William pulled her close to him, his grip tight on her arm. "Good," he said, his breath hot on her neck. "Let's go, now." A hint of a smile returned to his face.Sophia felt a pit in her stomach as she slowly made her way to the kitchen. "Mom... we're leaving," she said, her voice shaking with fear.Maria turned to her, surprised. "So soon? I was preparing something, why the sudden rush?"Sophia stammered, trying to come up with a believable excuse. "Uhm... we're in a hurry, we need to go somewhere."Maria noticed how nervous Sophia was and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay, dear?" she asked, looking at her with concern.Just then, William walked into the kitchen, his presence filling the room. "Oh, she's fine," he said, his voice smooth and reassuring. "I'm sure she's just cold, aren't you?" Placing a hand on her shoulder.Sophia quickly nodded, not daring to contradict him. "Ye... yes, mom. We'll take our leave now."Maria watched in horror as Sophia and William left the
Andrew watched as Sophia's mood changed instantly at his words. He could sense that he had said something wrong, and his heart sank. "Did I say anything wrong?" he asked, concerned.As Sophia walked up the stairs, Andrew remembered the last painting he had done of her. It had brought back memories for her, and he felt guilty for bringing it up. "Shit, I'm sorry, Sophia," he said, his voice filled with regret. "I didn't mean to bring back memories. I'm sorry."Sophia turned to him, her smile returning. "It's not your fault," she said softly. "I wanted the painting, anyway. So, don't blame yourself."Sophia turned and continued up the stairs, leaving Andrew standing there in the living room. He watched her go, feeling a mixture of emotions.Andrew stood there, watching as Sophia made her way up the stairs. He felt a deep connection to her, and he knew that she was going through a tough time. He wanted to help her, to be there for her, but he didn't know how. He sighed, all he could do
Sophia looked at Andrew with her hand on her bum, feeling embarrassed and unsure of how to tell him about her bruises. She was still in pain from the whipping she had received from William, but she didn't want to burden Andrew with her problems.Sophia felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. "Uhm...the pavement, it's too hard," she muttered, hoping Andrew wouldn't notice her discomfort.Andrew, however, just laughed good-naturedly at her explanation. "Was that why you shouted?" he asked, teasingly.Sophia blushed and looked down at her feet. "Maybe," she admitted, Without hesitation, Andrew removed his jacket and held it out to her. "Here, take this." He said, draping the jacket over her lap. "Use it as a pillow and sit on it. It will make it softer, I think."Sophia smiled gratefully at Andrew and collected his jacket, folding it up like a ball. She placed it carefully on the pavement and gently sat down on top of it, feeling the softness of the fabric beneath her.Andrew looked
William strode out of his study and closed the door behind him with a resounding thud. He knew Sophia was upstairs, and he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anger as he thought about what she might have been doing while he was away.As he climbed the stairs, his grip tightened around the handle of the gun that was now safely locked away in the safe. He had to remind himself to keep his cool, to not let his temper get the better of him.When he entered the room, he found Sophia lying on the bed, her eyes closed as if she were asleep. He walked over to her, his expression unreadable as he trailed his fingers lightly over her face.Sophia's heart was racing as she tried to keep her breathing steady, willing herself to stay perfectly still and not give herself away. She knew that William could be dangerous when he was angry, and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of his rage.As William turned away from her and made his way to the mirror, Sophia let out a small sigh of rel
Sophia watched as William's car disappeared down the long driveway, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong.She knew she had to investigate, but where to start? Suddenly, her gaze fell upon the wardrobe, and she remembered the small lock that she had noticed earlier.She turned away from the window and rushed to the wardrobe, her fingers fumbling as she searched for anything that might give her a clue as to what was going on.She pulled out drawers and rummaged through clothes, but she found nothing out of the ordinary.That's when she noticed a smaller lock inside the wardrobe, and her curiosity was piqued. She tried to open it, but it was locked tight.Sophia's mind raced as she tried to think of a way to open the lock. She remembered seeing William take out a particular key from his drawer earlier, so she rushed over to it and opened it, hoping to find the key she needed.But to her dismay, the key was nowhere to be found. She muttered to herself, "I'
William strode into the studio, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. He looked at Andrew, who was standing in front of his canvas, brush in hand."I need those paintings right now," William said, his voice low and menacing.Andrew hesitated, looking at William with uncertainty. He hesitated for a moment before speaking up,"But she doesn't want it," he said, trying to reason with William.William walked up to him, his face inches away from Andrew's."Really? So tell me, how do you know what my wife wants?" William said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.William narrowed his eyes at Andrew, "Really? So tell me, how do you know what my wife wants?" he sneered.Andrew stumbled over his words, "No, but she clearly..."William cut him off, "When did you start knowing my wife?"Andrew shifted uncomfortably, feeling the weight of William's anger."I just assumed..." he began, but William cut him off."You assumed wrong," William said, his voice cold and hard.Andrew didn't say anything mo
