried to be gentle with her, understanding the pain of someone torturing our bodies. My lust drove me insane. I tenderly kissed her lips, and she returned the gesture with equal intensity, as though she was yearning for my touch, desperately wanting to feel her grasp on my back. Lying on her body felt like falling asleep on a soft bed. My junior was excited to open her constricted vagina, but when I rested my head on her chest, I felt more at peace. Her heartbeat was so comforting. I fell asleep as she ran her fingers through my hair.In the morning, I found myself still dozing off on her body. How come she didn't shove me away? How was she able to fall asleep with my bulky body resting on top of hers? I gazed upon her beautiful face, a look of contentment crossing it. I'm not sure why, but I couldn't help but kiss her forehead. Last night, I was a
Sara POV I'm thrilled that he agreed to join me for breakfast. I can now get a chance to ask him for permission to leave the house. "Did you prepare all of this?" He turned to face me after taking a glance at the food that was on the table. "Yes, don't you like it?" With eyes full of horror, I gazed at him. I suspect that he wasn't at all interested in eating my hand-made food, given that he hasn't had any of my cooked meals for the past two months. "No, it's not like that; in fact, I'm curious as to how you manage to prepare so many things quickly."Was he complimenting my cooking abilities, or did he doubt them? I glanced at him, half-surprised, half-confusion. Rather than questioning him, I silently placed food on his plate, even though I wanted to ask him why he hadn't eaten my cooked supper for the past two months. "Sara, have you ever tried to become a doctor?" I could tell by the expression on his face that he was attempting to hide his smile. "Yes, I have always wanted
Aron POV "Jerry?" I gave her a confused look. "Yes, she is Jerry's reincarnation." She nodded when she saw me. I agreed to give my daughter the name Jerry. I never thought hearing her pregnancy news would fill her with excitement. I thanked God for bringing her life to a normal pace since I couldn't afford to lose her. While we all mourned Jerry's passing, Jerry’s loss deeply affected her. My parents were overjoyed to see their little angel. I am grateful that Sara chose not to abort this child and instead allowed all of us to embrace this beautiful little angel. I have never experienced such a wonderful feeling before. I used to touch women to sate my hunger, but once I embraced my daughter, I realized that women are far more valuable to men than lust. Becoming a father filled me with a sense of responsibility, dedication, and respect for Sara even more. Even a month after my wife's delivery, I took care of her everyday requirements and restrained my need to touch her delicate
Sara POV "What have you just said?" I gave him a startled look. "Sara, I am sorry; please don't be angry. I'm not sure how or when, but trust me—it's not a mistake on my part." He nervously twiddles his fingers. "Tell me what you just said, Aaron." I asked him to repeat it. "You're expecting a child, Sara." He showed me the test results. "Is it true?" I raised my brow at him. "Yes." He gave a nod. "Thank you, God; I knew it; you can not stay away from me for a long time. She is coming, Aaron, just like she promised us before she passed away." I hugged him happily. He was surprised by my response when he learned I was pregnant. The void she left in my life was gnawing at me, so I pleaded to God day and night to get Jerry back. She took my death, so I drowned in guilt every day. Since her passing, I've spent the past few months locked up in my room, feeling completely cut off from everything. I spent my hours looking at the oak trees. I was amazed at this tree's rapid growth in
Aron POV "Jerry, open your eyes." After hitting Uncle Joe with a stone until he stopped breathing, I went back to Jerry. Uncle Joe stabbed a sharp piece of wood through her breast. She was struggling to breathe with her eyes closed. Jerry's blood stains Sara's white towel. Uncle Joe's blood is everywhere on my face. "You did a great job killing this monster, Aron." She was having trouble breathing. "Jerry, you will be all right." Sara looked at her with tear-filled eyes. "We've got to take her to the doctor." Sara asked me to take Jerry to the hospital. "You are right."Jerry asked me to stay here with her, holding my hand as I attempted to get up to go to the hospital. "Aaron, don't waste time. I have very little time, and I want to spend my last time with you." She attempted to communicate through her heavy breathing. "Sara, please sit here with me." She looked at Sara with tear-filled eyes. "I am sorry, Sara; please forgive me. You've had to endure all of this because of m
Sara POV His repulsive touch makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get out of here, even though I want to shove him away. I closed my eyes to surrender in front of my fate. He kissed me so hard that my lips swelled. My tears stopped flowing from my eyes. My body went numb, and I no longer felt the sensation of his hand moving. He forced me to lick his finger before inserting it into my vagina. He took hold of my hair and made me open my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. "Doll, don't glare at me; lick my finger." His eyes stared at my face with lust. My heart is filled with anger for him. I needed to open my mouth to lick his finger as he pulled my hair so tightly. He was moving his finger in and out of my mouth. I used all my effort to bite him, pressing his finger under my teeth. "You witch… I can't believe you bit my finger." He slapped me in the face. His strong slap on my face left my ear numb. "I thought to play with your body a little bit before fucking you, bu
Aron POV "Where are you, Sara?" I searched the entire house, but I could not locate her. I noticed the kitchenware scattered over the floor when I tried to prepare her for some herbal tea to help with her fever. I completely forgot to close the windows before rushing out the door to fetch the ingredients for the herbal tea. If I knew there would be a severe storm today, I would have taken extra precautions to lock all the windows. After making herbal tea, I walked into her room to wake her but was surprised to find her not in bed. "Where could she go now?" I looked all over the terrace, the garden, and the restroom for her, but I couldn't find her. Where can she go when she's so feeble, especially during such inclement weather? Now I'm concerned about her. Suddenly, my heart feels so heavy. I feel like something bad will happen. I heard a knocking sound on the door, so I ran towards the hall in hopes of finding Sara there, but I was surprised to see Jerry standing in front of me.
