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Chapter 2

Author: Snow
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-21 20:18:32

Sofia's Pov

I finished saying my vows with a shaky voice, and I'm sure the priest urinated on himself as the terrifying bloodshot eyes of the man fell on him.

“I pronounce you, husband and wife, you may--” The priest didn't finish the words as he grabbed my hand and dragged me away from the altar, my brother was missing in the crowd lying on the floor out of fear, and I could see dead bodies among them.

I took one last glance at the dead man by the altar and prayed for God to let him rest in peace, this will haunt me until the day I die but for now, I need to focus on where I'm going.

I swallowed any protest against his iron grip on my hand, he wasn't hurting me because I had felt worse and my father almost broke my hand one time he held me like this, he opened the door to another Porsche car parked outside and shoved me in.

I groaned and obliged then he entered the driver's seat and brought the engine back to life, I looked outside the window and saw the driver who brought me here leading my brother towards the other car.

My heart tripped over the next beat and I wanted to yell but he winded up the window, “Put on your seat belt, girl” He spat as if I disgusted him, I glared at the back of his head and thankfully he didn't notice.

I did as he said and he drove off at high speed, I'm sure it's illegal to drive at such speed and he is breaking the rules.

This man doesn't look like a person who cares about such rules, and that scares me.

What if he decides to kill me if he sees that I'm of no use to him?

He didn't bat an eyelash when he killed that man back there, he stopped at a huge gate and I snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed we'd reached our destination.

The gate opened and he drove into the manor, I didn't say a word as he parked the car outside a beautiful mansion.

“Get out” He ordered coldly and I flinched before scampering out of the car, I stumbled on the layers of my wedding dress and fell on my knees.

I quickly stood up as he slammed the door shut, I followed him inside the beautiful mansion, and instead of focusing on my surroundings, I couldn't stop thinking about what this man was going to do to me.

He left the door to his living room wide open and I walked in shutting the door after me, he turned abruptly and I froze under the intensity of his burning gaze.

“How old are you, little girl?” He demanded and I gulped, I wouldn't blame him I have the appearance of a seventeen-year-old girl, slender and skinny out of malnutrition and overworked bones.

“Twenty, I'm twenty years old, sir” I managed to reply without stuttering.

“That your bastard of a father told me you are Twenty-seven, what the hell am I supposed to do with another kid?” He growled and I took a step back, as if he noticed that I was shaking in fear.

He sighed running his hands on his tousled black hair, dark circles were under his eyes and his piercing blue eyes are bloodshot, he looked tired and so frustrated I wondered if I was the reason why.

“Can you take care of children?” He asked in a calm voice.

Children? My brother is eleven years old and I have taken care of him since our mother died, it's not as if I'm an expert in taking care of kids but from the way he is glaring at me, I digress from saying the truth so I nod.

“Use your words, young lady” He grunted irritated at my trembling state.

“Ye..yes I can” I stuttered and he sighed.

“Good, you will be taking care of my baby girl and my little boy, make sure they are well-fed and clean at all times. You should be able to make baby food and make sure she doesn't cry” He listed out all the things I should know, where the baby's milk is stored, and how she likes her food.

I wondered what happened to his previous wife, it's not just that the house seemed empty and silent as a graveyard.

“The maids will show you the way to your room” He grumbled and walked past me leaving me alone in the living room, the sound of the door slamming shut made me exhale hard.

I can't believe I will be taking care of a baby when I don't even know how to change a diaper, the sound of footsteps heading from under the stairs jolted me out of my thoughts.

Four young girls and three men dressed in black and white uniform emerged, they bowed when they saw me.

“Welcome, young Mistress,” They said in unison and it felt like I was in a cult, I cringed at the title and I was going to tell them to stand up when one of them spoke up.

“Permission to rise and return to our chores, Ma?”

I frowned as they were still bent in that awkward position, are they seriously asking me to tell them to get up?

“Um... Permission granted?” I said awkwardly and they straightened their posture, five of them turned and left the same way they came in and two girls stayed back.

“Well that was intense” I chuckled trying to lighten the mood but they kept a blank expression on their face, why are they acting so scary like robots?

“Please follow us to your assigned room” One of them gestured for me to use the stairs and I obliged, they led me up the spiral staircase and we got to a hallway.

They stopped at a brown door and bowed again, “We already prepared your bath and clothes, please let us know if you need anything else” One of them said.

“Permission to leave, Ma?” The other one asked in that robotic tone, I sighed and nodded.

They left and I opened the door, the room was beautiful compared to my old room at my father's house. I hope Carl is okay and I couldn't even ask my husband if he could come stay with me.

I don't think I'm going to be asking for favors anytime soon if I'm gonna be keeping my head. I went to take a bath at the luxurious bathroom and they weren't kidding when they said they prepared my bath.

After the bath, I finally felt my soul return to my body. I collapsed on the king-sized bed. I can’t help but recall what happened today which sapped all my energy and my consciousness faded. The sound of gunshots and screams echoed in my ears and I felt the blood of that man on my face.

No this can't be happening, it's not real.

I felt it running down my cheek. Warm, thick… “Oh, god” I screamed

I opened my eyes to see two babies, one on top of my chest while the other one stared at me pouting with misty eyes.

Oh shit is she going to cry…

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