Chapter 5
The black car stopped in front of a tall and wide golden gate. Suddenly a light turned on the adjacent pole, it scanned the car then the light turned green and the gate opened. The driver immediately drove inside. I looked around and was amazed to see how spacious it was here. all black poles were lighting the way, I looked around and saw many different types of plants and trees. There are also a few familiar flowers."We're here." Hearing Desmond's voice ruined the moment I was having and brought me back to reality.I looked at him who was next to me, he smiled but I immediately looked away. His smile is the worst. The driver got out and opened the door for us."From now on, you're going to live here.." Desmond pointed out when we got out of the car and faced the unbelievablely huge modern house. ".. with me."I swallowed because I knew what he would say would be followed. I have no power in this place, I am just his toy. I can't do anything but accept what he wants."Shall we enter our house, Mrs. Cro'esnt?” He held out his hand to invite me in but I didn't accept it, instead, I used my hands to lift the hem of the gown I was wearing up several steps of the house's entrance. "Maybe you should cut down on the grumpiness because we're going to be together every day from now on." I heard him say while chasing me. I stopped and looked at him, "or maybe you should train yourself to bear with my attitude as you're the one who wanted to marry in the first place," I replied emphatically as I faced the white double door.I looked at its door knob which was long and gold in color, it was so clean and shiny. I could see my reflection through it. "Don't worry, no one will bite inside." He laughed at the same time and opened the door.When he opened the double door, the maids and butlers lined up and immediately greeted us. "Welcome back, Master," they greeted as they bowed to pay their respects.I was surprised when Desmond took my hand and pulled me inside, we walked to the other end of the line and then he raised my hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, I have an important announcement," he called everyone's attention. "Meet Mrs. Nieva Cro'esnt. My lovely wife.” They all looked at me as if they were examining me and memorizing every nook of my appearance."Congratulations, Sir!" Said the oldest maid near us."Thank you, Manang Gina." Desmond smiled and then let go of my hand. "Is the room done?""Yes, Sir. We did all your requests." The maid nodded and then looked at me."That's Manang Gina, she's been my maid since I was young. Now she's the head of the maids," Desmond introduced Manang Gina."Nice to meet you, Ma'am Nieva." She nodded at me, still smiling. "Finally Sir Desmond has found you." I frowned hearing what she said. Have they been looking for me for a long time? But why?"Alright, it's been a long day and I'm feeling kind of tired," Desmond interjected. "Why don't we go to our bedroom now?" He faced me and smiled as if he was planning something bad."Our bedroom?" I frowned even more.He didn't answer, instead, he took me by the arm and pulled me up to the second floor. We walked down the hallway full of expensive paintings and vases and stopped in front of a black door. After opening it we entered and saw the king-size bed with rose petals scattered on the bed sheet. I swallowed, hearing Desmond close the door."What's wrong? Didn't you like it?" He asked. "I asked them to decorate my room a little so you would like it.""It's out of the question. I want my room, Desmond," I said seriously and emphatically."Isn't this normal especially since we're married?" He asked as he walked closer to me, touching a few strands of my hair. He is too close and I can smell his perfume that makes me drown and sleepy."But we don't love each other. We can't sleep in one bed.." I quietly answered."Aren't you also having sex with men you don't love for money? What's the difference between this and your job?” I was stunned by what he said. There was a mix of teasing and arrogance in his voice. He was still smiling at me, "I will pay for your service, I will give you all the things you want."I violently removed his grip on my hair and stepped back. He's a jerk. What else can I expect from him? He kills people. He's a Mafia boss. Yes, he has bottomless money but what could all of that do in this miserable life?"You're.. unbelievable," these words spontaneously came out of my mouth.He laughed softly and then shook his head. "You're right, you all look at me like that." His laugh subsided, and he looked at me deeply and sharply making me feel scared for my