My head told me to refuse but my body seemed to have its own agenda, rooted in place despite my desire to flee. Keith's presence was intimidating, always stirring fear within me each time he got like this.As my fingers clenched the duvet, betraying my inner frustration, I could feel the tremors spreading through me. "Say no, Jenna," my inner voice pleaded. "Just say it."My eyes were still looking into his and I could feel my hands shaking bit by bit. "Go on Jenna. Tell him no. Just say it and he'll leave you alone." I thought."I...I..." My voice faltered as I struggled to form coherent words under Keith's penetrating stare. His proximity was overwhelming, enveloping me in heat.Keith's hand went behind my neck, pushing my face towards his as his voice turned husky, soft, seductive and tempting, "What was our deal when you first stepped into this mansion, Jenna?" he asked me as he breathed down on my cheek.I could feel his lips getting closer to mine."I don't kn-" I groaned when h
My heart rate increased as I realized he was about to give it to me doggy style. I've never tried it before. I've always been scared of how it might hurt but then...Keith is giving me a full experience of good sex."Yes, sir," I answered, releasing a satisfactory sigh at the end of my answer.He grinned and grabbed a handful of my hair, turning me to face a different direction. A mirror."Can't keep all the fun to myself," Keith groaned, "you're gonna watch me fuck you."I felt my pussy squirt and watched in the mirror as Keith grinned, "you like that idea, huh?" he asked.Keith spat on his fingers and slid them from my pussy hole up to my ass hole and I twisted my hips in reaction to the feeling. He pushed my chest further down until my breasts were fully rested on the bed and then he grabbed hold of my hair again, holding my face up to watch the mirror.Keith rubbed his other hand on my ass cheek and then placed the same hand on my hips to hold me firmly in place.I closed my eyes
The next morning, I woke up, stretching myself in bed. I felt, not just refreshed, but also happy. Like, overly happy.Thinking back to last night, my cheeks turned red and I had to cover my face with the duvet out of embarrassment.We had sex and fell asleep together in my bed. Oh my gosh. I can't believe that happened.After getting myself together, I reached out my hand to the other side of the bed, but my fingers brushed against cool, empty sheets. Confusion swept over me as I sat up, searching the room for any sign of Keith. Did he leave at night or just this morning?I looked at the clock on the wall and panicked. Of course, he left for work without me! I'm late for work.I rushed out of bed and quickly had my bath and got dressed. With my handbag practically flying in my hand, I rushed down the stairs but God knows I can't go to work on an empty stomach.Hearing my tummy rumble, I made a turn from the front door to the kitchen, praying that the cook had already prepared someth
"Why the fuck did you do that?!" she screamed and people's heads turned towards us. Noticing this, she quickly sat back down and lowered her head, "what do you want? If it's nothing concerning work then fuck off." she said, her voice lowered.Sarah's outburst caught me off guard, but her black eye was even more unsettling. I couldn't just ignore it, especially considering the tension in the office lately."Sarah, I'm sorry for startling you, but I'm genuinely concerned about you. That bruise looks painful. Please, tell me what happened. You don't deserve to be treated like this." My voice was soft, trying to convey both empathy and concern.It felt strange that I, of all people, was concerned about the same woman I sought to get revenge after."Oh please. As if you of all people would care about me getting harmed," Sarah scoffed, "I'm trying to work here so please buzz off." I watched her face even more closely as she spoke. It wasn't just a black eye that she got. Underneath Sarah
12 hours later... I woke up feeling an aching pain at the back of my head and when I opened my eyes, it was nothing but darkness. There was a sack over my head but no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, it wouldn't come off. The fact that my arms and legs were tied up proved that I had been kidnapped, as I recalled what happened last before everywhere went dark. "Hey! Who's there?! Help!" I screamed, knowing at the back of my mind that it was pointless. "It looks like she has finally woken up." the excited voice of a man echoed in my ears as I turned my head frantically as if it would help me see. I felt someone grab my arm but I struggled against the grip. "A feisty one, isn't she?" a different voice sounded, "go get the boss." As I sat there, my heart beating frantically, I heard footsteps and then a halt of those footsteps. The sack over my head was yanked off and I had my eyes shut tightly as my heart raced even faster. Slowly, I opened my eyes, the sand-covered gro
BACK TO JENNA'S POV"So it's you who is responsible for keeping me in here, Raphael?!" I screamed, "Untie me! I have no time for this!"As I struggled against the bindings, Raphael chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. "Oh, Jenna, you always were a spirited one. But I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere until I've gotten what I wanted."I glared at him, fury burning in my eyes. "Let me go, Raphael. This is madness."He simply shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Not until you understand the gravity of the situation." he said, "You are yet to experience true madness, my love and I am going to show you just how much you mean to me.""By kidnapping me?!" I questioned with a shout.Raphael laughed, "even better. I won't just kidnap you, we will be getting married soon. We will have our happily ever after.""I'd rather pick a bear over you." I retorted."Logically, you wouldn't dare try it." Raphael smirked, "why would you rather die? You belong to me. It's destiny. And si
