Do you feel that Sarah are strongs and bold after all?
Henry’s POV. I walk into my company, head straight to the elevator, and make my way up to my office room. I chuckle as I think about Victor's plot involving Sarah. That fucking dumbass is so naive when he thinks Sarah would do anything to harm me. I bet Sarah will be here with me soon, and I'm ready to meet my lovely maid. I pick up the phone and call Daniel. "Hey, Henry," Daniel says as he answers the phone. "How is Rachel doing?" "Has she been tortured and interrogated enough?" I ask. "Damn it!" Daniel curses angrily. "She escaped." "What?" "Damn it," Daniel says again. "She escaped from custody. We have no idea how she did it, but she is on the run." My brow furrows, my mind racing with ideas. Rachel's escape could make things more difficult for me. She'd return with Victor, and she'd be the one who knew the most about our inner workings. Victor intends to use her as a powerful weapon. "Do you have any information about her whereabouts?" I ask Daniel, attempting to figure o
Sarah’s POV. I am walking on the street and feeling so lost. I pick up my phone and call my best friend, Mia. She hears that I am feeling down and comes to meet me after 30 minutes. We head to Starbucks and take a seat. "So, what do you plan to do?" she asks, her eyes wide with anxiety. "I have to find a job," I say glancing down at the table. "How about going to school?" Mia frowns, her red hair gleaming in the sunlight. "You're an excellent student. "Are you sure you want to be here without graduating?" "I have no choice." "Shit! I called the cops. But they responded in a dumb way." "My mom is in their hands, and I'm sure they're still watching me around 24 hours a day," I say, trembling, looking around. "I'm feeling completely useless right now." My eyes well up with tears as I speak. Mia instantly rushes over and tightly embraces me, giving a comforting touch. "Don’t worry. I’m here for you," she says soothingly. "And you know what? You’re not as useless as you think. Reme
Henry’s POV. I leave my company and unconsciously follow her. She looks gorgeous in the outfit and moves elegantly on the high heel. I want her even more now that I've seen her wonderful boobs. It appears to be a perfect fit for my hand. As an annoying street singer's voice ruins my mood, Jack appears beside her in an unusual way. That baton ought to be dying to fuck her. I can see everything in his eyes when he stares at her. Damn it! After watching Jack kiss Sarah repeatedly on the street, I punched him in the face. The cops arrived fast, and we're in custody while Sarah glances at me from outside as she has a deposition in an hour. "Master, it's not like you," Jack says. "Fuck you!" I roar. "How Can You Get In Touch With Sarah?" "I thought you'd given up on her," Jack says, rubbing his bloodied mouth. "Don't even think about that," I shout. "She's MINE." I can feel my rage rising within me. How could Jack say such a thing about Sarah? She's not some object he can claim simpl
Sarah’s POV"Goodbye, Sarah." The words from Henry feel foreign in my ear, but I don't have to play along. I quickly turn back and rush towards the black car.As I walk briskly, I can't shake off the unease that settles within me. I glance back at Henry and then look at the car. I have managed to keep myself away from them, but I cannot; I have to keep my puppet role, which Victor surely notices, and I fear the sneaky eyes that always stay on my back.I reach Victor's side as I get in the car, my breath slightly ragged from the hurried pace. His piercing glance meets mine, and his eyes are filled with wonder and distrust."What's the rush?" he asks, his voice tinged with anger.I ignore his question and fix my gaze on my feet. "Nothing."I feel the weight of his attention grow heavier, and I know I won't be able to avoid it for long. Victor is a master manipulator who is constantly one step ahead of me, and I can't afford to make a mistake. My heart is racing as I try to collect my tho
I hear the sound of the high heel while watching a silly sitcom on TV, and I know Jessica is on her way to my room. I threw a lifeless glance at her before returning my attention to the television."Good day, Henry." "I'm here to help you." She begins to remove her clothes, exposing her stunning body.She has beautiful blue eyes and blonde hair, and her body shape is flawless, as if sculpted by the sculptor. I have no idea why I called this stupid woman to my room. She has been faithful to me for a long time and is typically the one that comes to ease my cum.I look at her without excitement, which makes her a little nervous. I take out my phone and show her a picture of Sarah. I know this is really rude when I demand someone be another. But this woman is willing to do anything for me, and she just wants me to fuck her. She's so thirsty that she reveals everything in her lusty face as her nipple becomes harder simply because I stare at it for a while."Fuck me," she begs, kneeling in f
Sarah’s POV. As Agatha's cane makes contact with my head, I wince in pain. The room grows silent, and I can see the other maids' eyes fill with sympathy for me. As Jack comes to my side, his face changes from joy to concern. "Agatha, what are you doing?" He frowns, his voice loaded with rage and concern. Agatha lifts an eyebrow and looks at me with contempt. "Would you dare to question my methods, girl? "You should figure out where you fit in here." I rub my throbbing head, holding back tears of physical and humiliating pain. "I apologize, Agatha. I didn't mean to offend you. I was only curious about the clothing arrangements." Agatha's icy gaze softens slightly, but her tone remains sharp. "Curiosity is not an excuse for insolence. You will wear what is provided, and you will do so without complaint. Now, go and change." I turn and make my way to the changing room with a heavy heart, the weight of the cane's blow still lingering as I wonder what I've gotten myself into. Will I