life."Why are you doing this to me? Why did you choose me? I didn’t even know you!" I looked at my finger with a diamond ring on it and my tears started to fall one by one."Aren't you glad? I pulled you from your miserable life. You can use my money as much as you want.""That's not what I want!""Don't you dare shout at me, lady!" I backed away when he shouted and took out the gun inside his suit. "We can talk without yelling, right?" He asked while looking at the gun.My whole body went cold and my heart beat faster. I felt my knees go weak from fear. He can kill me at any time he wants and no one will know my death."You want to know the truth Nieva?" He asked as he slowly stepped closer to me.With every step he took, I was pushed back until I felt the door behind me. I couldn't take my eyes off the gun he was holding while my tears were falling. I can't die yet, Mother needs me.The next thing I knew, he was right in front of me. He held my chin with one of his hands and raised my gaze to match his. I saw his black, empty eyes. They are scary."Fine, I'll tell you so that you'll shut your fucking mouth," he said emphatically without breaking our gaze. "Remember your Dad having a Mafia friend?" I immediately remembered the wrong things Dad had done in the past and one of them was having a connection with the Mafia. "Our Father was a good friend. When your Father committed suicide, my father watched over you. It was only a few months ago when he lost his life too and you know what his last request was to me so that I could inherit his position?" He stopped and smiled. "It's to find you, Nieva. He wants me to look after you so here I am helping you.""You call this helping?" I asked weakly. "He wants you to look after me, not marry me and use me!"I saw him close his eyes tightly when I shouted in front of him. "Didn't I tell you not to yell at me?" He said in an emphatic and threatening tone as he opened his eyes and pointed the gun at my head.I didn't flinch or anything, at this moment I wanted to fight for my rights."You made me struggle to find you! You made me struggle to find you for a year and I deserve a reward for finding such a goddess beautiful woman like you!" He cupped my face while still holding the gun. "You are a rare item, Nieva. You are precious and I shall treasure you," he said deliriously.Despair hit me. He's crazy, he's a psychopath. How can I escape from him? "You're crazy.." I said quietly.He just smiled and backed away. "I know, wife. Since you know I'm crazy, don't try to run away.. " He lowered his hand and grinned. "If you don't want something bad to happen to your Mother in the hospital."I felt like I was hit with ice because of what I heard. He already knows about Mother. There is no way to escape this demon."Since this is only our first night, I shall forgive you and I agree to give you your own room." He took out his phone and then called someone. "Prepare the guest room now."How will I survive this?Nieva's POV:I Woke up when I heard a knock at the door. I slowly opened my eyes and the white ceiling was the first one I saw. After a while, I realized that the ceiling was unfamiliar, so I quickly looked around the room."Ma'am Nieva, this is Manang Gina. You need to wake up and eat breakfast with Sir Desmond." When I heard what the person outside said, I remembered everything that happened yesterday, from my kidnapping to the shotgun marriage and Desmond's almost exploiting me. I quickly sat up on the bed."Ma'am Nieva, if you don't wake up, we will open the door."My chest started to feel heavy again. I will be a prisoner here. I will lose my freedom to do what I want and most of all my life is in danger here.I looked at the door when it opened and saw Manang Gina with a maid who looked only 18 years old. "You're already awake." She signaled the maid who was with her to put the dress she was holding on the bed. I looked at the white dress. "You'll wear that today. Take a shower
The old man whom my customer tonight started to kiss me. I couldn't bear to see his face this close. I could see his pores, wrinkles, and freckles. It disgusts me. His lips tasted like a cigarette—a strong one. I firmly closed my eyes. I wanted to pull away but couldn't do it. This is all for money, Nieva. You can do it. Endure this a little. This will end soon. "Honey, you taste like candy, so young and flavourful," he whispered as he stopped kissing me on my lips and grabbed my thighs tightly. My skin crawls by what I've just heard. The words coming out from his mouth are disgusting, too. I've encountered a lot of people like him. They crave for young women to satisfy their needs: a total creep and a pervert. I despise them. He started kissing me on my cheeks, down to my neck and shoulders. His lips pressing on my skin feels like a needle. "Is the money not enough, sweetie?" he asked as he grabbed my chin, making me face him. I gulped and took a deep breath. "It is more than en
