"That fire happened the day before we found you, Abby. Rumors were going around that it had something to do with some gangs-""not gangs silly, Mafia's," Avery corrected him quickly, causing me to laugh."Honestly, I can't believe mafias exist; I thought it only happened in the movies," I said in confusion."Yeah, we're safe here from the outside world.""Is there like history about this town? Because I see a lot of diversity here," I wanted to know why we were so hidden here when people were from all different races."no, I think it's a coincidence; if you stumbled here, you could choose to stay or leave," Danny said, grabbing his chef hat."I can't believe you're gonna do a night shift again," Avery said, glaring at him."you're acting like I'll be gone forever. and Abby, he's going to take you to your interview tomorrow, okay?""Okay, boss," he smiled, waved us goodbye, and left the house."Lovely, sleep with me tonight," Avery said, looking at me pleadingly."Sure, scaredy-cat," I
I will never forget that day when we decided to get drunk and reckless one night and ended up getting kidnapped. Our kidnappers had called Mr. Armsberg and demanded ransom, all he said was that he doesn't negotiate with anyone and they can do as they please with us since we were the ones who got ourselves in that mess. That was the day that I realized that nothing can ever break Stone. I was scared shitless, but can you blame me? we were 14 years old. I remember begging the kidnappers to let us go like a fucking pussy and we would give them the money ourselves, but it didn't work, rather we got beaten for begging. we spent 5 days in that horrible basement, getting whipped, Stomped on, and beaten by different people each day, they treated us like we were some type of punching bag for them to train with.On the fifth day when I got a tooth knocked out of my mouth, Stone said enough and we planned to beat up the guys one by one as they enter the basement, and that's exactly what we did, o
Looking up at the clock, I noticed that it was already 10 am. I should probably get up now before I fall back asleep. Once my head hits these pillows, I will for sure fall asleep almost instantly.I quickly got up and made my way to the bathroom. Taking a nice warm heated shower always calms my body down and makes me feel energetic in the morning but as I felt the warm water hitting my skin and some getting inside my mouth I couldn't help but start craving ice cubes. Maybe some ice water would do me some justice to calm down my thirsty self...."Avery, let's go," I yelled, getting in the car."I don't know how I ended up falling in love with this man. It's always something with him. He's always late, yet he complains when others do the same," Danny said, shaking his head as he again honked the car, causing me to chuckle. Soon after, I saw Avery running out of the house with his hands full of beach essentials. He has a big hat, two beach balls, and a big basket in his hands. "You know
I sat down on the balcony gazing forward at the sky as the sunset. It's so pretty today, a pale tint of orange mixed with a light shade of pink. Simple things like watching the sunset by myself, going to the beach, having a picnic, and taking a night walk or a morning walk alone make me happy. I just love the feeling of being alone, just me and my babies. Not having anyone breathing behind my neck, or telling me shit is too dangerous for me to do makes me feel at peace.It looks like my body knows things that my mind doesn't because why would simple things like that make me feel so happy and free? It's been a few months and I still don't know anything about myself. It seems like my memories aren't coming back anytime soon, or maybe never. But at this point, I don't care, I've been accustomed to this life with Avery and Danny. Nothing ever goes wrong over here, other than me and Avery fighting for food. Because he thinks he can just walk up and grab my food when he has already finished
Thank god this man was quick enough to catch me on time. I slowly raised my eyes from my savior's chest and up to his face. I was Met by a tall dark-haired man who was dressed in an all-black suit. Why is he wearing a suit? it's kind of hot here. I guess mans not hot for real. I chuckle in my head at the silly joke I made. My giggle seemed to catch his attention because he immediately reached forward and moved my curly hair that was covering half my face away and revealing my face to him. I stare up at the man's green eyes to see shock written all over it.Why does he seem shocked? And damn it's so rude to touch a person's hair without their permission, if it was any other day I would most likely scoled him for doing that, but I'm not in the mood for that today. I continue staring at him with a weird expression on my face as he just stood there staring down at me. "Um, thank you for catching me, and are you okay?" I said and taking a step back and removing myself from his hands. he slo
I blinked my eyes open to wake up from my sleep and instantly, yesterday's memories flooded my head. Danny and Avery are gone. I started crying and looking around the room, I was laying down on a big fluffy king-size bed in a spacious white-colored room.Where am I?I quickly stood up and was shocked as I looked in a big mirror in front of the bed and found myself dressed up in a beautiful long white wedding dress with my makeup and hair done beautifully. I looked beautiful, what the fuck. I stare at myself in disgust as it didn't take a genius to know that I was going to be forced into a marriage. I would say over my dead body but, I'm pregnant, and that's a risk I am not willing to take. I know that sadly I will follow their orders because I don't want my babies hurt.What kind of sick individual would want to do something like this to another? just then the door was slammed open and my heart constricted as I saw the same scary man from before, he was the most beautiful man I have ev
"Do you have trouble speaking? I'll help you talk my love, there must be something stuck in your throat?" He said shoving the gun deeper, by now the base of his pistol was pressed down against my lips as I choked loudly. I screamed and jumped in fright as he pulled the trigger. Nothing, No bullets were fired. The force of the gun shook my whole body.I gargled and shook my head no repeatedly, but he wasn't satisfied. he squeezed my throat and completely blocked my airway. By now I started panicking more as I could no longer breathe, what does he want me to say?? please just stop this. "I merry gyou" I somehow managed to gargle those words out hoping he hears them. My mouth tastes like metal and I could taste blood as well, the force of the gun being shoved down my throat scratched the inside of my mouth."What was that?" he said with an evil smile showing all of his teeth, "look at that, your larynx works, I was beginning to think that I needed to take extreme measures to make a few ad
My dad explained how I had gotten in Stone's hold. He told me how he drove us here a year ago and turned his back on me. I forgive him, whatever happened to me was not his fault, and I can not blame one's actions on another.I rubbed my big round belly and almost chuckled as my twins started kicking. Five more weeks left, and they will be here. I am excited and frightened. Frightened of the world I will be bringing them onto, but excited about meeting and raising them to be great human beings.My twins are the ones who have been keeping my mind sane. They are the ones who are pushing me to fight the dark hole that tries to consume me. Countless times, I wanted to cry and scream my frustration at my Stone, but the thoughts of my babies stopped me.I looked up and stopped dead in my track. There. At the end of the staircase, Stone stood dressed in his black two-piece suit with a black jacket draped around his arm. The black ink marked permanently on his skin— my name— peaks out from his
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