" this way " one of Logan's bodyguards said as he walked towards the elevator. " Go on" Beverly said to her crew and together, they gathered up everything they brought in with them and into the elevator. I watched the elevators slide close, leaving me, Beverly and the two bodyguards in the room. Turning a fake smile to Beverly, I stretched a hand towards the stairs " shall we? " I asked her, earning a big smile from her. She nods and follows behind me up the stairs, the two giants right behind us. My hands trembled and itched as I thought of a way to escape. I looked into Beverly's eyes as we got into my room and couldn't quite understand why she never told Logan on me about what I said to her the other day. And now she shows up, pretending like nothing like that happened and instead just smiling like the first time we'd met. " Alright, " she announced with a hand clap " let's get the dresses and shoes and everything organized. Oh bring the shoe boxes first" she points to one of h
Logan's P. O. V. I dragged the cigarette hanging between my two fingers, puffing the smoke in a thick fog and watching it escalating upwards. After apprehending that mother fucker yesterday, he has refused to say anything to Astrid. I'd wanted to walk into that room and show him things that would make him wish he was dead instead but before I could walk out that door, Dani stops me with a hand to my chest. " Don't " he said. He knew very damn well that I'd probably kill him if I walked in there and all his efforts to track Jamie templeman down would be for nothing, taking us back to square one. I'd angrily pulled back and returned back to my bed where I angrily pulled off my necktie, grazing my skin with the sharp ends of the fabric. Astrid had reported earlier this morning that the hostage had fainted from dehydration and weakness from all the beatings. Dani had suggested from across the room that they gave him some space to regain himself before further interrog
Luckily, she walks away after grabbing her drink. I didn't know why I felt relieved even when I was obviously so sexually frustrated. I began to question myself, if Dani was actually the one who needed laying or me. " How is your sister? " I asked Dani, wanting to push out the thoughts threatening to explode in my head. " She's doing great. Her graduation is kicking really close " he replied, his voice proud. " That's nice " " What do you plan to do about our guy? " He asked. When he said "our guy" I knew he referred to our hostage. What do I plan to do with him? Kill him if he didn't provide me with valid information tonight. " Kill him obviously, " I chuckled lightly " you honestly didn't think I was gonna let him go even if he told me where his fucking boss was, did you? " " Of course not. I knew you were gonna kill him regardless. What exactly do you plan to do when you find Jamie Templeman? " I tried to reply but found the words stuck in my throat. For the first time
Layla's P. O. V. I woke up the third day with still no sight of Logan. At this point I was fully aware that he wasn't anywhere near this house. I needed to find ways to get out of here. If he was out of the house for this long and I'm quick enough, I could find a way to get the hell out of here before he even came back. I'm not going to sit around and wait for him to catch me again. I decided to dress up in a skinny blue jeans with a sea blue button down shirt. I pulled up my hair into a ponytail, feeling like Hayley from the originals at the time Klaus Michaelson held her captive in his house because she carried his precious miracle child in her belly. I carefully went down the stairs, taking light steps, eyes darting around for his men but none was in sight. I stepped into the sitting room and closed in on the glass walls. I peered out and tried to see past the gardens surrounding the property, up to the gate that I barely saw it's root. Not a single perso
Logan's P. O. V. I watched Dani's laptop, my lips paused as I watched Layla walking into the basement. I knew it. I knew she would still take the bait. The disappointment waved across my face as I watched her. I felt angry, disgusted and most of all disappointed. How could this girl be so stupid, taking every trap laid down for her? I'd intentionally left the keys in that drawer and opened that door at the back of the basement for her. I wanted to see if she was still going to escape. It's been two weeks and three days since her staying at that fucking house, how could she not get used to it by now? Angrily, I pushed by folded leg from above the other and reached for my phone from across the table. Dani sat next to me, watching the laptop too. I never stopped watching her every move from this side since the day I left the house. She was a fool, thinking there weren't any hidden cameras in the house and that I'd leave her like that, all alone. I've had my me
I heard my own subs as I sat on the cold floor, my back against the wall. I knew Logan was going to burst through the door any time soon and I didn't wanna show him my weakness, didn't wanna show him how much I feared him but I couldn't bring myself to stop the tears from coming . The door bursts open and the devil stalked in. I quickly stood up, my back still plastered on the wall while I tried to stop the tears from coming. I watched his menacing eyes. They glistened. His lips rose up at the corner in an amusing smirk. I worked my brain to come up with a plan. I knew he would hit me, or worse kill me. As he stalked towards me, I thought of what I'm gonna do now. Think! But as soon as he reached me, I pushed him back with my full hands pressed against his hard chest. " Where were you all this while?! " I barked, feigning hurt. He seemed to be taken aback by surprise because he smiles. I gulped hard, waiting for the worst but he doesn't do anything. He just stops and
