Chapter 5

Warning!! Rape scene and abuse in this chapter. Please read at your own risk.

SAMANTHA

Paralyzed.

I couldn't move nor could I cry.

Skin slapping with mine. Tears rolled down my cheeks but I couldn't make a sound.

I could feel the cold breeze on my skin, I was naked.

I couldn't move, his doing it again. I can smell him. The sweat and his Cologne. I feel like throwing up.

"Come on bitch release!" Oliver grunts thrusting in and out.

"Please, please let me go your hurting me," I cried hoping that this time he would listen.

He ignored me and just continue to thrust harder, "I said fucking release, Samantha!" He yelled at me before putting pressure on my neck trying to strangle me.

I shook my head but this only makes him angrier, "Release or I will put a bullet in James' head!"

My eyes almost popped out of my head, I know this isn't an empty threat, he will do it if I don't listen. I hate that he has this hold over me. He knows James means the world to me.

Letting out a sob I do as he said feeling ashamed of myself for listening.

He groan as he finds his release then I felt something warm inside of me. I hate it. I hate him. I cry for my pathetic life.

"Now that wasn't so hard was it?" He let go of my neck, "Next time I will fucking hurt you if you don't listen the first time. Clean up this mess."

He got up from me and left my room.

I could feel the pain he put me through making me scream.

He raped me again. No one knows what he is doing and if they do they won't help me. Why? why me? Why did you guys leave me, mom, and grandpa? Why does this happen to me?

I screamed louder, Why me?

"Sam! Sam wake up!" I hear a familiar voice.

I woke up and I see James sitting on my bed looking at me with a worried expression.

He pulled me up and hugged me. I tried to breathe but couldn't. I always get panic attacks after a nightmare.

I tried to say I can't breathe. "It was just a nightmare, Sam, take a big breath. Concentrate on my voice. It's only you and me in the room."

I find myself breathing in and out while listening to James' voice.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" A very angry voice shouts from the door making me flinch.

"I will talk to you later Apollo, if you can leave now that would be highly appreciated."

"Over my dead body! I won't allow you to stay in here a second longer. I'm counting to three then I want you out!" Apollo said walking up to us.

"James, go I will be alright. Thank you for helping me." I said looking up at James who looked like he wants to murder someone.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded my head assuring him that I will be okay.

Once James left Apollo pushed me against the wall.

"Are you seriously trying to seduce my men? I knew you were a whore but didn't think you would show your colors this early."

I gasped at what I just heard. My eyes begin to tear up knowing that he thought of me as a whore.

"I wasn't trying to seduce James you have to believe me," I whispered swallowing a sob.

"Then tell me why the fuck he came looking for you tonight and what the hell he was doing in your room at three in the morning?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"James... James is my stepbrother."

He looked at me with a frown before stepping away and leaving my room.

I fell to the ground crying. I wish I could just end my life. I don't want this life anymore.

I woke up with a knock on the door, "It's open".

I thought it was Apollo that was at the door but a young lady stepped inside smiling at me, quietly shutting the door.

"Hey, I'm Iris. I'm one of Mr. Nicolaou's servants." She introduced herself.

"H.. Hi I'm Samantha," I responded with a stutter not sure if she was just putting up a front.

"Yes, I know who you are," She said with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Nicolaou asked me to be your maid."

I don't know why I need a personal maid, I'm just here as a slave. Why would he assign a maid for me?

"Okay, a pleasure to meet you," I said still unsure as to why she's suddenly here.

"Mr. Nicolaou arent here today. He received a phone call and he said you will talk as soon as he gets back from his trip." She said walking to my wardrobe.

"Oh and I can tell you a few things about Mr. Nicolaou this way you know how to act in front of him so that you don't get into any trouble."

I just stare at her not sure if I want to know because frankly, it looks like just the sight of me irritates him. I shook my head deciding I don't want to know or get to know Apollo.

"I think you should take a shower while I clean your room and as soon as you are done I will get you some breakfast," Iris said while taking out clothes for me to wear

"Thank you, but you know no offense or anything but i... Um, I can do all of this on my own."

She just smile at me before placing the clothes on my bed. "There you go, now quickly go and shower."

I stand up taking the clothes before walking to the bathroom. Once inside I locked the door. I don't want her to come inside and see all of my scars.

Standing under the hot shower I wonder where James is. Is he still here or has he left again? So many questions run through my mind that I want to ask him but I know I cant do it in front of Apollo or Iris.

As I entered the room again I saw Iris with a tray in her hands, "Oh good now you can just come and have something to eat then you will feel much better."