Sara POV "Aaron, I need water." My throat dried up, and my lips trembled for water. I tried to open my eyes, but thick stones covered my eyelids. My entire body hurts. All of my bones feel broken. My head is really heavy. I feel as though someone has placed my body on a frozen surface. My body feels so cold. "I need water."When I didn't hear a sound, I tried to move my hand to get the water mug from my side table. I didn't find a water mug on the side table, so I hardly opened my eyes. "Where are you, Aaron?" I tried to shout to call him here, but because of my weak body, my voice felt like a whisper to me. I had to get out of bed and head to the kitchen because I was so thirsty. I gathered all my remaining strength and went to the kitchen. I feel a strange suffocation today. Besides the pain, I have a terrible feeling that something awful is about to happen. Icy wind and dark clouds covered the environment. I filled the glass with water so I could sip. Why did Aron open all the
Aron POV What happened to her? I had never seen her so terrified before. She only got so scared when she had panic attacks, remembering her uncle Joe, so why was she afraid so suddenly today? She keeps saying that someone on this island is always watching us and following us around. Why is she feeling that way? Did she have some kind of mental illness? I don't think she has any problems. Her mind seems to be in good health. Then why is she making jokes about Uncle Joe's passing with me? I saw that man just one month ago, and he seems healthy and fine. When he saw me outside Sara's house, why did he flee? Before I could inform her about the incident, she made fun of me and said that she had killed Uncle Joe. Aron, please come inside the house. What are you doing there? Her voice interrupted my internal conversation. I took the dried, red-painted wooden piece and considered using it to further tease her. When I touched the wood, it held my fingerprints. How on earth is it possible t
Sara POV "W..who..which men are you talking about?" My tongue stammered when I questioned him. "I recognized a man from your old album. I mistakenly believed it to be your Uncle Joe because he was standing directly behind you while you were cutting the cake." He stared directly into my face. Should I tell him the truth now? I am afraid of what he will think of me after knowing the truth. "Sara, why are you quiet?" His voice burst my mental bubble. "Ye..yes." I nodded my head. "What will you do, Aron, if you discover that I killed someone?" I glared fearfully at him. "Sara, what kind of joke is this?" He burst out laughing. "How could you murder a man when you can't even kill a mosquito?" He laughed so hard that he wiped away his tears. "But I did kill Uncle Joe by accident." I tell him the truth. "I did assassinate Queen Victoria, too." He laughed at me. Now, how should I make him believe in me? He didn't take my word seriously. If I told him that I saw Uncle Joe's ghost ev
Aron POV "Aron, please check your phone network." She asked me to check my phone. "Oh yes, I completely forgot about that." I retrieved my phone from my bag and checked the phone network. "Now it functions." "Please call Jerry and ask her to send some clothes for me." She asked me to call Jerry's phone number. "However, it is now three in the morning." I looked at her with raised eyebrows. "So what? We are in such a remote area with no phone network, so it's better to tell her now before the phone network disappears." She gestured for me to press the dial button. "OK, my dear wife." I dialed Jerry's number on her behalf. "What do you want? How could you call me at such an early hour? Where is your wife?" After calling, she became irate with me for interfering with her sleep. "I apologize, Jerry. Sara asked you to send her some clothes because she was having problems with the bikinis you had selected." Her tone of anger made me laugh. "You called me at such an early hour just