Henry’s POV. Someone knocks on the door, which irritates me because I wake up when the sun beams in my eyes. I look at the door and then press my brows together. I'm suffering from a headache as a result of the alcohol I drank yesterday. But then I hear the familiar voice, and my heart immediately melts. Sarah? Ah, Sarah starts working at my house today. How could I forget? Oh, fuck me sideways; my head is so heavy. My heart is beating with worry as Jessica wakes up after me. I intend to close her mouth before she tells Sarah what happened yesterday, as I can see upset in her eyes, and I know Sarah would hit me in the face if she didn't work here. As she leaves the room, I turn to Jessica and say it forcefully, my voice high. "Leave now, Jess." Don't make me lose patience." Jessica pouts as she grips my neck, evidently annoyed. "I don't care if you punish me; I'll stay no matter what." I groan, attempting to keep my cool as I shove her away. "Sure, go fuck yourself." Jessica slo
Sarah’s POV. Holy crap! What drives me to enter this perilous world? I grumble but still curious about what's going on. I quietly follow Henry's steps till the girl appears from nowhere, cuddling behind Henry; my hands cover my mouth as my heart crumbles. Henry, you’re actually a lady-killer. “Alice?” He asks calmly, untying her hands from his upper body. Alice's laughter fills the room and chills me to the bone. "Oh, Henry, I thought you'd be happy when I came back without injury." The lady has long brown curly hair and an appealing face with morden make-up. She's rather tall, and in her high heel, she's even taller than Henry. She carries a sniper rifle on her shoulder and looks at Henry with flirtatious green eyes. "Glad to see you," Henry says pensively, his voice brimming with rage as he gazes at a magnificent ceramic vase broken on the floor. "But there's no need to do this childish act." Alice takes a step closer, her voice full of delight. "This is my hello to you." He
Henry’s POV The snow is still falling even though today is the end of the year. I get into the car, and Jack drives me to the Starlight Sands Casino. This is the biggest deal of the year, so I have to go by myself. If I can sign this contract, my company will be able to trade on the Silk Road in the Asia Pacific region. So I need to win the game to sign the contract. This rule has been in effect for one hundred years. According to the initial arrangement, I can only bring one man along. So I went with Jack, as usual. In the car, I stare at Sarah through my phone. She appears dejected in front of the Chanel store. Does she want to purchase those clothes? I frown, looking at her for a while. I suppose she might go to meet Victor and report everything about me to him but not. As she moves, I put my phone in my pocket because we've arrived at the casino. "Here we are!" Jack raises his voice. As I walk out of the car, the chilly air brushes my skin, and snowflakes fall around me
Sarah’s POV. I frown as I see that the bullet leaps from the trigger appear weird. It's more like a syringe piercing into his flesh. After all, he rolls his eyes and gradually goes into a dead faint. Mrs. Lincoln presses the red button on his wheelchair, causing the system to shut off. All his wolf-likeness becomes normal again and they don’t remember why they’re here in the first place. I unlock the tie for Henry, and his eyes lock on mine. He always acts like this. Like an asshole and professional playboy. Give me hope, then leave it at that. But I understand it. Because we’re in a different world. Perhaps one day I will gain my strength to tell him the truth that I need his help to save my mother. Still, I don’t know how to do it. Because I don’t know who I am in his heart. I’m his employee, I suppose. And that’s all. We return from combat. At last, I return to my room and lie on my cozy bed. I grab my go-to pajama top and head to the restroom. The poisoned story runs throu
Henry’s POV. My heart skips a beat when I see Sarah. She is alive. She's still alive. Despite having my body restrained, I aim to get closer to her. I'd like to touch her. I want to make sure that this is not a dream. One buff man kicks my knee, forcing me to fall down to the ground. "Stay the fuck here, you son of the bitch," he rips out a growl. My mother stands in front of me, her face mute. As I look around, I realize this is the lab room for some shady research. Sarah looks at me, her eyes widening. Her body shivers as I scan her from head to toe. The cuts on her body are bleeding. And I feel as if the world is crumbling beneath my feet. What kind of feeling is this? It makes me choke. The feeling of being useless. "You…" Erik says, and his pupils widen in surprise. He moves closer to my mother in his wheelchair. Little by little. He recognizes something. I’m not sure about what’s wrong with him. But the way he stares at my mom is quite odd. As if they knew each ot
Sarah’s POV. "Henry! Henry! Come on over here! I say, gesturing beneath the table. Henry rushes towards my side. With his hair falling over his ears and his gloomy eyes are staring at me, he appears to be thirteen years old. He crawls down to the table, and I cover him with the table sheet. Wait, wait, wait. What's happening? Where am I now? These are memories from my childhood. But how? How did I return back at that time? I stare at my palms and ponder. Did I have time travel? My parents were never at home when I was a kid. And Henry always comes to my parent's house to hide his dad. I glance at the furnishings, and indeed, it is. All the old things remain the same. Everything is quite minimal and rusted. The doorbell shouts crazily, as usual, Mr. Lincoln - Henry's father is the one who smashes the button. Saying “I’m coming” then I open the door. In the elegant suit, he was drunk. His burned eyes meet mine when I’m busy thinking about how he ends up being a loser like this.
