Chapter 5

(Emily's POV)

I sat there for a long time feeling depressed, emotionless, and scared by the quick turn of events. I didn't think this thing called life could get any worse.

I was even more unwilling to uphold it, because respecting and upholding my duties as a wife meant that I would have to share a bed with him. My body, my innocence, and my virginity were extremely important to me and I had always wanted to save myself for the one I loved.

I couldn't imagine giving myself away to a man as heartless, narcissistic, and dangerous as him when the only emotion that I had for him was hatred.

I heard a knock on the door and a group of ladies wearing maid uniforms came in.

"The King has asked you to change into this and report in his bedroom, Miss." One of the maids laid out a beautiful but extremely revealing slim black dress with long sleeves on the bed. Does he really want me to wear this? I saw a pair of black heels to match. But I refused to spare it another glance.

"I will not be spending the night in his room. Let him know that I said goodnight." I mumbled with a tone of firmly and brushed my fingers on my hair in frustration while sitting down on the bed. I don't care if he will make me his punching bag again. Why doesn't he kill me instead?

"I'm afraid you leave us with no choice but to do this, Miss." The maid shook their heads sympathetically as I stared at them in confusion.

Before I could speak, two of them were forcing my arms back as the other two hastily stripped off all my clothes.

"I hope you'll forgive us for this. We don't support this injustice, we just happen to value our lives very much." one of the maids said who was dressing me whispered as she looked into my eyes, her eyes telling a story of their own. They weren't too happy doing this to me either, they all knew in their hearts that whatever was happening to me was wrong. But they had no say in this.

Irritated by this choice of wear. It fit perfectly, what are the odds? I don't have the energy to protest any further, I let them do their job. If there was anyone whose life I wanted to make difficult, it was Dimitri.

I kept my eyes open and my senses alert as I was led toward the master's bedroom of the large mansion. A well-guarded mansion. Guard stood armed on almost every corner. How on earth can someone escape this place?

This was my first time actually seeing how gigantic the place really was and I had not been absolutely determined to memorize my way back in case I needed to escape. I am pretty sure that I've been confused by the sprawling dimly lit corridors and the numerous rooms inside this damn mansion.

"Good luck, Miss. May God be on your side." One of the maids accompanying me, grabbed my hand reassuringly and whispered into my ear, stroking my hair softly as I stared wide-eyed at the double doors in front of me.

A chill spread through my body before walking to the two front doors. I held my breath as I took the first steps. Then they walked out and closed the door behind me. The room was dark, heavy, and smelled of hate. Or maybe it was just me.

"H-Hello?" I mumbled lamely as I took a few steps forward. Good thing I wasn't really scared of the dark. I'd have a much harder time getting used to these dim lights otherwise. No one here really seemed to know the meaning of open and airy sunlit chambers.

Walking forward, I squinted trying to see what exactly lay ahead. Judging from the thin, translucent curtains covering the huge windows and the carpeted floor, I assumed it was indeed a bedroom. All I felt was an eerie discomfort.

"Come in, Emily." I was startled when I heard Dimitri's voice come out of nowhere. He is walking from somewhere and gestures his finger to the couch. I slowly walked and sat on one of the couches against his bed.

"You look gorgeous." Liar. I didn't say a word as he then continued. "I believe we had a rough start. And maybe some things aren't clear to you, but you'll learn." his devilish smile bothered me so much. "Do you have something to say?" he then asked.

"Am I allowed to say something? I'm afraid that you will hurt me again if you don't like the words coming out of my mouth." I asked in confusion.

"As long as you won't beg again for your freedom, darling. It's not good in my ears that repetitive words." he chuckled. This was all just a game to him. How can I kill this bastard? I wish I know how to use a gun.

"Can I ask a question then?" He looked at me, intrigued. Then he nodded. "Why don't you kill me, instead of torturing me? That would be easier for you to have a good time, instead of wasting your time on me." I bravely said.

"Kill you? Not now, sweetheart. I should play more with you, don't you like the word 'fun'?" he said confidently. I felt my heart pounding furiously. He strode his feet and stopped in front of me. He tilted his body on the couch and crossed his fingers. "Anything else you want to say?"

So much, there was so much more I wanted to say. "Nothing more," I said and looked down. He then grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. His eyes were so blue. I tried to stay calm. He then motioned me to stand up. Then he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. I tried pulling away but his grip just got stronger.

"Don't fight it," he whispered in my ear. His hands went up my back and to my neck. I flinched when his hand touched me at the same place where he had choked me.

"Shhh, I'm not gonna hurt you if you play nice." I closed my eyes and felt his arms touch my body and then he pulled me even closer.

"P-Please d-don't" I pleaded. He then pulled me up and placed me on his bed. He put his body on top of me so there was nowhere I could run. His hand went down my chest and stomach, then stopped between my thighs. I couldn't move with him on top of me.

