It's been 4 hours of me sitting in the same place, trying to force myself to read a book, but I keep catching myself diverting my eyes to the clock on the wall. My heart rate increases with each passing second. Anxiety was eating me up.I slowly put the book down and wheeled myself to the balcony staring outside, looking for any signs of Stone.I will never forget what Stone did to me on that road. I remember looking up and pleading for him to come get me, for him to help. But he only smiled, got in his car, and drove away, leaving me alone to fucking die in the cold night.I was fading in and out of consciousness and each time something different was happening; when I gained consciousness I heard someone yelling for help. Then when I opened my eyes again, there was a helicopter. Then I was being lifted. After that, I fell completely unconscious.When I woke up, I was screaming in pain in what I presume was a white hospital bedroom. I looked around trying to find anyone who could make
Today was fun. This is why I love being around black people. They know exactly how to lift someone's mood. Mostly everyone at the hair salon was black. I went in, and tension was still flowing around me, but they somehow lifted my mood, and I was laughing and smiling throughout my trip there. They made me forget all about stone, and for a hot good minute, I felt normal again.Hannah was shocked when she saw how my hair turned out when it was straightened. It reached my mid-back, and it was full of volume and shiny. I loved it. After that, Hannah took us to get a mani and pedi. I was laughing loudly when the lady was washing my left foot. It tickled a lot. Gladly everyone joined in on my laughing spree and wasn't judging me. I wanted to get both feet washed, but I had the cast on.Later on, I was starving when we finished getting our nails done. There was this pizza place in the mall, and that's the first place I wheeled myself into.Hannah paid, and they brought all different kinds of
His hand made its way inside my pantie as he started rubbing my core. Tears dropped from my eyes as I was ashamed as I felt the wetness building, what is wrong with me? Why does my body reacts to what he's doing? He smiled evilly as if knowing what I was thinking about. He slowly pushed a finger inside me and started stroking me at a slow pace. I truly did feel sad that the pleasure was increasing, I fought to suppress my moans from escaping. His smile widened and he increased his pace as if taking my restraint as a challenge. "You belong to me, your body will do whatever I want." my mouth went wide open and I screamed in pleasure coming undone on his fingers. He pulled them out bringing them into his mouth, he licked all my juices off his fingers staring at me intensely. He smirked and pulled my hair to one side of my shoulder before leaning down next to my ears, staring at me intensely with eyes full of lust through the mirror. "Don't you ever take pills behind my back," I yelpe
I sat down next to Stone quietly in the garden as he talked business with the man in front of us. He's been dragging me to work with him for the past 3 weeks now. I hate going to work with him, especially to meetings; those people can not be humans. They talk about killing people as if it's nothing, it's so scary to think about it. The only break I get from stone is when I go to school. I used to hate going there but now that's the only place I can have some peace and see Isabel with my other friends. Isabel informed me that she was back in her father's mansion instead of Stone's. I asked her why and she told me that stone sent her back. Surprisingly she was happy about being away from stone, she said she has more freedom to do her work now, but I still don't know what job she was referring to. Stone would drop me off from school, pick me up, and go straight to his office. I was happy that he didn't take me to his office today; I'm tired of him bending me over his table and having
He kissed me forcefully and said "now you're mine" before letting me go. I did not waste another second in getting out of that place. I ran to my house and locked myself in. A week later someone came knocking at my door. I was only wearing a robe as I had just gotten out of the shower and thought it was one of my fuck buddies, Ethan, me and him made plans that night to have some fun. But when I opened the door, there he was standing right in front of me dressed in one of his suits matching the outfit I was planning on wearing that day. I remember fighting him to close the door but he got in and saw me naked as the robe untied and wasn't covering anything at all when I was trying to fight him out. The look of lust that was in his mysterious blue eyes scared me so much that I ran and hid behind my kitchen counter where all the knives were. I remember grabbing the biggest knife that I had and telling him to get out of my house or I would kill him but he just stood there laughing at me w
*Flashback*After I had spent the afternoon talking and getting to know Hailey, Stone came back and announced that Giovannie and Hailey were gonna stay with us for a couple of weeks. I was low-key excited when he said that I would be staying with Hailey while he and Giovannie go take care of some business. I've always wondered what kind of business requires them to go out of their country for, but something is telling me that it's better, I don't know. Because I know stone and anything that requires his attention doesn't always end well.It's been a week, and I've been spending the whole day with Hailey; she is such an amazing woman to be around. Giovannie doesn't deserve her; she's too good.I was surprised to find out that she was 10 weeks pregnant; I could imagine how she would look with her belly showing through the small dress she was wearing.She said that she was so happy to be pregnant, even though it's with Giovannie she loved the baby already. I'm so happy for her, I can see