Sophia was shaking with fear as she crawled towards Andrew, tears streaming down her face. She winced in pain as she tried to hold back her tears.Andrew couldn't take it anymore, so he stood up and faced William. "I can't do this anymore, I won't be a part of this."William stood up, towering over Andrew, "you think you have a choice here? You do what I say, when I say it, and how I say it."Andrew stood his ground and said, "I'm not going to participate in this sick game of yours."William's expression turned cold as he grabbed Andrew by the collar, pushing him towards the door. He said, "Get out of here, and don't you dare come back."Sophia watched in horror as Andrew was thrown out of the studio. William turned to her and said, "You see what happens when you don't follow my rules? Now let's finish this up." Sophia felt a deep sense of despair as William walked back to her and began unbuckling his belt. She closed her eyes and prayed for it to be over soon.Her eyes widened with
Sophia sat on the edge of her bed, carefully packing her hair into a sleek bun. She had been avoiding mirrors lately, not wanting to be reminded of the bruises that still lingered on her body. She had been trying to distract herself from the memories of the past two weeks, which had been filled with he'll.But today, she felt a little better. Maybe it was the warm sunlight streaming in through her window or the fact that she had finally accepted her fate."Hold on, I'm coming," she called out, trying to sound confident. She took a deep breath and opened the door, only to be greeted by a delivery man."Good morning, ma'am," the man said with a smile. "I have a package for this address. Are you the housekeeper?"Sophia looked surprised at the question. She was dressed in casual clothes and had her hair tied up, but she certainly didn't look like a housekeeper.She looked at him, feeling a mix of confusion and annoyance. "No," she replied firmly. "I'm Sophia. What's the package for?"Th
While Sophia sat packing her bags, she couldn't help but look over at the corner of her room. The baby things she had asked for were all piled up there. Both pink and blue. Sophia recalled what had just happened. She had lost her baby. The child she had as a product of her love for Andrew. It hurt her. Tears rolled down her eyes, causing her to sob again."Sophia, I understand what's going through your head looking through those things.. I'm sorry about it and I know it won't be easy but right, you have to take your mind off it and concentrate on the mission we have ahead"Natalie walked over to her step sister's side, patting her on the back as she squatted to face her. "You'll be fine again"Sophia sobbed some more before nodding age finally standing up. She attempted to walk but fell to the ground. She couldn't walk properly, her abdomen and body was still sore from the 'accident' she had had with William. Natalie rushed to her, "it's alright, I've got you. I'll help you"Together
Sophia awoke to finding herself in a hospital. She was strapped in with so many needles and could hear nothing but the beeping of the machine beside her. Seated next to her was William. He had bent his head over her feet, he was asleep.Sophia took a moment to look around. Her hospital room looked like a five star luxurious hotel. It would have been an enjoyable escape from William if he wasn't already beside her. She tried to adjust herself in the bed when she mistakenly awoke William."You're up" he said to her in a dry voice. He stretched his body, frowning his face as though his limbs had hurt him. "At least you're alive"His words didn't make much sense to Sophia until she looked down at her stomach. She immediately realized the pain she was feeling from it, "William.. " She looked back up at him. "What happened to my baby?""Your foolishness caused it. You tried to run from me, don't you remember? You should be grateful, I didn't shoot you in the head. Pathetic wench" William r
William dragged Sophia to the airport, strapping her to the back of his car seat. He had their belongings in the back of his trunk and was also followed by heavy security, Incase anyone or Andrew tried to stop him. William looked from the side of his mirror every few minutes while he drove. He wasn't going to take any chances. They were going to leave the country that day."I see you're so confident now. You even dare to go against my words. That's nice" he smirked, "I have something nice awaiting that attitude of yours in the new place we are going to. I'm sure you'll love being strapped to the ceiling this time" he scuffed.Sophia sat at the back of his car seat. Her mouth and hands were covered and bound. She couldn't move not talk but she managed to mumble something back to him. As William adjusted the mirror to see her clearly while he drove, he could see her clearly then.Sophia had another set of tears rolling down her eyes. William smiled, it seemed the toughness in her hand
