Back then, I thought the world was big. It’s so big that I can't reach the stars and the sky; they can all be reached just by my eyes. It seems that everything I think is impossible; everything is so far beyond the reach of the mind and not of one's own ability.
I watched the tall skyscrapers rush to reach the sky. The city is well lit, but my heart is still stuck in this black hole.”Ms. Hampton.”I stopped thinking when my driver called me. I looked at him and he stared at me from the rear mirror. Has he been calling me? I seem to have lost myself for a while."Yes?""Mr. Anderson called. He’s asking for you, he’s waiting for you for dinner. ”I gritted my teeth as I heard that name. It’s been months now, but I’m still full of anger and disgust. I let out a deep breath. If he wasn't one of his men, I would have uttered an insulting word about him now."Tell him, I'm on my way home," I simply said."Shall I also tell him where you went today?" the driver asked.My brows furrowed. My heart thumped in chaos, but I made sure he wouldn't notice that. I saw him glance at me again.”Of course. No need to ask for my permission, Sibal. He’s your boss,” I uttered in a monotone voice.He just nodded lightly. Of course, I'm not a fool to just give him the smooth railway. He knew anything about me, including my day-to-day whereabouts. So I’m sure he definitely knows about my meeting with Angelo today.That's why as soon as the elevator opened, I immediately saw his angry face. I remained stoned face as my heels clacked along the hallway of his pad. Fire almost came out of his nose as he stopped in front of me.“Where have you been?” he asked with restraint.I smirked, “Didn’t Sibal tell you? It's impossible for you to not know. ””I’m waiting for you here for this goddamn dinner, which I told you this fucking morning! Only for me to find out that you’re out with that mother fucker!? ”I saw his fist clenched to his sides. Veins popped out in his arms as he did that. He’s mad, and I’m making fun of it.
"Didn't I tell you not to meet that man!?" He burst out.My lips protruded as I looked at him with amusement in my eyes."I'm sorry, mister. You're not the boss of me," I said this sarcastically.I stepped so that I could leave him, but before I could even do that, he grabbed my wrist to stop me. I gasped. I gripped my handbag tightly and remained calm, even though he was about to burst into rage.“I own you, Emma. You are fucking mine. Only mine,” he said emphatically.His warm breath smells like whiskey; it hits my face getting colder now. I shifted my position and brought my palm into his rough jaw, feeling the spikes in his stubble."You own my body, not me Elijah." I whispered and kissed the side of his lips.I lost hold of him because he seemed to be weakening, but he recovered quickly.
"Ahh!" I screamed when I felt the hard and cold concrete on my back.He pinned me in there and pressed his body into mine.”What about what happened to us last night? This morning? I thought we were okay, huh!? ”I groaned when his grip tightened.“Oh! Don’t be such a pussy, Elijah! We just fucked! Why are you making this a big deal huh!? ”"Just fuck !?" He turned to me intensely.
"Bullshit!" He shouted and let go of me.
He lost his grip on me and I breathed fast as I stared at his shoulder that was rapidly rising and falling. He brushed his hair with his fingers and proceeded to palm his face, dumbfounded.”After all what I’ve said to you last night !? I call bullshit on that, Emma! ”I smirked and did not bother to fix my skirt. Soon that smirk became a chuckle and a faint laugh. He stared at me like I’m some sort of a puzzle he couldn’t understand."You are such a fool, Elijah." I chuckled.His brows furrowed. I stepped forward so I could be near him again."On the sixteenth day of September, the day that I made my plan… I told you I'll make you pay for this." I uttered with no mercy.
His eyes blinked as he’s trying to understand me.“I'm not sold on you, mister. But you called for a war in exchange for those millions. ” I again explained."What?" he asked, confused.I reached for the papers inside my bag and threw it on his face. The papers flew everywhere, and all he could do was watch those papers fall onto the cold floor of his pad.”You think you brought me? Then I guess you’re paying now. ”
I smirked.