"You- You're lying." I gave a nervous chuckle, "you were only nine or ten years old. A- A child is not capable of such a thing.""Well, I was a child then. But I was also a patient from the psychiatric ward." Raphael said, watching my reaction while he towered over me.***WRITER'S POV***TWELVE YEARS AGO...In the sterile corridor of a psychiatric ward, lined with closed doors. The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting an eerie glow. Suddenly, the sound of running footsteps echoes down the hallway. That was Raphael, a nine-year-old boy, his hospital gown billowing behind him as he sprinted towards freedom."I have to get out of here," Raphael said, breathless and eyes wide with exhilaration.He heard footsteps and almost panicked, "I thought no one was supposed to be out this late?" he thought to himself.Raphael darted around a corner, finding himself in a deserted reception area. He spotted an open window and rushed towards it, his heart pounding in his chest. With a surge of
I huddled in the corner, tears streaming down my face and my heart racing with nothing but fear since the conversation I had with Raphael.Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps pierced through the silence, sending a chill down my spine. Two menacing figures barged in, their eyes gleaming with malice as they advanced towards me."She's beautiful isn't she?" one of them said."I think she'll look even more hot in a hopeless state." the second responded while I shifted back from them.The first laughed, "The mere watching her struggle turns me on, man. I'll have to go first." the first said."No way. This was my idea so I will go first. Just in case the boss interrupts before another round." the second argued.My eyes widened in fear the moment I understood what those men were discussing and my heartbeat became painful.No. This can't be happening. Not to me. I was just about to scream but the first man noticed and stopped me in time, placing his hand tightly over my mouth."There
KEITH POVThe line went dead, and I put the phone back in my pocket. I stepped out of the car and waited, leaning back on the car booth.I could feel Lorah's movement in the booth and it was so tempting to pull her out and finish her off but I waited patiently for Leonard to show up first.My eyes scanned the surroundings. Every shadow was a potential threat.Finally, headlights cut through the darkness, and a sleek black car pulled into the alley. Leonard stepped out, his face a mask of confidence and arrogance. Leonard smiled when his eyes landed on me and I gritted my teeth. My arms which were folded together, tightened.He thought he was in control, that he had the upper hand. Little did he know, tonight would be his last."Keith," he greeted, his voice smooth and composed. "Where's my wife?"I scoffed, pushing off from the car, "Did you come because you loved her, or just to get rid of a witness?"Leonard's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, Keith? Of course I love my wife. Where
KEITH POVI never knew Laura had a twin sister with the name Lorah. I never thought that the twin would hate me so much that she'd plot with Leonard to kill me herself."Why?" I asked, although I didn't really care. I doubt her reason would save her from what I had in store for her."Why?" she chuckled, "because you hurt me Keith. You chose my sister over me even if I was the one you saw first. Love at first sight? Pfft! You fucking married the wrong twin!" Lorah spat.I squatted to her level on the ground, staring into her eyes with mine as empty as I felt, "I'm glad I married your twin. I'd never love someone as evil as you.""Evil? Keith, you are evil itself!" Lorah screamed in my face and I took out a handkerchief from my pocket to wipe my face before standing up straight.I turned away from her before speaking orders to Cecilia, "tie her up and throw her into the booth of my car."Cecilia nodded without hesitation, grabbing Lorah by the arms and dragging her out of the room. "I
LAURA POVI couldn't have been more happier when the news of Jenna's death reached me. Sadly, I had to pretend to be sad about it to everyone but now that I'm alone in my room, I can finally smile at least.My phone buzzed in the pocket of my Jeans and I scanned around, shutting my bedroom door afterwards, before finally picking up.It was a call from my sweet husband Leonard, the man for whom I've gone this far in this scheme."My love." he started and I blushed, "I heard the news of her death. How is he taking it?"A smirk played on my lips as I responded, "very badly."I could imagine the grin on his face right now."Very good. That means that at this point, his guard will be let down. Do you still have the poisoned blade I gifted you?" Leonard asked.I took out a small key from my pocket and unlocked the bottom drawer next to my bed, taking out a dagger after I opened it."Yes," I answered, ready to take his orders.It's funny how they believe my husband will be the one to kill Ke
