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The End.
The distant calling of a voice makes me open my eyes; all I see is clear blue sky in front of me. “Tim?” I whisper closing my eyes again as a recollection of the moments of Joe taking him away starts flooding my mind. “Isabelle? Are you okay? He is right here look.” I hear Zen say. “Mom, are you okay?” I feel a small head on my chest and a pair of arms wrapping themselves around my body.
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Set Me Free Sequel.
To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a short preview of the book. Enjoy.“What is your name?” A deep voice of a man echoes throughout the poorly lit room.Daniel, who is cuffed to a white medical bed, can barely see anything. Small beads of sweat are pooling on his forehead due to the humidity and hot temperature of the room. His blurry
Set Me Free 1.
What is life? Well, you must be wondering why I’m asking you this question. For me, my life is this mansion. This big mansion, filled with all the luxuries possible, all of the expensive type of furniture. The floors are made of marble and can get really slippery right after I mop them. Once, the ‘mistress’ of the house slipped and fell on her face. It was so funny at first, but later it wasn’t when I got beaten up and had to clean up the entire house on my own. Chandeliers scattered around the house. At night when all of them are lit up, it feels like bright white stars are blinking down at me. They provide serenity to my chaotic mind; I could sit under them and watch them glow in all their glory all night and day.
Set Me Free 2.
We arrive at Letty’s in his matte black Audi e-tron GT it's his favorite car to drive. I stare at the house that is booming with loud music. My hands start sweating due to nervously; I'm not sure about this all the rich kids are nothing but snooty. I don't know how Zen turned out to be so different.“Why are you worrying so much? It’s just a party Isabel, and look at you, you look so beautiful.” He tucks a strand of my hair to the back of my ear. “Oh yeah, stop lying.” I slap his hand away and blush hard. “Let’s
Set Me Free 3.
We sit in the car silently while he drives back home. I stare at him and observe his face, it’s completely neutral, and I can’t read him. “Zen?” It comes out as a whisper but he turns his head towards me as soon as I call him. “What is it? Does it hurt somewhere? We should go to the doctor, yes we should. I’m taking a turn.” He turns his gaze back towards the road. “No, no, I’m okay. Are you okay? Why are you so quiet? Talk to me.” I lean on the seat and stare at his face and watch his expressions soften a little. “I’m fine. I just, I just can’t stop imagining what would’ve happened to you if I didn’t come down to look for you.” I can see the restlessness in his eyes, while he runs his fingers through his hair.
Set Me Free 4.
“Let’s go, Belle. It’s your birthday, we will party just you and I.” Zen pulls on my hand, not letting me mop the floor. “Zen, please you know your mom won’t like it. She will probably take her anger out on me somehow later on. So, please I don’t want to.” I pull my hand away from his hold and start mopping the floor again. “Fine.” He doesn’t say anything else and walks straight back to his bedroom.I watch him disappear in his room, I know he’s hurt but I just don’t want to give his mom any change to get all riled up. Since the last incident, I stay cautious and do as much as I’m told. When Zen found out what had happened, both of them got into a big fight. He threatened her that he will leave the house if she keeps on treating me like this. And in r
Set Me Free 5.
I moan feeling his tongue glide across my neck.He sucks on my neck and kisses me all over my collarbone. I whimper feeling butterflies erupt in my stomach. “Zen, everyone’s watching,” I whisper tugging his hair. He says nothing and continues his sweet torture on me. "Uhh!Zen." I moan out loud tugging on his hair. He puts his hands under my butt cheeks and makes me wrap my legs around his waist. I look at him and kiss him softly making the kiss sensual. I kiss the corner of his lips and kiss his jaw and suck on it. He bites his lips holding me and squeezes my waist hard. "Always wanted to squeeze your big butt that you keep on swinging in front of my face, in your tight skirt
Set Me Free 6.
We sit there in each other’s arms not worrying about what will happen next. Where will this relationship go? Will our friendship be ruined because of this step we took? I was worried for a moment, but it all went away when I looked up at his face. Suddenly, nothing mattered, only he did. I silently stare at him and watch him go through his phone. I look closely at his handsome face and start studying it. His beautiful features are glistening with a light layer of sweat; his eyes are like an ocean. Deep, dark, and full of mystery, I wonder what is going on in his head, is he thinking about us? Is he worried about our relationship?
Set Me Free 7.
Days past since our special night, I’m still drunk in the essence of it. I can still feel his touch dance on my skin; they ignite a blazing fire in the pit of my stomach every time I recall our moments. Whenever I feel my lips with my fingers, I start feeling his lips on mine. The feeling of his feather like lips leave a tickling sensation on mine, making my heart fill up with pure bliss.Drops of hot water from the boiling kettle lands on my hand and pulls me out of my thoughts. I hiss rubbing the area while taking off the kettle from the shove. I pour the water into the cup and put a teabag in it. Mrs. Fleming’s afternoon tea is very crucial, if by any chance I mess it up. This tea will become one with my face; trust me I can tell from last experiences.
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