"You can't hide anything from me, you know," his mother states. "I'm your mother, and I can see that you feel something for her, something you've never felt for anyone else."Alice leaves without a word, his mother's observations weighing heavily on his mind."I may have made a mistake by involving that girl. Perhaps she doesn't deserve to be protected by someone like him. If fate brings them together, I'll leave it to destiny to decide. It's hard to coexist with Alice," His mother sighs, thinking.In his office, Alice's anger intensifies as he begins hurling objects around. His previously injured hand, tended by Alisha, starts bleeding once more.Sitting on the office floor, Alice contemplates his feelings. "I want her. I want her in my life. That foolish girl has made me fall for her."He questions himself, "Do I love her? No, Alice, what's happening to you? Why have you fallen for someone so half-minded?"Closing his eyes, he reflects, "It's only been three hours since she left, bu
On another side .Alisha walked back to her orphanage, her steps heavy with the weight of the night's events. After a 30-minute walk, she arrived at the familiar gates.Mary, the caretaker, rushed to Alisha, enveloping her in a warm embrace. "Where were you all night, Alisha? You have no idea how worried I was."Alisha held Mary tightly, tears welling in her eyes. She couldn't find words to explain the turmoil inside her.Mary gently led Alisha to the sofa, where she lay down with her head on Mary's lap. Mary tenderly stroked her cheeks, urging her to share what had happened.Alisha recounted the entire ordeal, leaving Mary in disbelief. "He killed Lucky?" "Who ?"Mary gasped in shock."A guy whose house I was in the whole night ", Alisha while crying explained the whole situation.Alisha continued to cry, and Mary comforted her. "Don't worry, dear. God will make him pay for his sins. You need not fear.""Mother, he killed Lucky, and I saw it happen, "Alisha whispered.Mary reassured h
In the morning, as the sun gently peeked through the curtains, Alice stirred from his slumber. His eyes fluttered open, and he immediately noticed the wounded hand resting by his side. A pang of pain shot through his injured hand, but he found solace in the thought that soon his angel would be by his side, soothing not only his physical pain but also the ache in his heart."Mine," he whispered softly, his voice filled with longing. "Mine to ruin, mine to soothe, just mine to do whatever I desire." With these words, he rose from his bed and began his morning routine.Making his way to the dining table, Alice took a seat, his mother already seated across from him. She looked at him with concern in her eyes and spoke gently, "Alice, my dear, let that poor soul be. She is not meant for you and your cruel world."A surge of anger welled up within Alice, causing his eyes to turn red. He retorted fiercely, "Mom, she is meant for me, and even if she isn't, I will make her mine forever, no matt
As Alice reached the beach he got down from his car and he noticed Alisha surrounded by children, hugging and comforting her. Alice's anger flared up at the sight. "How dare they touch her? How can these children have the audacity to be close to her?" he thought, his possessiveness intensifying.Alisha who was still crying, her knees injured from the fall. Alice's anger grew even stronger seeing her. "How can she be so careless? She is mine to protect, she has no right to hurt herself like this. I need to do something about her clumsiness," he thought, his frustration mounting.Alice approached the group of children and Alisha, his voice filled with authority. "Move," he commanded, causing everyone to turn their attention towards him. Alisha's eyes widened in shock at the sight of him."You murderer, why are you here? You killed my Lucky. What do you want now?" Alisha exclaimed, her voice filled with anger and pain.Alice's anger flared up even more at the mention of "lucky." With a sm
The car came to a halt in front of a magnificent mansion. Alice stepped out of the vehicle and swiftly made his way to Alisha's side, lifting her up in a tender, bridal embrace. Alisha, still shaken by the events that had transpired in the car and the harshness of Alice's words, make her remain silent, not daring to utter a word.Alice carried Alisha into the grand mansion, where the sight of him carrying her like a princess left the servants in awe and disbelief. Without saying a word, Alice proceeded to his room, gently placing Alisha on the bed. He retrieved a first aid kit from the cupboard and sat down beside her."Give me your leg," Alice said softly, "I'm going to dress your knees."Alisha hesitated, replying, "No, I don't want you to."Upon hearing her response, anger welled up within Alice, but he firmly took hold of Alisha's leg and began dressing her injured knee. Once he finished, he spoke to her in a menacing tone, "Never think of defying me, angel. If I can tend to your i
"Come in," The lady doctor entered the room. Alice, in an angry tone, said to her, "Why are you late? Hurry up and check." The doctor replied, "Yes," and requested, "Please leave, sir. I need to examine her thoroughly." "No! Check in front of me," Alice retorted.The lady doctor was taken aback by the possessiveness in his eyes and words. Reluctantly, she began the examination in front of Alice, who watched her every move, fearing any harm that might come to Alisha.After the examination, the doctor informed Alice, "Sir, Miss Alisha had an asthma attack due to stress and other factors. She also has marks on her cheeks." Alice recalled the incident when he had kissed her and then scared her . Shaking off his thoughts, he coldly instructed the doctor, "Just prescribe the necessary medications and leave." The doctor, feeling intimidated, quickly wrote the prescription and provided him with the details before leaving.Alice called a servant and ordered him to bring all the prescribed