Henry’s POV. Sarah! I need to protect you at all costs. I take a look at her, who stands frozen beside me like a snowman. Despite knowing how dangerous this man is, I’ll kill him anyway. There is no mercy for the crazy ones. And there is no mercy for the one who hurts Sarah. My mind drives me to keep my promise to myself that I will never allow myself to fall in love with her. But I shake my head twice to convince myself that it’s because Sarah is my employee, so it’s my duty to protect my people. The man laughs in savage, cutting through the air after he takes the button on his chair. There are so many gun points facing me from the wall, surrounding us on all sides, stopping me from escaping. Fuck it! I embrace Sarah into my arms, covering her from the gunfire shooting at us. I have my bulletproof vest inside my suit, so I’m okay with the bullet rain. I just worry that Sarah will be hurt because of my actions. “Sarah?” I whisper, “Don’t worry, I’m here.” I take Sarah on, and we
Sarah’s POV. He touches my pussy, making me blush with delight. I don't care what happens now; my head is racing and I want him even more. I reach my hand into his shirt, caressing his hard skin, and every cell in my body melts. We both begin to breathe faster. I know he wants me too. As he let out the breath into my ears, the heat ran over me from head to toe. When I move my hand to touch his dick, something strange happens to my stomach. Oh, crap! It hurts. I clench my teeth in pain because it feels like a thousand arrows are piercing my stomach. Fuck it! Why this time? “Are you okay?” Henry asks me, his eyes wide in the dark as he touches my shoulder lightly. I take a step back and shake my head at his concerns. I check inside the underwear, and I realize the liquids hang on my fingers. No way! “What’s wrong, Sarah? Are you sick?” Henry asks me again, getting closer to me. I look around nervously to remind myself that so many people are watching us. I cannot say it out lo
Henry’s POV. Drip-drop. Drip-drop. Drip-drop. The drop of water falls into the puddle, covering the space in death. The howls consume my thoughts, and my head aches like stone. Where am I? I find myself walking through the dark woods, witnessing so many wolves devouring one body. Who is he? As I come closer, the wolf pack howls and is ready to attack. Someone appears behind the dark smoke, laughing aloud, and directs the wolves racing at me. My heart is beating and my body is drying when I see a corpse dressed in Sarah's clothes. Sarah? When I gather the power to fight the wolves, my eyes roll as my pupils narrow, causing me to shape my fists. The man sits in his wheelchair, smoking a cigar, while watching his wolf. He wears a fedora, and his suit seems like it came from an 80s movie. He has a weird look. I'm looking him in the eyes after slaying all of his wolves. I know this guy. He's one of the city's most dangerous criminals. He broke every norm in the mafia world, and bo
Sarah’s POV. "I'm going to perform today." Because my voice is strong, the manager gave me this opportunity." She stands tall, her voice full of pride. "Wow, I'm so envious," I joke before Mila enters the stage on her high heel. The band on stage prepares for Mila to play as she approaches the stage. "Why are you still here, Sarah?" my manager Amanda asks, smiling. "I beg your pardon?" I turn back to her, surprised. "Oh, don't you know anything yet?" When she tilts her head, her earrings flutter, and she smooths her hair. With my sparkling eyes, I look at her from head to toe. She wears a stunning golden glitter gown, and her make-up is fit for a fairy queen. What exactly is going on? Why do people dress up as if they have the right to be there? "What do I need to know, Miss Amanda?" I inquire, confused, as the crowd chitchats with each other, blending with Mila's pure voice. She performs a classic song, causing the mood to slow down. Miss Amanda chuckles and looks me in the e
Henry’s POV.I stay alone in my room, staring at the gift box in my hand. When I recall her face at the time, my lips widen into a smile. It's quite entertaining to tease that woman. She’s totally falling for me. The snow is falling outside the window, and my heart got a little warmer after I met Sarah.It has been a long time.As I unwrap the box and notice what she gave me, my mouth widens. Holy shit! What’s this fucking weird thing?I'm holding an odd item that appears to look like some aliens have been sent to me from outside the Earth. The stitches are sewn overlappingly and in no particular order. And what is it? She decorates the hat center with some shapes. Strawberry? No, no, perhaps that's an apple. Jeez, I don't know.A knock on the door disturbs me, and someone says, "Master, it's me, Jack." "May I go in?"I shake my head, attempting to cool down, and say, "Come on in." The door opens, revealing Jack's curious expression as he steps into the room."Hey, Henry. What's up?" J