........ Logan's P. O. V. I watched form the computer screen in my security room as Layla hung from the leash in the dark room. She had slept there last night and I never felt remorseful. She needed to learn her lesson.Dani shifts beside me and leans over the table. "Don't you think she's tired, boss? " He asks.I turned a look at him, angrily. He should know better than saying that." Logan at this point she's going to faint. It's 5 o'clock and she hasn't even eaten anything since yesterday " Dani said with concern.I looked away from him and watched Layla again. " I'd love to see her faint. " I told him.It's been a day and a half since I had her tied up there. I've heard her sob, cry her eyes out till she was exhausted. I knew she had little strength left and that Dani was probably right; I needed to take her from there but I wanted to see her break. What's the point of all this if she doesn't learn her lesson?I rose up and left the room. She needed to know that what wa
Layla's P. O. V. As I slowly drifted away, into the pit of darkness, recoiling into myself, trying to find comfort in my inner self, my life flashed right in front of my eyes. My nineteen years of life on this earth, replaying in front of my eyes. I remembered the happy moments from my life fast forwardly play in front of my eyes. I could see Maddy and I, standing right in front of my locker the very first day I started highschool. Maddy had just walked up to me, asking where I was headed next and offering to show me 'our' next class. I saw the both of us standing in front of the school's larger swimming pool, me at the front with eyes wide open as I watched the pool of water, hyperventilating. I was scared of water. But Maddy stood right behind me, rubbing my outstretched hands, trying to calm me down so I could learn to swim before gym class. I saw my mom standing in my room, offering me a bowl of soup while I laid covered on the bed because I came down with the flu and co
For the next few couple of days Logan took me out to places and I thought he'd completely forgotten about my attempt to escape on our wedding day. Logan would make love to me tenderly, he'd drive us out to eat at the most beautiful restaurants in town, he'd show me around the city and always talk about beautiful things. He'd take me visiting bawling alleys, take me shopping till I got tired. I started to warm up to him and quickly put so many things behind us. Logan would occasionally whisper into my ear how much he loved me and I'd confess it back. Especially one of the many times he pulled me into the shower with him. The feeling was immensely overwhelming. And then, just when I'd thought he'd done too much, Logan grabs me by the arm unexpectedly at the beach he'd taken us to and inhaled my hair deeply. Then he whispered into my ears " what do I have to do to make you love me Layla? " I shuddered before spinning in his arms to face him. And for the first time in so long, I
When Logan had said he planned a date for us I'd expected him to take us to one of his very fancy restaurants that he loved to take me to. Logan loved spending money on grande things, the idea thrilled him and he was always glad whenever he could impress me with all the expensive things he buys for me and the fancy places he takes me to. But instead, he'd taken me to a small eatery set back into a wooden house facing the ocean. It's built up high on a rock, just below the ocean so people could easily get their snacks and drinks and still go down to have a swim while those who loved to sit and eat could see the view of the ocean from up here. It was beautiful. And it kinda felt Mexican. Logan loved things like this I've noted and I couldn't help loving it too. Flower pots decorated the front of this dark oak building with people walking in and out, others eating outside and some inside. Logan was being overly sweet when he pulled a chair out for me and wouldn't stop smiling at
I believed that I almost saw every side of him. But this one was new to me. Logan never forced himself on me; he never had sex with me without my consent. This wasn't sex, this was rape. " Logan stop! I don't want this!" I screamed. I tried to push him away. But he doesn't stop. He abducts my two hands and locks them in his one hand at the top of my head. And with his one hand he started to roam my body. Every part, every inch. He slides his hand down my stomach and reaches the hem of my white pants. I tried to pull my legs together but his wide body separates them further as he fully laid on top of me, letting go of my hands so he could take off my shirt. Then I started to fight him again. Logan never forced me to have sex with him. I knew he'd attempted that when he'd newly kidnapped me but he always stopped when I asked him to. But right now, he was so furious and driven by pure hate and anger I knew he wasn't going to stop if I begged him to. But I don't stop fighting. I t
