"The police have told us everything, Ella. I, on behalf of everyone else, apologize if we didn't understand your course. We are sorry for every single thing we said about you behind your back." One girl says after a long decade of hugging them in groups.God! How many are they again?"It's alright. There is nothing to apologize for. There was nothing to understand in this place. What matters now is that we are all free." I assure her."And it's all because of you, Ella! We owe you our freedom and our lives as well." Another girl says."No. Listen to me, girls. No one owes me anything. If there is someone we should be grateful to, it is these devoted officers, and these two gentlemen who risked their all to come into this war. Nothing would have been possible without them." I say, but Dan steps forward, Grace in his arms.Have they made up already? I thought she was over the edge with remorse towards him. The way she is snuggling to him, huh! What happened to 'I don't want to hear his
Our long sweet and cheered kiss is cut shot by Deep's phone buzzing. We were not intending to stop this beautiful moment any time soon for any reasons, but this might be important. We pull away albeit unwillingly, and I had to bury my face in Deep's chest as he receives the call.Uuu! I can't believe we are savoring peace at last. This sometimes felt inconceivable, but I am glad we finally attained it. Ooh, hail God, and I am sorry. Forgive me for those times when I felt like you had closed all the doors and windows of heaven on me. "Love?" Deep calls, stroking my back, and I jerk my face to him."Mmh?!" I ask."It was a call from the hospital. Hannah is asking for you." He says."Is she okay?" I implore."The doctor didn't say much. She only said that you need to go there right away." Deep says, and that doesn't sit well with me.The day is so young and fairing on well. I hope nothing ruins this or anything else forever. I hope she is okay. And her poor baby too."You two can go! I w
I watch as the door of this dark cage flow ajar. Before I delude myself that it's Joy who has slinked in to check on me, the familiar ominous compelling scent of the monster fills the room, conjuring the familiar adrenaline rush in me. Panic spews in me, and I curl myself up under the sheets, stymieing any contact with my face so as not to irritate the bruises.These abrasions that the monster has inflicted on me, and he is getting a kick out of giving me all these tortures for the reasons that I don't know. How I got here a week ago without a single memory from my past still remains a puzzle that I have no way of cracking. "Get up!" His icy tone echoes, adding more terror to the aura I am gasping, my heart pounding with fear induced by his composure.Without wasting even a second of his time, I jerk myself up and sit at the corner of the bed. His demeaning demeanor and the terror he is percolating don't allow me to look up at him. I keep my head hunched down, like a scared slave bef
I stand before the mirror after dressing up, the blue gown making a good mockery of my situation. I feel so dirty even in this elegant attire. It's been hours since that monster vented all his sexual anger on me. I feel so disgusting. I feel so dirty. If only the long hour I have spent in the shower was enough to scour his scent off me, if only I can stop feeling nauseous remembering his kisses, just, if only. But even after the long shower, I feel as disgusting as I was when he left me dripping with cums hours ago. His touches are still irritating skin.The make-up artist that he sent to me to hide the imprints of his animosity on my face did a commendable, but the emotional pain is so dominant. It can't be masked. Nothing can heal or conceal this emotional torture. The sound of the door opening startles me. I dry my tears not minding the mascara and other make-up. I turn around, and gladly this time, it's not my nightmare, but the only friend I have had so far for that one week tha
I hug Ajay's arm tight, and he possessively encompasses my waist as if he owns any right to it. Ooh, I forgot. I am his property now. His toy - his sex toy and I know better than to resist his disgusting grip. Him being this close to me enhances more to the suffocating scent of the pheromones he smudged on me earlier. If he was a wolf, I would be having a deep unbearable wound on my neck denoting how he savagely marked me. Walking in through the foyer of what is termed as ”the entertainment room”, my mind drifts away from my sad tale to the heart-wrecking scenery of poor girls twerking their naked arses on the dance floor. It's their job - not out of their own will, but a job they are forced into. The sight makes my heart bleed with the thirst for justice, and the pitiful howls from my heart escalate when I see men walking to the stage and drenching the girls with alcohol, touching them so sinfully.I slam my ass on the seat at the reserved space for the Don and I - his special toy.