I walked up to where she put the tray on the small table. She served me some coffee before leaving me to eat.

It's been a week since I last saw or heard from Apollo. I'm afraid of what he will do or say after that last night I saw him. I'm afraid to look at him or talk to him.

I watched a movie to take my mind off all that could go wrong once he's back again.

I was ordered to stay in my room until he gets back. All I do is sleep, shower, eat and watch movies.

In the morning Iris would bring me breakfast and while I'm eating she cleans the room. Iris and I sort of started making friends I guess I was wrong about her.

Iris told me a little more about Apollo and how to handle myself in front of him, after hearing what she had to say about him only made me more afraid of him.

My days are mostly boring but better than being locked up in a cage only coming out when they want us for sex.

I must say getting breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed while laying in bed feels like heaven even if I'm still a prisoner of some sort, and I'm thankful for that.

The nightmares have gotten worse and I'm afraid that someone will hear me scream but so far no one has touched wood.

So yes this is how I spend the last few days locked up in my room. I would think it's everyone's dream to just sit and do nothing and I'm going to enjoy it because something tells me that as soon as Apollo gets back everything will change.

A knock on my door brings me back to reality. I opened the door and Iris walked in looking at me with a sad face.

"What's wrong?" I asked her worried that something has happened.

She gives me a tight smile before walking past me still not looking at me.

"Iris, please tell me what's wrong. Are you sick?" I try again hoping she would tell me what was bothering her.

"Its... It's Mr. Apollo", she sights looking at me, " He's back and he wants me to take you to him."

Wait his back so soon? Why? Why did he have to come back? Couldn't he stay longer where ever he was?

"In what mood is he?" I asked trying to be brave.

Iris chuckled before replying, "You know out of all the questions this is the only one you could come up with?"

I smile knowing she's right.

"I don't think you want to know, come Mr. Nicolaou doesn't like waiting I suggest we hurry before he comes to get you himself."

Taking a big breath I can do this.

We arrived at his office and Iris lift her hand to knock I almost asked her to take me back to my room.

"Come in," I hear his voice on the other side.

"Miss Black is here," Iris spoke once we stood in front of his office table.

He rose his head to look at us, I gulped as his eyes first met with mine then adverted to Iris then he dismissed her. She gives me one look before closing the door behind her.

Silence lingered in the room and it was longer than I expected.

"Sit," he ordered and I hesitantly sit in the chair opposite of him feeling his eyes on me.

As soon as I look up I saw him looking at me intently making me shiver. Why does he have to look at me that way? He knows he's making me nervous and I think he likes getting this reaction from me.

He smirks when he saw me moving on the chair, "Alright now that you are here there are a few things you should know since you belong to me now."

I look at him with wide eyes something tells me I'm not going to like what his going to say.

"First thing first, you are going to marry me," he said slowly looking at my reaction.

"Wait marry you?" I asked with wide eyes not sure if I heard him right.

"You heard me you will marry me and give me an heir if you ever want to be free again!"

Oh no! No! How can he ask me something like that? I will do anything but that...

"Why?" I whispered more to myself but he heard me.

"Simple I need an heir and you will be the perfect one to do so. This will be a no strings attached kind of deal. You will marry me and in the next year provide me with an heir then I will set you free if its a boy." He said looking me up and down.

I felt like I'm being auctioned again but this time the grand prize will be my body.

"Okay," was all I could say. I remember Iris told ne not to go against his wishes if I want to live.

"Great, there will be rules you have to follow if you don't you will be punished."

Rules? Ugh, why the hell does he want rules?

I nodded showing him to continue, "I have six rules make sure you obey them. Rule number one, you will obey me.

Rule number two, you will call me master when we are alone.

Rule number three, you will be my maid. You will cook for me, wash my clothes and clean my room.

Rule number four, if my family visit you will sleep in my room and act like we are happy.

Rule number five, you will not deny me any sexual desire if I come to you.

Rule number six, you will accompany me to events if I ask you to." He said looking at me.

I slowly nodded and whispered, "Understood."

He smirked at me, "Good, now get the fuck out of my office."

I got up as quickly as I can and ran out of his office. Once I got to my room I went to the bathroom locking it behind me.

I stripped and went under the shower letting my tears mix with the water.

I knew my life here would be just as bad as the other places. I don't have a say in any of this. How will I be able to carry an heir for him? What if it's a girl then I will have to live here longer. What if he doesn't want the girl?

I asked myself this question knowing that I'm doomed living here.