KEITH POV"Doctor, will he be fine?""He will. He just fainted from too much stress, lack of food for possibly the last four days, and overthinking as well. He needs to take it easy or who knows what might happen.""Alright, doctor.""Make sure you keep a close eye on him. Force him to take the medicines if you have to. His health depends on it, Mr Richard.""I'll make sure he recovers." Richard's voice echoed in my head with other voices mixing in all of a sudden, "thank you for your help."I squeezed my eyes shut when I was almost blinded by the light in the room."Where the fuck am I?" I asked, not sure if Richard was still in the room or not.I sat up and after a few seconds, my eyes opened, adjusting to the light.I was in a small, sterile hospital room. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air. Richard came closer and sat on a chair beside my bed, his face etched with worry."You're awake," he said, relief evident in his voice as he leaned forward. "How do you feel?""Like
KEITH POVI pushed back harder, my desperation turning into raw fury. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what I need to know!" I shouted, my voice breaking.Two officers grabbed my arms, trying to drag me away, but I fought back, wrenching myself free and shoving one of them. My vision blurred with rage and fear. I swung wildly, my fist connecting with an officer’s jaw. The commotion drew more attention, and I could hear the murmurs of the crowd growing louder."Tell me! What was the victim's name?!" I yelled at the officer whose eyes filled with fear as I stared into his eyes with anger.He didn't speak until I raised my fist to Puch him."We don't know the victim's name! Just her face from CCTV footage!" the officer yelled, shielding his face.My eyebrows, once furrowed, now relaxed while my raised fist weakened, "the news said..." my voice trailed off."It's just one victim. We don't plan on meeting any family member or investigating the woman!" he confessed."What?!" I exc
KEITH POVI drove around aimlessly, trying to think of where Jenna could have gone. My mind was a storm of anxiety and regret. How had things spiraled so far out of control? Eventually, I parked the car in a quiet spot and pulled out my phone. I had to try calling her again, even if she wouldn't answer. My fingers trembled as I dialed her number, praying she would pick up. The phone rang and rang, but there was no answer.Frustrated and helpless, I decided to call Richard. He answered on the second ring."Keith? Did you find her?""No," I replied, my voice strained. "She left the hospital. Do you have any idea where she might go?"Richard was silent for a moment. "Not at all, Keith. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if she returns on her own.""Wait and see?" I snapped. "We can't just sit around while she's out there suffering.""Keith, calm down," Richard urged. "I understand you're worried, but we need to think logically. She might need some space right now."I knew he was ri
KEITH POVRichard's eyes darted nervously before he tried to muster a calm facade. "I wasn't hiding, just trying to get a better signal," he replied, his voice shaky and unconvincing.My grip on his shoulder tightened. "Don't lie to me, Richard. Who were you talking to?" My voice was low, menacing.He swallowed hard, clearly struggling to maintain his composure. "It was a private call, Keith. I swear it has nothing to do with Jenna."I leaned in closer, my face inches from his. "Do you really think I'm in the mood for games? Tell me the truth, or you'll regret it even as my friend."Richard's eyes widened with fear. He glanced around, as if searching for an escape, but there was none. Finally, he sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Keith, I'm not sure how you will take this news...""Spill it."Richard sighed deep, "Jenna... had a miscarriage at a nearby hospital just now."The world seemed to freeze around me, Richard’s words echoing in my mind like a cruel, relentless chant. "
Meanwhile, (EARLIER ON KEITH'S PART) at the Clementines mansion...KEITH POVIn the grand hall of the opulent mansion, priceless artifacts adorned every surface, and million dollars paintings lined the walls but I didn't give a fuck!The tranquility of this grandeur was shattered by my furious roar as I grabbed whatever I could and broke it into pieces just to relieve myself of this anger that didn't want to go away.How could the anger leave? I lost my mind. I lost control and I pushed her.It was like watching someone else from within his body but at the same time, unable to move that body by myself.The sight of her bleeding was the last thing I saw before someone finally stopped me by knocking me out. I couldn't be more grateful to Yilena for that but who told her she had the permission to take my wife away?!"Where is she?!" my voice echoed through the cavernous hall, filled with rage and desperation. My face was contorted with fury, and my eyes blazed with an unsettling intensity
YILENA POVWe quickly boarded the second plane, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Richard took the pilot's seat, while I settled into the back, preparing the parachutes and planting Jenna's dress in the plane. Everything had to look convincing.The engine roared to life, and as we taxied down the runway, I glanced out the window, hoping our plan would succeed. Richard's voice came over the intercom, tense but controlled. "We're about to take off. Ready?""Ready," I replied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me.The plane lifted off the ground, and as we climbed higher, I double-checked the parachutes and ensured everything was in place. Richard began the distress signal after five minutes in the air, his voice urgent and convincing as he reported engine failure and a possible crash landing."We're approaching the designated area," he said over the intercom. "Get ready."I took a deep breath, securing the parachute straps around me. "Let's