Marco’s POVIs what I'm doing right?I don't know. All I know is that if I don't hold on tight, I will lose her."Boss, Harper still hasn't eaten today." I've given her some time to adjust. I arranged for her to take a leave of absence from school, avoiding any chance for Joseph to interfere.The boy’s family has an influential background, and I have no desire to kill innocents. Even though just seeing his face irritates me, my instincts tell me that killing him wouldn’t be the right solution.It would only push Harper further away."Reheat the food and leave it on the table. I'll go and talk to her." Taking off my jacket, I walked upstairs and knocked on her door.No response. I opened my phone to check the other surveillance camera feed.She was still sitting on the bed.To prevent her from contacting the outside world, I had taken her phone and all electronic devices from the room. Maybe she was just bored, or maybe she was still sulking.I pulled out the spare key from my pocket a
Harper’s POVThis time was different from the last—his s.ex was rougher. His rod, hot and as hard as iron, filled me completely, stretching me to the point of discomfort. His right hand gripped my throat while his lower body kept thrusting. The mix of suffocation and pleasure left me unable to distinguish pain from pleasure.“Mmph… mmph…”My brain was overloaded, sending signals to stop. My v.agina, which was being constantly pounded, had gone numb, and a tight, aching sensation briefly brought my mind back from the abyss of l.ust.“Mmph!”I tried to call out for help, but with my mouth gagged, no sound could come out. His right hand, thumb, and index finger pinched my c.lit, and suddenly my mind went blank, and the ceiling above me blurred into an unrecognizable mess.Marco’s POVShe passed out. I pulled myself out of her and took a moment to admire the beauty of her body.The black ball gag was still in her mouth. Drool and tears marked her innocent, beautiful face, which didn’t loo
Harper’s POVI had an IV in my arm, and the maid brought in some medication, explaining how to use it. The ointment had to be applied by wearing gloves and using my fingers to reach inside my v.agina. The thought made me feel embarrassed, but I knew I had to do it myself.I didn’t want a stranger maid to help me, nor Marco—I didn’t want to endure another humiliating situation.After she helped me eat some food, she removed the IV. I felt sweaty from lying down all day, and I wanted to get up to shower and apply the medication.I overestimated myself. As soon as I stood up, pain shot between my legs. I couldn’t keep my balance and fell hard to the floor.“Bang—” The door burst open. Marco rushed in, the door swaying from the force of his kick.“I don’t need you; I can get up myself.” I pushed his hand away.“You can get up?” His mocking tone made my face burn. He had a half-smoked cigarette hanging from his lips, and he slipped his arm around my waist to lift me.“Get away from me.” I
Evening, at Home.“Marco is back. The chef made your favorite dishes today. I’ve noticed you’ve lost some weight recently, so make sure to eat well.”For the first time, I observed this woman carefully—Harper’s mother. Unlike my own mother, she lacked elegance, but she exuded warmth, perhaps where Harper inherited her lively nature. Only when dealing with me did Harper reveal that cold, resistant side of herself.“Thank you,” I replied, and Harper’s mother exchanged a glance with my father. I pretended not to notice.After dinner, I headed to the study.“Is Harper with you?” my father asked as soon as I entered.“Is there something you need?”“Don't play dumb, Marco. Someone told me something, and your mother has been worried about Harper.”“Harper’s at Cambridge, isn’t she? I’ve been back to handle some matters and haven't kept track of her.”“Tell me the truth, Marco.” Without even lifting his eyes, he threw a file that was at hand, striking me across the forehead, causing a sharp s
Harper’s POVThis was indeed my plan. I had met the doctors Marco invited; they were well-known.In fact, many people in this villa were the same people I met when I first came to the Moretti family. Over the past few months, as my state of mind deteriorated, more tutors and companions were brought in. I knew these people were here because Marco had arranged for them. Slowly, a plan began forming in my mind.Soon, I came across that female doctor. When I pretended to be distressed and confided in her, she immediately agreed to help me.But none of this escaped Marco’s notice. I couldn’t understand him anymore—what did he really want?If he was just l.usting after my body, he wouldn’t have kept his distance for the past few months since I fainted during s.ex. But if he loved me... how could that be?He never said he loved me.I gave up pretending to sleep and sat up. "What’s the condition?" I asked.His dark eyes stared at me intently. "My condition is, you stay with me for one more we
Harper’s POVA dull ache pounded at the back of my head. I remembered Marco having me moved to a new place, and last night, when I was almost asleep, he burst in like a madman.I curved my lips; it wasn’t just my imagination. Clearly, by the end of it last night, we had both lost control.And now, what was this situation?I tried to sit up, but my wrists and ankles were bound with fine chains, making it impossible to rise. The room was dark, my heart pounded. There was no one here, but soon, the door opened.I couldn’t see what was outside the door; a faint light spilled in as it opened."Marco?" I called out tentatively.He was behaving so strangely. I used to think of him as serious, but since we’d gone to the UK and after, it had become explosive between us. Even if we weren’t fighting, there was always an air of tension.As much as I hated it, that was better than this bizarre situation.“What’s wrong with you? Why did you tie me up?”I had so many questions.Suddenly, he moved in
Harper’s POVI immediately stopped in shame, realizing that I was shamelessly indulging in s.ex.“Why did you stop?” He sat up, holding me close, and peeled off the hardened red wax stuck to my back while I was dazed.“Hiss—” It wasn't the same as when it first fell; now that it was cold, peeling it off wasn’t as painful as I thought, but it did sting a little, making my skin tingle.“I don’t want to continue. Is it over?” Actually, what I meant to ask was, "Are you done with me?"His sudden loss of control was too much for me to process. I didn't believe he would tell me what was really in his heart; this might just be something he wanted to fulfill during our one-week agreement.Though it carried humiliation, the thought of soon being able to leave made everything more bearable.As I tried to stand up, his hand gripped my waist tightly, pinning me down.“How could it be over now? You feel satisfied, but I haven't yet.”The vibrating object inside me suddenly increased in intensity,
Harper’s POVI hurried to the door and listened for a moment. It seemed like their conversation wouldn't end anytime soon, which gave me a window of opportunity.Opening the window, I felt the cold wind hit me. I glanced at my thin nightgown and tried searching through the cabinets for other clothes. Luckily, I found a shirt—not mine, but still much better than what I was wearing.I pulled on the oversized men’s shirt, and though the pants were long, I rolled them up until the cold sensation disappeared a little.The curtains were the kind I liked—pure white, long, and draping enough. I pulled down the left curtain and knotted it tightly to secure it. As for the chain on my ankle...My eyes focused on a pair of pliers lying in the corner of the cabinet. I didn't know who had left them there, but I quickly used them to cut the chain.No one outside noticed me, which was good. This was all too chaotic—none of us could face our true feelings. Last night, Marco's words weren’t something I