I watched wide eyed as Logan provided a portable knife from his back pocket and pushed it's blade out. He leans back on top of me and traced the cold metal along my chin. I knew I had to remain still so I don't get torn with the sharp object. " Please......" I begged, my body physically vibrating. " Shhhhhh" Logan said like he was cooing to a baby. " That's not what I wanna hear, love. You don't need to beg me, you know why I'm doing this to you don't you? So you don't have to be scared of me " I simply nodded gently as I knew exactly what would happen if I disobeyed him. Whatever happened today was my fault but I didn't deserve this. Nobody deserves this drastic punishment and I knew being the Logan that he was, there was more installed for me. Logan sighed and slowly started stroking my hair. I flinched at first but I knew there was no point in defying him anymore. So I let him stroke my hair and I saw how satisfied he was that I wasn't trying to fight him anymore. Then h
Everyone wears a mask, and everyone tries to also hide the fact that they are wearing a mask. Emotions are complicated; sometimes you are angry because the person walking in front of you used to be loyal. And sometimes you are angry at yourself. You blame yourself for every ordeal that has happened to you, you blame yourself for the situation. That was how I was feeling right now. Lost and angry. As I watched my reflection on the mirror, I saw how much pounds of flesh I'd lost over the course of hours. I didn't know where this place was but judging from a couple of neon lit banners I could manage to see on our way here, I was certain this was some Asian country. Could be Thailand or Tokyo or anywhere at that. I heard Logan knocking out something back in the bedroom and it moved me. I was terrified out of my mind and did the only thing I could do to avoid any more of his wrath. I slipped out of my dress and grabbed a towel to cover myself. I took a minute to survey the closet
I didn't know where we went but we arrived there in the late evening, the clouds angry and dark. As if my day couldn't get any more worse. The ride had taken a long while and throughout we didn't say a word to each other. I kept my distance and he did too. I knew he didn't want anything to do with me. I'd proposed for this wedding and tried to run from it when he was completely into it, I wouldn't have anything to do with me either. The airplane landed and we stepped out to find a Lamborghini parked below. Logan doesn't waste time and hauled us inside. I wanted to ask him where he was taking me but decided against it. Asking him wouldn't change a thing if he planned to go kill me and dump my body in some place. And it doesn't guarantee my life either. On our way, I knew I needed to say something. He still looked angry. " Logan...." I called but he doesn't budge " Logan I'm sorry...." " Save it Layla, " he turns to me with a broad smile " we're about to have the best time of o
My fingers trembled as I stood in front of the priest, hand in Logan's as we said the vows. My voice trembled and it fascinated me a great deal that none of the people seated on all those pews could stand up and speak about how strange this wedding was. I had a bleeding nose, blood splashed across my face, my make up smeared on the wrong places and my white wedding gown was stained and dirty all over. But nobody could say anything about it, not even the priest. Of course they all knew Logan, nobody wanted to interfere or meet an early death. When we'd first walked in, I'd seen the surprise in his mother's wide eyes as she saw me. So was Elina and the rest of the family. There wasn't an outsider here except for Logan's men and so far they were all the same people. When Logan slipped his ring into my finger, I knew this was it. I felt caged for some reasons and felt it impossible to leave at this point. I knew a simple band around the finger meant nothing but I couldn't help the
I thought about changing back into my clothes but I knew Graziella would come back into the room before I'm able to do that. So I picked up the ends of the clothes and turned back to Emily. "There's a way through the parking lot inside the hotel, this way" she called and I quickly followed her. As we made our way out, I kept an eye out for Graziella, while still trying to hide my face from the rest of the few people seated around. I knew it was hard for any of Logan's men who saw me in this white dress to not recognize me. I knew he had given me all the privacy a bride to be needed before the wedding by allowing me alone here with the women. He had trusted me and never thought I'd do something like this. The people seated at the lobby threw beautiful smiles at me, some even nodded at me. They all saw a beautiful bride about to get married, they didn't know that I was there against my will and on my way to freedom. After returning their smiles, I got into the elevator with Emil
" I need your help, Emily " I told her, putting a hand over the magazine like I was pointing out a hair style to her. "I need to get out of here and you're the only one that can help me. I've been brought here against my will and I want you to help me get out " There's a moment of silence on her ends before she finally spoke. " Okay.... Are you serious about this?" She whispers, slightly looking up to see me. I nodded gently and gave her a smile so whoever was watching us from somewhere didn't catch up on what I was doing. " I'm about to be forced to get married to this man, Emily and I beg you to please help me " "Okay, what do I have to do?" " I need you to bring a car to the hotel where I'd be getting dressed for the wedding. Have it hidden and when I'm alone, I would take it and leave. Can you do that for me? Please....." " Yes.... But.... Do I call the police?" There's fear and worry in her voice. I thought about that for a moment. Calling the police was probably the