A M A R AI woke up on a freezing cold floor. Memories of yesterday running through my head. I was pregnant. The man I loved thought I betrayed him. I was kidnapped.I was spooked by the sound of a bang on the other side of the door enclosing me in here. I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them. My stomach growled.The handle on the door turned and the one man I was afraid of walked into the room. He smiled at me evilly."Do you know how hard it was to get to you Amara?" He held his hands behind his back and walked slowly forward.I stayed silent. I had no idea how to approach the situation. I wasn't the only life at stake anymore."Speechless huh? You've changed. I remember how you used to be a screamer," he sneered at me."I'm hungry." That was the only thing I could think of saying.Angelo smiled at me and pulled out his phone. "Bring in some food. Now."I sighed in relief, "thank you."Angelo squatted down to my level and asked, "Amara, why were you covering your stomach?
A M A R AJudging by my shitty time keeping skills, I was guessing I was at least 7 months pregnant.It has been a while since I was kidnapped, and I figured no one even cared to look for me anymore.Angelo noticed my weight gain and figured out about the pregnancy. He was angry at first, but now he wanted to use my baby as leverage.He had been making sure I had plenty in nutrients. He wanted to raise the child as his own, making him believe Lucian Moretti was the real monster.Despite the food I was getting, security in my room was tightened. My hands and feet were also permanently tied together. The only time I got out of restraints was when I needed to eat or use the bathroom.Occasionally, I was beat in the face or legs. Angelo's men were informed to stay away from my stomach and back.His minions really thought I needed a punishment today."You're a stupid slut!" One man said as he punched my face multiple times.I felt the blood running down my nose. I sniffled and glared at th
"I'm telling you Mara, he's got a thing for you," my coworker, Ashley said."I don't care if he has a thing for me. I have a boyfriend AND he's our old, perverted boss." I rolled my eyes. "Why would I ever want to have anything to do with that?"She smirked at me. "I would do it. Money is power baby."She got out of her seat and gave me a stern look. "You should come get drinks with us tonight.""I'll think about it," I said as Ashley sighed.I wasn't a fan of "going out." It wasn't because I didn't enjoy hanging out with my friends and drinking, but having one shitty experience seemed to be enough for me. But, I also knew that it was time for me to get out of the house, so giving Ashley the benefit of the doubt was the best option."Let me know," she finished before walking out of the room.I checked the time. I had a meeting with my boss, Mr. Cline, in five minutes. I was his personal assistant, but I basically just did his job for him. Made the powerpoints, wrote the flash cards, p
A M A R AMy mouth dropped open. "What the fuck?""Amara?" Jake dropped the girl's hand. "What are you doing here? I thought you would've been asleep.""Obviously not." I looked at the girl next to him. She was short. And she definitely knew about me."Don't bother texting me. I won't be home tonight either. Or ever, for that matter.""Wait... Amara! I can explain," he pleaded."I don't want to hear it," I sneered as I jetted out of the bathroom. Texting Ashley was all I could handle right now. I would spare her the details for later.I immediately drove to Lara's apartment and grabbed her house key from under the front welcome mat.I walked in and there were wine glasses sitting on the table. This didn't seem like something her family would do, but I guess there were still some things I didn't know about her.After stumbling around her house looking for her, I decided to go to her bedroom. The door wasn't shut all the way, and I could hear the sound of giggling on the other side. She
A M A R AGroggily, I woke up and aggressively shut off my alarm. It had just turned twelve in the afternoon and I needed to start looking for jobs-despite my antagonizing headache.+I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom for a shower. I was sure Sebastian could smell me from his room.After showering, I put on one of my interview outfits. Hopefully there would still be some going on today, and hopefully they would take me without scheduling one prior."Well don't you just look delicious," Seb jokingly flirted.I smirked. "Thanks Seb. Are you ready to go?""Do you want anything to eat? I'm sure you're hungry."My stomach churned. "Ah- I'm ok. I'll pick something up along Mag."He nodded and we left. I dropped him off at work and drove farther downtown to the business district.After about ten minutes, I finally managed to find a parking spot. One of the downsides of living in the Windy City was the traffic.I walked down the street completely oblivious to where I was going and w
A M A R AFlashbackTRIGGER WARNING - CONTAINS GRAPHIC MENTIONS OF DOMESTIC ABUSE"Angelo what are you doing?" He backed me into the wall. I started having a panic attack. "It's me, Amara." My breathing was ragged. "Put the gun down," I pleaded."Why would I do that? Your family embarrassed mine. Winning every fight. You're all cheaters," he accused."B-but we don't. I'm your girlfriend Angelo think this through. You train with us."He shook his head with an evil look in his eyes. The slide of his handgun took a hit at my face. I started bleeding. "Angelo stop. My family will kill you when they find out about this.""Your family is gone. It's just you and me babe," he confessed."What are you talking about?""We killed them."My eyes widened. "W-what?""You heard me. They're all dead. It's just you and me now Amara," he sneered, a smirk forming on his face.My eyes welled with tears, but my body was filled with rage. I took this opportunity to gain control over the situation.While ta
A M A R AI couldn't believe he was making me move in with him. What was his problem? He had to know that I wasn't a snitch, especially after the life I came from.My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of a phone."This is Amara," I mumbled."I'm on my way to your apartment. We're picking up your things. We need to move you in as fast as possible," he complained, annoyed. I didn't know why he would be, after all, this was his decision.This was going to be awkward. "Most of my things aren't even there. You'll have to go to a different address.""Well I'm at your apartment now. 3B?" He asked.Wait a minute. That was my old address. Shit. I never updated it. "Oh my god whatever you do, do not knock on that door.""Why? Are you selling drugs on the side? That would explain why this place is so nice," he joked sarcastically."What? No. Just wait for me to get there before you do anything.""Too late," he said as he hung up on me. You've got to be kidding me.+I sprinted out of Seba
A M A R ATRIGGER WARNING - MENTIONS OF EATING DISORDERS"Holy shit," I gasped as I ran my fingertips over the marble countertops. "This place is amazing.."After looking around for quite some time, I decided it would be a good idea to get my stuff out of my car.I walked outside and asked the guard if he knew of anyone who could help me. He said that there was a maid and she would be able to. Her name was Sandra.I went back inside and looked around for Mr. Moretti's maid. After searching for a while, I finally found the laundry room, where she was folding some white sheets."Hi, My name is Amara. Mr. Moretti might have told you about me?" I asked, scaring her on accident.She jumped when I spoke. I could tell she wasn't expecting a visitor. "Yes dear he did. I'm sorry you startled me. I wasn't expecting you so soon."We shared a laugh and she followed me out to my car. We carried all the boxes in and up to my new room. "He is asleep right now. I would be as quiet as possible. I have