William walked out of the door. He had gotten a hold of the passports and flight tickets from his thugs. He was out of the embassy building and was staring right at it.Previously, he had gone to his office and settled all matters concerning his business. William delegated new roles to new men and had set up preventive measures to watch them. Everyone knew he was a top shot in his game and he was sure they wouldn't dare to betray him, unless they were about to find out what had happened to their predecessors.He looked away from the building, letting his eyes roam around the high skyscrapers while he simultaneously searched for his car. Tightly grabbing on the file that contained the documents that continued his documents and that of his bride, William got into his car and drove home.Arriving home, he called on all the maids in the house, asking them to meet him for a meeting.When they had all arrived at his sitting room, William started handing out pieces of papers and envelopes. F
Sophia was taking too long to answer his question. William was growing tired of her pleas and what was more embarrassing were the sighs he was hearing from the thugs he had asked for security. They sighed every few minutes, as though they were of what they were watching. It felt like his talk and her pleads were boring them. William frowned. He was boring them? Oh no! He was going to make sure they were entertained enough."You wench, speak!" He spat out from no where. His voice had risen by a bass or two. He was now grabbing Sophia by the collar while he stared int her eyes. He could see fear. She as terrified. But from the corner of his eyes, William could see the thugs had now stood up straight. It looked like they were now very interested in what was happening between them.It gladdened William's heart."You don't want to speak, fine!!" he barked at her as he pushed her forcefully, back into her chair, holding her blouse's collar, he started to drag at it, causing it to tear.So
Sophia was carried into Andrew's studio with her belongings right behind her. William followed closely. He smiled at her, constantly clapping while he mockingly praised her."Drop her there." He gesture with his neck, pointing to the chair he had sitting in the center of the studio. "Strap her tight, my wife here, has a way of always leaving me for reasons I have no idea about" Sophia was dropped on the chair forcefully, leading her to moan in pain. The thugs William had brought tightly gripped her hands, strapping her down into the chair, making Sophia cry."William, please. William, I beg you. It's not what you think, William, please let me go" she begged with a low soft tone. More tears rolled down her eyes quietly. "William, please"William stood by the door with his arms folded, watching his thugs strap her to the chair. When they were done, he took a step to where she sat, sizing her up from her head to her toe and back."You really out-did yourself today, Sophia. You're not a
Andrew was halfway home inside his car. As he drove out of the hotel and was about to move past a traffic light, Andrew felt his head bang harder. It was no longer bearable. He looked at his side mirror in an attempt to find a good parking space and then get help.Luckily, there was a drug store nearby, so Andrew got in. He got in a few painkillers, some chewing and a bottle of water.That was enough for him."Thanks" he said as he waved to the cashier. He had asked her to keep the change too.Getting back into his car, Andrew took the drug down his throat with a sip of water. It had almost choked him when he heard his phone ring. He hesitated in brining it out of his pocket but the constant ring of it made him submit.He took out the phone, clearing his throat.The water had missed it's way from his mouth, entering his windpipe. Andrew composed himself, he looked at the display number and frowned. It was an unknown number.Andrew took a second to figure out who might have been call
Sophia had cleaned herself off really good and she was now out of her bedroom and on her way to the kitchen. She was having a craving. Sophia needed something sweet down her throat, "maybe a lollipop would help" she thought.As Sophia passed through the hallway and was almost at the turn when she heard William's loud voice. She wondered what was going on.William was great at pouring his anger on her alone, it must have been really serious for him to have been shouting and using curse words. She had to take a look.Walking back slowly, Sophia creeped up behind his door and started to eavesdrop. "What do you mean you don't have enough men?" William roared. " What kind of guarding agency doesn't have enough men? What in the fucking world is that?!"She could even hear him panting from where she stood. He must have been very upset and agitated. Sophia had only gotten to see that side of him when he found out she was pregnant and showed her his results."What's gotten into him?" She lean
William ran his hand through her face as he drew a line on her features, connecting her forehead to her earlobe to her bosoms. It was a fetish thing he had never done before and William was eager to try it."Today, I want you to have a good day" he said as he ran his hand through her hair while she hung from the iron bar. Her body was bound by ropes while she was strapped naked to the bar. Sophia swung side to side. "I've been so hard on you and I'm sure that's why you got pregnant for another man" he traced his finger to the back of her neck, biting down on his lower lips while he smiled at her, "Regardless, I want to be a nice person to you. I'm sorry, okay?*Sophia said nothing, her body suspended in the air, sore and tired."Did you hear me?"he stopped using his finger to trace her features and stood still, staring deeply into her sea blue eyes. "Sophia… "Sophia sighed. She nodded, "Yes. Yes, William, I heard you"William nodded, he smiled again and took a closer step, cupping h