"Hello.... Sierra!"Snapping my head up I was met with the professor's worried gaze."Yes?" "Are you finished with your exam?"Oh shit I forgot about that "Um no, not yet" I zoned out after reading that first question, I forgot to study for it. It's not my fault that I've been so forgetful... I blamed Stone. I looked up only to notice half of the class gone. The only people who were still in the class were Kayla, Miley, and her twin brother Micheal. They were probably still waiting for me. Moving on to the next questions I realize that I didn't know shit, the best I could do now is just guess. fuck it. After bubbling anything, I got up and handed the paper to the professor."Sierra do you mind staying back a little bit, we need to talk" he said and pointed to the seat so I can wait. "Okay, no problem." I moved back and sat on the chair, waiting to see what's so important that he wants to talk about..... After my friends handed the professor their papers, he called me up "Sier
*1 week ago* I woke up with my throat throbbing. I was back in Stone's room in my nightgown. He must've changed me after making me pass out. I slowly brought my hand up to feel the skin of my neck and winced pulling my hand away. It hurts. "I see you're awake" I froze in my place and kept my head down, not meeting his gaze. I can feel my heart hammering against my chest by the second and each time making it difficult for me to breathe. "Sierra, you better look at me when I'm talking to you" he stated calmly but the authority in his voice has me snapping my eyes up to meet his gaze, nodding my head profusely."Now, there are a few things I could mention about myself that you seem not to fucking understand. You see everything that I have and own is because of my hard work, discipline and respect. Nothing that possesses my name was given to me, I took it. I'm a man who deserves fucking respect and you my darling constantly disrespect me. You truly took my kindness to your advantage. T
A few months later Sierra POV Change, what is change? I am very familiar with the verb. It has happened all my life. I have never stayed in one place for too long; here I was for the final time moving. Moving to a new life, a new beginning, and a new setting. The background change will do me good. I needed a new place away from that house; Stone didn't mind when I talked to him about wanting a new house. He had only smiled at me, stating, "Whatever my wife wants." It took a few weeks to renovate the new house how I wanted, but ultimately, it's done. I was excited to spend some time outside in the big garden house in the backyard. I try to spend as much time outside as I can. Maybe it's because of the time I spent confined in that white room with not even a speck of sunlight. I tore my gaze from the window and looked at the back seat where my twins were fast asleep. We'd been driving for over two hours now; they were sleepy. A small smile made its way onto my lips, and I looked over
"You're all dismissed," I finally decided to end this meeting that's keeping me away from my little family for so long. They know from my tone that I am satisfied and approve of our process. I pay these people well for a reason, so I only need to work when I want a full report. It isn't surprising to say that I am the happiest man on earth. I have two loving children, a beautiful obedient wife, control, and most importantly, an empire for my family to rule over for generations to come. My eyes stayed glued on Sierra as the sound of chairs being pushed back into place echoed in the room, and soon the door closed, erasing all signs of this meeting. "Stone, you broke the poor girl. The twins should use some of your techniques on their girlfriend. I heard she's been giving them a hard time" I looked over at Jonas, who sat across from me with his eyes on me as he talked about Sierra. Seems like everyone is finding their soulmates at the moment. Good luck to them with taming their little s
I stood silently over, reading the names written on the tombstone. At least Stone was kind enough to bury them and let my dad, Avery, and Danny rest in peace. I was scared to face the three people who were the cause of the guilt eating me inside; I still feel like running away and crying in a corner whenever I think about them. The events of when Stone broke the news that he killed them still runs through my head—that was the worst day for me to be alive because of what he had put me through.For the past month that I have been released from hell, I feel like I have entered a new one, Except this one was much prettier and more luxurious. My fear of Stone has genuinely taken a toll on my body, being so close to him all the time, having to see his face when I first wake up in the morning. Everything was triggering to me.I am surviving only because of my kids, but even then, I had a hard time adjusting to suddenly seeing them, they're my babies, but I feel so distant from them. I tried