"You are my wife now, Emily. You are mine. Obey or I will kill your brother, understood?" he whispered under his breath as he trails soft kisses on my neck. I can't push him. I'm afraid that he would really hurt my brother. The only family I left in this world. The only family I treasure the most.

No! I won't let him hurt my brother! I would never!

His hands roamed my waist as it was going down to my thigh. I winced when he bit and started sucking my neck. I guess his marking his property. This maniac!!

I noticed a vase on his desk and without thinking I grabbed it and threw it on his head. He jerked off me and I took the chance to run to the door. I opened it and noticed no one was guarding the hallway. I ran down and found stairs that led down to the first floor.

I had to find a way out of here.

As I run while watching my back and surrounding, a few guards saw me and started chasing after me. I ran faster than I could just to escape from this prison. I saw an open window and took the chance and jumped through it. I am waiting to land on a hard surface but thankfully, I landed on a bush. I heard the men on the window where I jerk off and I saw I was in the back garden that I saw yesterday.

"Stop her!" I heard someone call after the men. I took a run for it again and went through the garden. I heard gunshots and bent down, still running for my life. I had now broken all the rules. I reached the end of the garden and saw a forest. There was nowhere to go except in. The men were getting closer every second. I quickly took off my heels and ran inside.

I ran and ran until my lungs couldn't take anymore. Suddenly, I heard a crack, a tree branch causing my heart to hammer in fear. I froze as my whole body trembled and tried to listen if there is another sound. But I heard nothing after that. Must've been a squirrel or something.

My feet were burning and my lungs screamed for air. I stopped beside a tree to hold my body up. It was cold out here but my body was burning.

Did I succeed? I had escaped, right?

"Well done." I was startled to hear a voice. Adrenaline rushed through me as I took a run for my life again but someone grabbed my arm.

"NO!" I screamed with all mighty but a hand covered my mouth. I fought with the strength I got left but it was no use.

"Calm down, sweetie!" the voice said again. It was Dimitri.

How did he get here so fast? His grip on me got tighter. He then let go of my mouth and turned me around.

His blue eyes... He's angry. I made him angry! He shot me with a raging glare as he draws out a silver gun and point it at me. "You've broken the rules, Emily," he said in a serious tone. Oh my God!! Is this the end of me?! Will I die a virgin??

"I know, I know. Please just get it over with." I said full of hatred towards this monster in front of me as I closed my eyes waiting for him to pull the trigger. I knew I couldn't run anymore. I fell to my knees and waited for this misery to end.

"I'm not gonna kill you." I opened my eyes and saw him walking closer to me and bending down. I didn't dare back up.

"W-Why not? JUST KILL ME DIMITRI!!! I WANT YOU TO END MY MISERY!! KILL ME DIMITRI! PULL THAT GODDAMN TRIGGER OF YOURS--" he grab my face with his hands and pressed his fingers to my cheeks making me stop yelling at him.

"I told you, Emily. I won't kill you. Not now, instead, I'm gonna make you suffer. You'll see the consequences you've put to yourself." he then grabbed me and hauled me over his shoulder.

"LET GO OF ME!" I screamed and banged my hands on his back. I punch his back with all power that I have but he was like a rock. Nothing I did had any effect on him. With that, I gave up as he carried me back to the mansion without a word.

Soon I heard one of his men come running. "Sir, you got her."

Dimitri let me off his shoulder. I am fighting to let go of his hands but he held a death grip on my arm. "Yes, can you put her to sleep?" I suddenly looked at him with confusion. What is he talking about? What does he mean about put me to sleep? Is he going to drug me?

"Of course, Sir." the men grab something from his pocket and took out a cloth. What is it this time?

"No... please do--" I was cut off by the cloth pressed against my mouth. The weird scent overwhelmed me and my feet lose all the energy. I felt Dimitri's grip loosen on my arm and I fell into his arms.

Then everything went black.

***

I woke when I felt my empty stomach growl. Slowly, I opened my eyes. I am in a dark room, everything is black, and I can't see a thing. I realized that I am sitting in a chair with both hands on my back, tied up. Or to be more exact, handcuffed. The room stank of blood and sweat. I opened my eyes more to see anything rather than this darkness. I tried to loosen the handcuffs but of course, that was impossible. My wrist hurt, my head hurt, my feet hurt, and my whole body hurts like hell.

"H-Hello?" I called out. My crack voice echoed inside the room. I wonder where I am. I may be in one of his dungeons where all his prey punishes or be killed.

Why doesn't he just kill me!!! I am exhausted! I am exhausted to be his slave, a punching bag, a prisoner!! Why doesn't he just kill me? I just wanted to live a normal life but why did he choose me to do this? WHY ME?

My tears started streaming down my face as a loud whimper escaped from my mouth.

"Emily?" I gasped when a rusty voice came out of nowhere from the dark.

My eyes scanned the surroundings, making sure I am alone or not. But it is so hard to see with this darkness.

Wait...

T-hat... That voice seems familiar to me.

No...

No, it can't be.

It can't be him!!

"Emily, is that you?"

Oh my God! Steve!