Alice carried Alisha outside his room, radiating a dominating aura .Alisha, however, felt a sense of unease due to Alice's behaviour. She didn't want to be the cause of anyone's harm. The sight of Alice holding her, as he despised touching girls, left the servants in shock. It was the first time they had seen Alice show any affection towards someone."What are you all staring at? Dinner is ready," Alice noticed their astonishment and bellowed.The servants nodded nervously and quickly left the room, driven by fear.Alice sat down on his chair, gently placing Alisha on his lap, noticing her trembling from his earlier outburst, "Angel, there's no need to be afraid. As long as you behave as I desire, I won't harm you. Just don't make me angry, and everything will be fine." Alisha remained silent, not responding to his words, scared for her life.Alice slipped his hand under Alisha's T-shirt and forcefully pinched her thigh. Alisha let out a slight cry and pleaded, "It hurts, please st
Alisha glanced at the scattered glasses, and tears welled up in her eyes as she walked over them. When a piece of glass pierced her foot, she let out a scream, "Ah! Ah!"Alice watched as blood oozed from Alisha's wounded feet. Alisha's mother, overwhelmed with guilt for not helping her, observed the pain Alisha was in.Alisha stepped on more glass pieces, causing her to cry out in pain. Alice rushed to her side, picked her up, and gently placed her on his lap. He urgently called out, "Quick, bring the first aid kit!"A servant promptly arrived with the kit, and after administering first aid, left the room. Alisha sobbed like a baby, her cheeks flushed and her eyes swollen from crying.Alice carefully placed her to a nearby chair and knelt down to clean and dress her wounds. Alisha winced in pain as the medicine stung her feet.Once Alice finished dressing both of her feet, he placed her back on his lap. Alisha rested her head on his chest, continuing to cry. Alice comforted her by ge
Alisha raised her head, her doe-sized eyes filled with terror and innocence simultaneously, met his gaze.Shock etched on her face as she struggled to decipher his words, aware they carried more weight than they seemed.“I said stand up, sweetheart. Did you hear me?” Alice commanded, one eyebrow raised, jaw clenched.Too weak from standing too long, Alisha felt immobilised.It wasn't just fatigue, but fear rendering her unable to move; the metallic tang of blood assaulting her senses, the dampness on her neck and feet screaming of the dire situation.Summoning all her strength, she rose, keeping her gaze fixed on him, knowing any shift would only provoke him further.“You know what you've done wrong?” Alice's voice, cold as ice, pierced the silence.That's exactly how he sounded—cold and dangerous.Wrong? Alisha replayed the scene in her mind, struggling to identify her error.She couldn't recall any misstep; it was him twisting her words, unfairly blaming her and growing increasingly
“Ahhh!!!!!”Alisha screamed in shock as she fell to the floor, startled by the sudden sound of Alice punching the glass table, causing it to crack in the middle.As Alice stood up, his knuckles bleeding from the impact, he ignored the pain and directed his gaze towards Alisha, who was now on the floor with her hands covering her ears, looking pale and frightened.Internally seething with anger, Alice couldn't comprehend how Alisha could feel pity for someone else when she seemed to only harbour disgust and hatred towards him."What's wrong, Alisha? Why are you scared now?" Alice's voice was laced with bitterness as he extended his hand towards her, blood dripping onto the floor. "Don't you feel pity for me now? I'm bleeding too."He stared at Alisha with intense anger in his eyes, demanding an answer. "Tell me, don't you feel pity now? Instead of fear, you should be feeling pity for me because I'm bleeding more than that bastard guy you felt pity for.”Alisha felt a surge of fear and
‘Does he think I have no work?’ Alisha questioned herself, feeling hurt by his words.She did have work – she was a student and needed to study. But with him invading her life and not knowing when she would be able to return to her studies, more than a week had already passed.First, he took her with him and she went into a coma. Then, after she recovered, she couldn't leave the orphanage because Mary was selling the orphanage and they had to move out. And now, here she was again with him.He is parading her from his place to office, as if it's her who asked it.She wasn't free – she was literally forced into this situation. She didn't have her books or anything else to keep her busy. So, of course, she would appear idle.But what did he mean by saying she was "looking at people"? She had eyes, they were meant for observing. It was absurd for him to blame her for that. He couldn't make her feel any more annoyed than he already did."I have work too, Alice," she replied, her voice ting
