Jasmine jolted from her sleep, having just dozed off after waiting all day for Seth who hadn't visited her. This situation made her feel utterly depressed, staying silent in the room that felt like a prison. The walls seemed to close in on her, adding to the endless anxiety.Since morning, only one person had entered her room, a servant delivering food. Jasmine felt desperate with the monotony of her days. She decided to set aside the book that had been keeping her company and walked towards the door, the only way out of her room that felt like a prison. With trembling hands, she reached out to try to open the door. Of course, her effort failed."Is anyone out there?" Jasmine called out while banging on the door loudly. There was no answer."Seth, are you out there? I'm bored! Get me out of here, Seth!" she exclaimed in frustration. The next moment, the intercom on the wall emitted a static sound."Can I help you, Miss?" the cold voice came from the intercom, breaking the silence."He
Jasmine looked over at Seth, who had been busy with his phone, his fingers dancing gracefully across the screen. Her mind drifted to Seth's earlier words about their plan to move to a house he had prepared. According to Seth, the house was much better, more beautiful. But Jasmine could only feel emptiness in her heart. The room she currently occupied, despite being lived in for weeks, still felt unfamiliar. And now, Seth was going to take her to a new place. The thought made Jasmine feel even more unsettled.With slow steps, Jasmine rose from her seat and walked towards the large window. From there, she could see the outside world, even if it was just the vast expanse of endless sea. Jasmine squeezed her fingers on the window sill, contemplating how she had never set foot on the beach that seemed far in the distance. Since they arrived at this place, the beach had always been an unreachable sight."Mine," Seth's voice suddenly sounded soft in her ear, making Jasmine lightly startle. S
This is the first time Jasmine has stepped out of the room she had occupied for who knows how many weeks. The large house with its calm white ambiance welcomed her. A spacious and bright room greeted her, with cold marble floors beneath her feet. Jasmine glanced at Seth who kept holding her waist tightly, as if not wanting to let her go even an inch away from his side."The house is beautiful, Seth," Jasmine said, trying to lighten the strange atmosphere with a simple compliment.Seth smiled faintly, but his eyes remained cautious. "Thank you, Jasmine."Jasmine felt something was wrong. "Why didn't you let me out of the room? If you had let me walk around this house, it would have surely alleviated my boredom a bit," Jasmine complained, her voice sounding faint but full of emphasis.Seth just remained silent, his smile fading. They walked down the stairs, and Jasmine was slightly surprised to see many people dressed in black downstairs, maybe around ten people, positioned alertly."Se
Jasmine fell silent, watching Seth as he busied himself with the documents in front of him. After a few days of staying in the new place, Jasmine felt much better. Seth no longer confined her to a room. Although Jasmine wasn't free to go outside yet, at least Seth allowed her to move around the house. Jasmine's steps were no longer confined to just one room. She hoped that in the future, Seth would trust her enough to be free again, although she didn't hope to return to the modeling world that had made her name."If you're tired, you can sleep first, mine," Seth said, interrupting Jasmine's thoughts."No, I still want to keep you company while you work," Jasmine replied, wrapping herself in the thick blanket around her body. The air in this new place was colder than usual, and the surroundings looked more lush and peaceful. Jasmine felt a little more at peace, although there were still lingering worries in her heart.Jasmine didn't know exactly where they were living now, but she was
Jasmine sat on a wooden bench in the backyard, engrossed in the book on her lap. Occasionally, her eyes glanced at the slowly falling leaves, creating a beautiful orange carpet around her. The cold air started to creep in, making Jasmine tighten her scarf around her neck. A gentle breeze blew, carrying the soothing yet slightly melancholic scent of autumn.It had been over a month since she moved to this new place with Seth. Jasmine still found it hard to call this place home. To Jasmine, home should evoke warmth and familiarity, something she didn't feel here. It was too unfamiliar, too quiet, despite being spacious and grand.For the past two months, Jasmine had hardly gone out. She shut herself away from the crowds, leaving behind the noisy outside world. Her phone lay untouched somewhere. Without internet, she chose books as her escape, painting to calm her mind, listening to music from the old vinyl records, which were vintage but charming, and occasionally watching pre-downloade
Jasmine walked down the grand staircase made of mahogany wood, her hand touching the smooth railing, reminding her of the life she left behind. As usual, there were five guards stationed downstairs in ready positions. This sight had started to become familiar to Jasmine, although she wasn't entirely comfortable with their presence yet.She headed towards the spacious dining table with its beautifully carved wooden surface and comfortable chairs. The servants looked surprised to see Jasmine coming down earlier than usual. They were accustomed to the quiet morning routine before Jasmine appeared."I'm sorry, Miss. We'll prepare your breakfast right away," one of the servants quickly said, bowing respectfully to Jasmine."No need to rush, I just want to have some juice first," Jasmine said gently, giving a small smile to reassure the servant. "You can continue your work."The servant nodded and quickly went back to work, leaving Jasmine to sit on one of the comfortable dining chairs. Her
Jasmine waited anxiously in the dimly lit basement. Her heart was racing, as if it wanted to leap out of her chest. It had been almost an hour since she parted ways with Seth and instructed him to wait here, and every passing second only heightened her anxiety. Her mind was filled with dreadful thoughts, yet she tried to convince herself that Seth must have a good reason for being late.The basement was cold and damp, with rough stone walls and a dusty floor. There was only a single hanging lamp from the ceiling, casting a dim yellow light. Jasmine stood restlessly, occasionally glancing towards the old wooden door at the end of the room, hoping it would open soon and reveal the familiar figure of Seth.Finally, the creak of the opening door broke the silence. Jasmine let out a sigh of relief, but as the door swung wide open, instead of Seth, another figure she knew well appeared – Danzell. He entered calmly with a sharp gaze that sent shivers down Jasmine's spine."Danzell?" Jasmine
The dark and damp room felt increasingly claustrophobic as Jasmine struggled, trying to free herself from Danzell's grasp. Her breath was ragged, her chest heaving rapidly, while her legs continued to kick desperately in an attempt to reach freedom. However, Danzell, with his patience wearing thin, decided to take drastic action."Listen, Jasmine! Listen!" Danzell shouted as he grabbed ropes and cloth. In an instant, he bound Jasmine's hands and feet, then gagged her with the cloth to ensure she stayed quiet.Jasmine's eyes widened, filled with deep hatred. She tried to break free, but the bonds were too tight. Her body trembled between anger and fear. Danzell sighed deeply, then sat in front of her."You forced me to do this, Jasmine," he said, his voice calm but firm. "I didn't want to, but you have to listen to my explanation."Jasmine could only glare at him sharply, her mouth tightly sealed by the cloth. Slowly, Danzell began to speak, his eyes staring into the distance as if rec