Nieva's POV:"The Mafia boss, and you're going to marry me whether you like it or not." Silence took over between us. I kept staring at his dark black eyes, unable to talk. I am confused. What the hell is he talking about? "I know questions are lingering inside your head right now." He slides the gun inside the pocket of his pants. "But that can wait..." Again, he grasped me by my wrist and smiled devilishly, "and I cannot." "Marry you? I don't even know you." I don't know where I got all the courage to tell him this. The curve from his lips slowly disappeared as his grip on my wrist tightened. His face became dead serious. He didn't like my answer. "Did I hear it wrong?" He asked in a low and serious tone as he started to walk step by step, getting closer to me. I took a step backward until I felt a car behind me. I winced as I felt an unbearable pain around my wrist. It felt like my bone would break in any second. Damn! I need him to stop! "As much as possible, I want us to b
Flashback "How will you fix the mess you made, Steven?!" My Mom's voice was filled with desperation and hatred. "How about you stop talking?" Dad slammed the spoon and fork he was holding on the table. "You're no help!" "If only you were not easy to fool, this wouldn't happened!" Mom grabbed the wine glass and threw it into the ground, making a loud noise as it shattered."Stop!" I couldn't bear hearing the words they threw at each other. "You can argue and fight all you want, but not in front of food. You two are being disrespectful." I was looking down; I couldn't bring myself to stare into their faces because I knew all I would see from them was how miserable and upset they were.Silent filled the room. No one from them wants to talk, neither do I. But the quietness is too loud. I have to break it, "I lost my appetite. I'm going to sleep now." I didn't bother waiting for their answers; instead, I hurriedly walked upstairs straight into my room. I Locked the door and sat on the
I'm on my way back to my Mother’'s hospital. I was wearing a black hoodie, cap, and facemask. I have fruits and food with me. I'm going to stay in the hospital room for a while because the dangerous man from yesterday might be waiting in my apartment. As I walk down the street, my phone rings. Shannon has been calling me multiple times. It's been a year since she helped me. It's been half a year since I left the fast food restaurant to become a full-time prostitute because I earn more here. I know my work is not legal and clean. It never occurred to me that I would do this, but it is my only hope. After what Dad did, Mom and I's life became hell. He left us in debt. I don't know if I should feel sorry for him or resent him. How could he do this to us? To me? Sometimes, I feel tired from all of this and I feel like I just want to end my suffering, but every time I remember Mom, I get a little bit of hope. She's been comatose for half a year and there's still no sign of her waking up,
Nieva's POV:I Woke up when I heard a knock at the door. I slowly opened my eyes and the white ceiling was the first one I saw. After a while, I realized that the ceiling was unfamiliar, so I quickly looked around the room."Ma'am Nieva, this is Manang Gina. You need to wake up and eat breakfast with Sir Desmond." When I heard what the person outside said, I remembered everything that happened yesterday, from my kidnapping to the shotgun marriage and Desmond's almost exploiting me. I quickly sat up on the bed."Ma'am Nieva, if you don't wake up, we will open the door."My chest started to feel heavy again. I will be a prisoner here. I will lose my freedom to do what I want and most of all my life is in danger here.I looked at the door when it opened and saw Manang Gina with a maid who looked only 18 years old. "You're already awake." She signaled the maid who was with her to put the dress she was holding on the bed. I looked at the white dress. "You'll wear that today. Take a shower