‘Delusional?’ the voice in her head commented.Because that's the most sensible explanation. He sounds completely delusional, either unable to grasp reality or deliberately avoiding it.Who behaves like this, twisting words out of context and pretending they were the exact words spoken?"Now, can I go sit?" Alisha asked, annoyed, not wanting to continue the conversation. She'd had enough."Didn't you ask me earlier if I had an allergy, so couldn't you rub it? Maybe it'll make me feel better," Alice said, his eyes wide, giving her the most innocent expression he could muster.It was the same expression he always gave his mother, and now, to Alisha.These were the only two people he showed his inner child to, maybe with Alisha, he could show all his sides, even the ones he tried to hide from his mom."I didn't cause any allergies. I never touched you to cause it, so why would I rub it? And since when does rubbing heal an allergy?" Alisha asked, struggling to maintain her balance.Her fe
Alice looked at her, moving his chair in her direction, spreading his legs wide open, his hand resting on his thighs."What good?" Alisha's mind rang, not understanding what he was trying to praise, as there was nothing to be praised.It had been more than an hour, she stood like a statue, her eyes fixed on him, even though he wasn't particularly looking like anything interesting to look at."Do you know what you look like now?" Alice asked, sliding his hand up slightly, as if he might pull something out if he continued rubbing his palm on his pants like that."What?" Alisha asked, knowing there was no way to dodge it.The way he punctuated his words made it clear how he wanted her to respond."You look all mine, the way your eyes are on me," Alice stated, his voice thick and seductive.Alisha felt awkward seeing him rubbing himself like that and sounding so deep. "Are you feeling itchy? Are you allergic?"The words slipped out before she could realise."Do you want to rub me? Because
Alisha wanted to squeeze her eyes shut and disappear, but she kept them fixed on him, even as he sounded like a devil from hell.“I don't think it will end well if I have to repeat myself. It won't be 'sweetheart,' I can assure you of that,” Alice warned, waiting for her compliance.He knew she couldn't defy him, especially after witnessing his outburst firsthand. Despite any shortcomings, she understood better than anyone how to avoid pushing his buttons.Alisha cleared her head and looked at him, her breath caught in her lungs as if it couldn't reach her mouth due to the intensity of his gaze. Whether it was her imagination or reality, his eyes seemed darker, deepening her fear.“Keep standing here and keep looking at me, only me. If you move your eyes away, you'll face trouble. And I don't think you want that, do you?”Alisha swallowed hard, her throat dry with fear as she nodded slowly in response to Alice's question. “Okay”With a sense of resignation, Alisha kept her eyes locked
Alisha's heart raced as she jumped in her place, hearing his loud and anger-filled voice, not knowing what had made him angry at her when she hadn't done anything to provoke him.He looked at her in anger, without any reason, his eyes screaming that he would kill her and then eat her, without remorse.She gripped both sides of the couch firmly, feeling fear coursing through her veins.“Tell me, what are you looking at?” Alice asked angrily, his eyes blazing with anger.The man who was standing also started trembling. Without wasting a second, he left from there.“I... was…”“What did I tell you about stuttering in front of me?” Alice cut her off, hearing her stuttering fueling his anger further.Alisha closed her eyes tightly, feeling even the veins of her body pulsating too fast; she could hear them in her ears. That's how scared she was in the moment due to his presence, his eyes, and his anger.“Nah, you like it when you defy me, right? Open your damn eyes, Alisha,”Alisha immedia
"Yes, I am fine," Alisha snapped back from her trance, keeping her eyes on her lap.She didn't want to look at him with so many emotions swirling inside her head, making her feel overwhelmed."See Alisha, I know I am the last person you would trust to confide in, but if you feel anything is wrong, you should speak up. Even if I'm the last person you want to turn to, I'm still the only person you have, because you have no one else," Alice's words pierced through her thoughts.‘You are not the only person. You make sure of it by forcing others out of my life,’ Alisha answered silently in her heart.She didn't understand why he wanted to know if she was comfortable when he knew how his presence made everything worse. Suppressing the urge to say anything, she didn't want to break the fragile illusion he was trying to create.Alisha remained silent, her mind tangled in a web of conflicting emotions. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being suffocated, trapped in a reality she never ask
After an hour, they arrived at his office.Alisha stopped crying, appearing much better than she had at home.He stepped out of his car and opened the door for Alisha. "Come down, sweetheart," he smiled, speaking softly.Alisha looked up, seeing him smiling and acting so gently, a stark contrast from his usual behaviour.Did he hit his head somewhere? She questioned internally."Sweetheart, come down," Alice repeated, noticing her lost in thought, gazing blankly at him.Alisha was startled by his voice. Without further delay, she exited the car and surveyed their surroundings. They were in what seemed like a parking lot.However, besides Alice's car, there were no other vehicles parked in the spacious area.His driver remained seated inside the car, as Alice was the first to alight."Shall we go, Angel? If you prefer not to walk, I can carry you again," Alice suggested, eager to lift her.He found it oddly satisfying to carry her in his arms, a source of amusement for him."No, I can