The elevator tinged and men in uniforms got in to get him. He looked at me, confused with pain in his eyes.This game is over now. Fooling the CEO is a success plan."You son of a bitch!" My father shouted.His palm went into my cheeks and that sent me a headache right away. I sat down in extreme weakness. He's been beating me for a few minutes now, so it's no wonder I feel this way now.Depressed, I fell to the floor and I immediately felt the blood flow in my nose. It is my seventeenth birthday today. He was so mad at me because I told him I was going to the city to buy a book or porcelain as a gift for myself, but he just got angry.It's my fault too. I insisted, even though I knew it was forbidden.”What did I fucking tell you, Emma? You are not allowed to go out! The authorities might see you! ”I gasped for breath, trying to stay upright, but I was too weak to do that."S-sorry papa, I just want to buy a book for—Ahh!"I screamed in pain when he grabbed my hair to make me face him. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at his fac
That’s just one of the years in my life where suffering seems to be just a typical state for me.I can’t help but to recall my last birthday. Looking at the scars on my arms brought me back to these painful happenings. Now, with the same date and new year, I look back and find myself so weak and pitiful.I cried, but no one seemed to hear me. I've been crying all my life, but no one wants to help me. And with all those painful events that had happened, the only thing on my mind was that I was the only one capable of helping myself. Like in the books with the princess who waits for their kryptonite, I wouldn’t do that. I am my own hero. If no one can help me then I’ll stand for myself. I’ll do whatever it takes to save myself from drowning.I stared at my father, who was drunk and lying on the bed. If last year he hadn’t let me out, now he can’t do anything because with the amount of alcohol he drank, he definitel
Both of their eyes landed on me. I felt the coldness crawl down my spine."Emma!" My father called me.But that’s not what I had in mind. The man's deep, cold eyes were the only ones that caught my attention. He’s wearing a white dress shirt with a loose tie around his neck. A sparkling watch is on his wrist, and his black shoes are well shined. He looked so out of place. Our dirty and small house was not enough for him."My daughter is here, sir. Come here, Emma! ” Father approached me.And if he hadn't grabbed my arm, I wouldn't have taken my gaze away from the man in the living room. I gulped and blinked like I just woke up in a deep thought."Where did you go, huh?" Father whispered to me.I felt the tightness of his grip. I whimpered lightly because of that."I-I…"I had nothing to say. It was not part of my plans. I expected him to be asleep when I went home, but here h
"Eat."I was dumbfounded by the food served in front of me. I watched him sit in front of me. I don’t know where I am, but my tears just keep flowing. My mind is raging with so much anger. I wanted to throw in his face the food served to me by someone. The food looks expensive, but I don’t have the appetite. My reaction was blank as I struggled to process everything.A while ago I’m still at our house, begging my father to spare me, and now I’m here. I guess that’s what it costs me, huh? Fifty million for a lifetime sex slave is something that my father can’t let go. That’s a lot."Papa please no!" I begged my father as he signed onto a paper that the man had given him.My father didn’t even give me a glance. He just signed the papers with an evil smile on his face. And soon after he did that, a cold slash of cheques was given to him right away after he signed all of it.I look at the
I am disgusted with him. That’s all I have to feel. I am not angry because anger is too hollow. Anger, it’s just an in denial term of sadness, and he doesn't deserve that.”This is where I live, and you’ll be living here from now on.” he said.His tone is conversational and almost casual. I didn’t even look at him when he spoke to me. I just felt his stares at me, like he’s estimating my every movement and reaction. And just when I knew he wanted that from me I remained silent and stoned.I roamed my eyes in every corner that I see. Wealth. That’s what this place is screaming about. The large glass walls give a view of the well-lighted city. Most of the furniture is in the shade of black, gray and any other dark tones. Even the high class looking flooring can’t be seen with any hint of dust and dirt.I can’t help but to be amazed. For years that men had been paying me for them to us
I cried the whole night. The comfortable and large bed ain’t enough to comfort my agony. I stopped when it’s almost three in the morning. That’s what the clock says. I felt so empty and worn out that my tears didn’t come anymore.Looking at the bangle that’s on my wrist, I contemplated things. I tried so hard to remove it on my wrist, but I failed. Irritation grew more inside of me thinking that he had put something on me that couldn't be removed without his control. I saw a screwdriver-like thing. I’m sure that’s the only way to remove this.I can’t do anything but just look at the city lights. Funny how I am so free in here without anyone eyeing me in this room, Yet I felt so tangled. So suffocating. I don’t know what type of set-up we have. But thinking about how he bought me and even gave me my own room gives me an idea.So will he just fuck me from time to time? When he fe
At the entrance of the building where he lives, a clean and sleek black car is waiting. I stretched my neck more to see the surroundings because men in black are just everywhere. A bald man in uniform is standing at the side of the car which this ‘Mr. Anderson’ approached. I stopped some meters away. I saw the man handed him the key and his lips moved lightly like he just said something. The bald man in uniform just nodded. I scanned the place and saw more men. I find it weird that he’s this heavily guarded. Like as if this man deserves to live. Well, money will indeed keep you breathing. Look at him, for sure if he's not rich the world would not care about him. He’s evil and vain. “Emma.” He got my attention. I saw him holding the car’s door wide open. I pursed my lips and held the hem of my dress while walking into his direction because of how strong the wind was. Our cold eyes met for some seconds before he closed the
For the short period of time that I’ve been with him. All I can say is that he’s always on the phone. For the whole time that we’re eating our meal, he picks up an unending number of calls.”I’ll call you later.” his favorite line so far.I just stayed silent as I ate the food that’s being served on us. I badly want to avoid looking at him and having any conversation.”Yes. Shop for her clothes and…” he said while he talks to this ‘one’ call.”What else do you need?” he asked me. My eyes widened a little. I blinked because I don’t know why he’s suddenly asking me.”Do you need anything? Except for clothes and other amenities.” he continued.I timidly shook my head. He just looked at me and continued talking to the caller. I just listened to him until he’s done.A well groomed woman suddenly came out of nowhere and walked into his side.”Mr. Lee has arrived already.” she informed him.He shifted on his seat and his forehe