Chapter 5 The black car stopped in front of a tall and wide golden gate. Suddenly a light turned on the adjacent pole, it scanned the car then the light turned green and the gate opened. The driver immediately drove inside. I looked around and was amazed to see how spacious it was here. all black poles were lighting the way, I looked around and saw many different types of plants and trees. There are also a few familiar flowers."We're here." Hearing Desmond's voice ruined the moment I was having and brought me back to reality. I looked at him who was next to me, he smiled but I immediately looked away. His smile is the worst. The driver got out and opened the door for us."From now on, you're going to live here.." Desmond pointed out when we got out of the car and faced the unbelievablely huge modern house. ".. with me."I swallowed because I knew what he would say would be followed. I have no power in this place, I am just his toy. I can't do anything but accept what he wants."Sha
I'm on my way back to my Mother’'s hospital. I was wearing a black hoodie, cap, and facemask. I have fruits and food with me. I'm going to stay in the hospital room for a while because the dangerous man from yesterday might be waiting in my apartment. As I walk down the street, my phone rings. Shannon has been calling me multiple times. It's been a year since she helped me. It's been half a year since I left the fast food restaurant to become a full-time prostitute because I earn more here. I know my work is not legal and clean. It never occurred to me that I would do this, but it is my only hope. After what Dad did, Mom and I's life became hell. He left us in debt. I don't know if I should feel sorry for him or resent him. How could he do this to us? To me? Sometimes, I feel tired from all of this and I feel like I just want to end my suffering, but every time I remember Mom, I get a little bit of hope. She's been comatose for half a year and there's still no sign of her waking up,
Flashback "How will you fix the mess you made, Steven?!" My Mom's voice was filled with desperation and hatred. "How about you stop talking?" Dad slammed the spoon and fork he was holding on the table. "You're no help!" "If only you were not easy to fool, this wouldn't happened!" Mom grabbed the wine glass and threw it into the ground, making a loud noise as it shattered."Stop!" I couldn't bear hearing the words they threw at each other. "You can argue and fight all you want, but not in front of food. You two are being disrespectful." I was looking down; I couldn't bring myself to stare into their faces because I knew all I would see from them was how miserable and upset they were.Silent filled the room. No one from them wants to talk, neither do I. But the quietness is too loud. I have to break it, "I lost my appetite. I'm going to sleep now." I didn't bother waiting for their answers; instead, I hurriedly walked upstairs straight into my room. I Locked the door and sat on the
Nieva's POV:"The Mafia boss, and you're going to marry me whether you like it or not." Silence took over between us. I kept staring at his dark black eyes, unable to talk. I am confused. What the hell is he talking about? "I know questions are lingering inside your head right now." He slides the gun inside the pocket of his pants. "But that can wait..." Again, he grasped me by my wrist and smiled devilishly, "and I cannot." "Marry you? I don't even know you." I don't know where I got all the courage to tell him this. The curve from his lips slowly disappeared as his grip on my wrist tightened. His face became dead serious. He didn't like my answer. "Did I hear it wrong?" He asked in a low and serious tone as he started to walk step by step, getting closer to me. I took a step backward until I felt a car behind me. I winced as I felt an unbearable pain around my wrist. It felt like my bone would break in any second. Damn! I need him to stop! "As much as possible, I want us to b
The old man whom my customer tonight started to kiss me. I couldn't bear to see his face this close. I could see his pores, wrinkles, and freckles. It disgusts me. His lips tasted like a cigarette—a strong one. I firmly closed my eyes. I wanted to pull away but couldn't do it. This is all for money, Nieva. You can do it. Endure this a little. This will end soon. "Honey, you taste like candy, so young and flavourful," he whispered as he stopped kissing me on my lips and grabbed my thighs tightly. My skin crawls by what I've just heard. The words coming out from his mouth are disgusting, too. I've encountered a lot of people like him. They crave for young women to satisfy their needs: a total creep and a pervert. I despise them. He started kissing me on my cheeks, down to my neck and shoulders. His lips pressing on my skin feels like a needle. "Is the money not enough, sweetie?" he asked as he grabbed my chin, making me face him. I gulped and took a deep breath. "It is more than en