The bed is warm and soft. The scent of Stone's manly cologne invaded my senses. It was more intense than before. I wouldn't doubt he was in the room; his presence wouldn't let me forget about him, not even for a second. For the past weeks, I would wake up wrapped in his arms, where he would later proceed to fuck my brains out and make me feel complicated feelings. I felt his hand caressing my face; moments later, a pair of lips softly pressed on mine. The atmosphere around the room felt different, warm. The air didn't feel suffocating. And the bed definitely was different. It was soft and fluffy compared to the one I'd been sleeping on for the past months. My eyes fluttered open, needing to see why the atmosphere had changed. I was met with a pair of dark eyes staring back at me. My body shivered, and shocks shot up my body due to our proximity, an effect he left on me from our constant sex. My eyes scan the room, and I realize I am back in our room. I was out? Stone had finally tak
My body felt numb and alive at the same time. The tiny little specks of shock shooting throughout my body wouldn't stop. Nothing ever stops, not the pain, the pleasure, and certainly not the fear. The fear that I have of Stone is almost second nature to me. It increases with each passing second, and I get frightened that at some point, it might become all I know; I might fall into a scary world where all I feel is fear of my husband.It brings tears of sadness and a bit of joy as I recognize that I've lost myself to Stone. It makes me happy because I will no longer fantasize about my life without him- it always leads me into trouble. The thought that there could be life out there for me without him always drives me to make foolish choices in hopes of getting away from him; In the end, I get hurt, really, really bad.A life where I am utterly submissive to Stone is much better than a life where I fight for the impossible. I can't escape him. I could never get away from him. He made tha
"Not bad, I like it. I'll be expecting a real kiss next time." He walked around me and sat on the bed. "Come here" my heart drops to my ass every time he says that phrase. I never know what he thinks when he says it, but it's usually to beat the fuck out of me.I limp towards him. Careful not to put too much pressure on my bandage foot. I sat on his lap sideways, just like I always do. His arm securely wrapped around my waist, holding me close to his chest. He placed a kiss on the side of my head, the side of my face, and my neck. His lips lingered on my neck more than usual. But I felt the effects of his warm lips shooting up my core.After getting my foot hammered to the ground, things changed. I really have given up. Just the thought of running away scares me now.His lips were warm, and his soft breath blew against my skin. His proximity allowed me to feel every bit of his body warmth, and I couldn't help but notice my body leaning more into him. My fear of Stone has skyrocketed.
"Disobedience, it makes me happy Sierra, and you're going to find out why." He stated darkly, taking off his blazer. My heart thumped rapidly against my chest as I clutched the bedsheets tightly. When he started marching toward the bed where I was sitting, at first, my body froze in fear as a natural response to him. When I was finally able to scoot away, he was already right in front of me. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out handcuffs. The thought of having these cuffs around my wrist again drove me out of control, and I started kicking him as they were the only weapon I could use at the moment. I must've caught him off guard when my leg kicked him straight between his legs.He released my arms, and I rolled off under him. Dropping to the floor, I looked at the door and bolted for it.A scream tore from me as I was picked up and lifted off my feet. He roughly threw me on his shoulder, and I fought harder. "Let me go!" I screamed and trashed around, kicking my legs and thr
"Stop crying" I jumped from my seat as his deep voice commanded me darkly. I quickly wiped the tear I didn't know I had shed and looked up at him. He looks at the bowl and smiles. "I was hoping you touched it. That would have given me another reason to play with you. Looks like I'll have to wait a little longer."This is what he wants. To hurt and control my mind, for fear of him to cloud my vision and to cower at just the mere thought of him. Stone is not a regular man. I genuinely believe that he was born evil."Good to see you finally moving around. I thought I had killed you," he says nonchalantly, staring at me."Why are you doing this, Stone." I managed to ask, even though I knew his reasons. I just couldn't comprehend it. I know I'm pathetic, but why does he have to hurt me like this.He ignored my question. "I expect you to be on your knees by the foot of the bed when I walk into this room and a proper greeting from my wife." He said, casually looking at me. Why is he calling m
Time is slow. Everything around me moves in slow motion. I feel cold, like a falling leaf from its tree in autumn. My body shivered, not due to the room temperature. The room was rather warm. The weakness and loneliness I had succumbed into forced my body to shiver. As if I were walking in the middle of a snowstorm.It's striking to me how everything seems so warm at the moment, yet my body shivers. My eyes scan the room for anything that looks cozy and warm, thinking that if I keep my eyes on it, I can somehow compare its warmth to a person.I need to touch something. I wish for my legs and hands to be free. To be able to hug myself. I am afraid my hands will fall off my body if cuffed like this for even one more hour. I will no longer have an arm if the devil doesn't come to free me. I hate him and wish to be far away from him, yet I find my eyes traveling to the door every passing hour, hoping he will come and set me free.I know if he comes down here, it will be most likely to puni