Isaac I gaze out of the car's window to the endless starry sky as the car zooms towards Grandma's house. These stars in the sky act like some hope in the dark life of a sky. These starry skies tell us that even in dark times if we look closely there are a en number of hopes. I look away from the sky and down on my iPad. On the screen, Roxanne is sleeping away. I stroked her image wanting to feel her luscious skin. The moon light falls on her pale skin since she has forgotten to pull the drapes of the room close. Her one leg out of the quilt while one tucked inside the quilt. She looked just like the day I first saw her. An innocent seductress. How would it feel to have her cling to me while she sleeps? How would it feel to be woken up by her kisses? How would it feel when she will murmur in my ears how much she loves me, how she can't wait to fuck me? All these thoughts are making me irritated and annoyed. But soon she will start loving me. Soon I would know how it feels when
Isaac “Are you sure of it?" I asked, wanting to reassure myself. I couldn't stop the smile creeping up my face. It was like I was on cloud nine. I took Roxanne forcefully because I wanted her to be pregnant. I have seen how women get all happy and willing for anything if they get a child. Through this child she will become mine completely. Not only will her body belong to me but her heart will also belong to me. With this child I will conquer her fully. She will become mine. And I will get a mini version of her. So when we go on a fight that mini version can be with me and support me. Fuck, the thought alone is giving me immense pleasure. What would it feel like to actually live that kind of life? Fucking, I can't wait for that day. “Yes, sir." Lisa answers, breaking me out of my thought. I stroll towards the sofa, across from Lisa's and make myself comfortable on it. I sign for her to sit and she follows as she continues. “When I reached yesterday night to check on ma'am as yo
Isaac I was freezed in my place. My eyes stuck on Roxanne as Lisa checks her out. Not even for a second my eyes went to her belly, afraid to see what I was dreading, afraid to see my dreams getting shattered into pieces.“I am all right. It was just a small fall. You don't need to check me out. And since there was a rug I didn't even get a scratch." Roxanne says as she tries to get up. I part my lips to protest, to say that even a small fall can cause damage to our child. But nothing comes out except air.“I know ma'am. But let me just check you." Lisa retorts back. Roxanne still doesn't know that she is pregnant. I will have to tell her today so she can take extra precautions. I can't risk my mini love's life.She groans in annoyance but nonetheless lays still as Lisa checks her out. I clench my fist to stop it from trembling. My heart thudded loudly in my ribcage. All of my attention is on Lisa, waiting for her to reassure me that everything is fine. My love and my mini love both
Roxanne “I don't believe you." I shout. “I-I can't be pregnant." I cannot be pregnant. I don't want to be pregnant. What is he even talking about? I am sure he did that just to distract me. “Yes, you are, love." He grins through his water brimmed eyes. “We will become parents." He leaves my forearm and keeps his palm on my flat belly. “Our child is growing here." I shake my head. “You are pregnant and it has been three weeks." He says. I shake my head in denial. Is that why I didn't get my period this month? I never paid attention to my periods. He takes me in his arms bridal style. I mute him out as he orders something to the maid whom I haven't seen even once clearly. I look down at my bloodied palm. I clench it close and more blood starts seeping out from it. But I don't feel any pain. Should I keep clenching it? It will lead to blood loss and maybe I will be free from here, from him and this forsaken place that haunts me. I flutter my eyes towards my belly and caress it wit
Roxanne “Wh-what are you talking about?" I asked, unsure if I heard her right. What does she mean by that? Did I miss hearing her? How am I binded to Isaac because of the child growing in me. This child is nothing but the cause of unprotected sex. She walks towards me. An arrogant and prideful smile intact on her face as she walks towards me. She leans down, her face just an inch away from mine. “This child, my great grandson…" she lightly jabs her finger on my flat belly. “is a source that my son has used to bind you with him." My eyes widened at that? “What did you think? That my son is a rapist." She says with venom in her voice. Her eyes looked at me with disdain. “He is not that much desperate that he will rape you. He took you forcefully that day and the other days to make you pregnant." Dread pools at the bottom of my belly at her words. Everything he did was a plan. He raped me not because he wanted to take me but because he had planned it. She can't be serious. “
Isaac Her body slums down on my thigh as she finally falls unconscious, her hair cascades down on the floor. My hand circled her figure. Her face paled and lacked the glow which I always used to see on her. The fierceness which her face always adored lacked. With a trembling hand I remove the strands of her unruly hair sticking on her face. She looked so broken and lifeless. Suddenly a tear drops on her chin, more follows them as I cry silently. I pull her closer to me and hug her tightly. My hands tighten around her as I wail on her unconscious shoulder. “What have I done?" I whisper in the silence of the room. “What did I do?" I clench my eyes shut. My chest vibrates as a full blown sob escapes my lips. With trembling limbs I get up with her in my arms, bridal style. And as soon as I take a step ahead I stagger and fall on my knees. My hands instantly tightened around her protectively. My legs were immovable and hard to move. I wiped away my tears as my sight got hazy.
Roxanne I flutter my eyes open. The white ceiling with a chandelier meets my eyes. And instantly tears brim at the corner of my eyes. I am still alive. Why? I don't wanna live. Why am I still alive? Why? I can't live this life. I don't have the power to live such a life. “Why are you crying, girl? That is also this early morning which is so beautiful." I hear a woman's voice. I blink my eyes to get rid of the haziness and look to the side. A very beautiful woman with olive skin dressed in a crisp shirt tucked in pants is sitting on the Ottoman near the bed. Her curly hair pulled in a bun. She looks like she is in her early thirties. “Good afternoon." She wishes me. Her face, glowing and looked very soothe. Looking at her gave my heart a little ease. Who is this woman? “Am I looking ugly?" She asked. Her head slightly tilted. She looked down at her appearance and straightened up her crisp cloth. I part my lips and breathe out. “No. On the contrary you look beautiful." My vo
Roxanne I step out of the car and look in front. A huge mansion stands before me. A bigger mansion than back on the island. I feel a presence beside me. “This will be your home. Isn't it pretty?" Roma says. I look at her. Her eyes are already on me. I have seen how much she smiles. Her face always adores a bright and joyful look. “I don't want to live in this mansion." I say. I can't live alone in this big mansion. I don't want to feel what I had felt in that mansion. “Why?" She asked. She was expecting this from me. I could say that from her facial expression. “Because I don't want to live alone in this big mansion." I say. I still can feel the horror of those days. A shudder passes through me. And I am sure Isaac is not coming today and that means I will have to live alone in this mansion. “Just forget it." I say after a thought. It's not like I will remain awake and they will do whatever their boss wants. They will just turn a blind eye to my pleas. “You misunderstoo