"Forgive my manners, Don." The stranger lets out, stretching his hand towards Ajay for a handshake."Deep Rey Donalds, owner of DRD airport. Nice meeting you." The heart-stirring fascinating preamble of the stranger got me splendidly dumbstruck, but not more than this devil beside me. He doesn't even care to shake Deep's hand, and the homicidal stare he is giving him speaks nothing but range.I smell some danger here. Do they know each other?I drag my gaze at this stranger again. His name is Deep, right? Just like his bottomless orbs and breathtaking allure. He is everything the name itself depicts, but that aside. The owner of an airport, and with all this glamour and pedigree he exudes, what on hell is he doing here of all the places on earth? Don't tell me he is one of Ajay's dogs or business partner? That would be such.a.dusgust and shame!"I get where you are coming from, Don. My apologies for what happened." Deep says, saving me from drowning into more anxieties as he withdraws
I slink to the floor, still hugging the torn helms of the upper parts of my dress, sucking back the tears and the pain from my soiled sore face. It's scorching terribly, and I can't even attempt to dry the tears as that will amount to more irritation.No sound is heard in the entire hall except for the passive peace-wrecking clicks of Ajay's strides towards me. Everyone is perched on their seats, and the menacing screaming lull makes me wonder if they are even breathing.After a long moment according to my apprehensive self, Ajay's imprints halt before me. My head is hunched down, and all I can see are his feet. I am frightened to death, not so much for myself but for this moron who awoke this monster's demons. I know I said I won't be credible for what Ajay will do to him, but it was fury speaking for me at that time. Still mulling over what sort of cruel fate awaits the man, I feel something cloak around my shoulders. I look up, and meet the face of Ajay so close to mine. His ice-b
"Help! Help! Ella!"The wails of a woman echo in my ears with a bang, making me twirl in the direction of her voice. The images are so vague that I can't make out anything except the voice. "Ella! Please, help!"The voice echoes again, but this time, it goes silent at once, as if it has been cut. I start wandering in the vagueness to the aid of the poor sobbing lady. I don't know where we are. I don't know who she is. I don't know what I need to rescue her from, but I know she is in kind of danger due to her sobs, and she is calling for my help.I don't know if she can see me or not, and since I can't see her, I follow the direction of her voice, taking slow strides, but about three or four steps..."Run, Ella! Run!!!A different voice from somewhere behind me halts my steps, making me almost leap with tension. That, bulky tone belongs to a male. It's labored, like he is also in danger. I spin a half degree, ricocheting my eyes in the vagueness, but to more dismay, I don't see anythi
Our long sweet and cheered kiss is cut shot by Deep's phone buzzing. We were not intending to stop this beautiful moment any time soon for any reasons, but this might be important. We pull away albeit unwillingly, and I had to bury my face in Deep's chest as he receives the call.Uuu! I can't believe we are savoring peace at last. This sometimes felt inconceivable, but I am glad we finally attained it. Ooh, hail God, and I am sorry. Forgive me for those times when I felt like you had closed all the doors and windows of heaven on me. "Love?" Deep calls, stroking my back, and I jerk my face to him."Mmh?!" I ask."It was a call from the hospital. Hannah is asking for you." He says."Is she okay?" I implore."The doctor didn't say much. She only said that you need to go there right away." Deep says, and that doesn't sit well with me.The day is so young and fairing on well. I hope nothing ruins this or anything else forever. I hope she is okay. And her poor baby too."You two can go! I w
"The police have told us everything, Ella. I, on behalf of everyone else, apologize if we didn't understand your course. We are sorry for every single thing we said about you behind your back." One girl says after a long decade of hugging them in groups.God! How many are they again?"It's alright. There is nothing to apologize for. There was nothing to understand in this place. What matters now is that we are all free." I assure her."And it's all because of you, Ella! We owe you our freedom and our lives as well." Another girl says."No. Listen to me, girls. No one owes me anything. If there is someone we should be grateful to, it is these devoted officers, and these two gentlemen who risked their all to come into this war. Nothing would have been possible without them." I say, but Dan steps forward, Grace in his arms.Have they made up already? I thought she was over the edge with remorse towards him. The way she is snuggling to him, huh! What happened to 'I don't want to hear his
"Ella! Babe, please don't!" Deep pleads on behalf of the police."What now, Ella? You might not be able to quench your thirst for vengeance. Your lover is pleading with you, and the police are ordering you. What will you do?" Ajay speaks, and I cock my head, and flicker a weird grin at him."I will do what is right!" I whimper."And what is right, to you? Be careful what you want, baby. Your conscience and your emotions are so weak. Can you handle the weight of my blood in your hands?" Ajay challenges again."Until your ghost manages to torment me from now on, I don't think I am weak, Ajay. Your death will never torment me." I say."Maybe, but you will end up in prison if you kill me. You heard the authorities, didn't you?" He speaks again."Drop your weapon, Ella, or else...""Or else what?" I bark at the police officer who is acting like the 'high and mighty Mr order'. "You are going to arrest me for killing this monster?" I implore."It's the law!" He asserts."Then to hell with la
It's total chaos on this road. I'm sure this will be on the news tonight. I'm even afraid to check the speed at which he is precipitously driving at. I have howled and pleaded with him a million times to slow down but my pleas and cries are falling on his deaf ears."Fuck it!" He condemns as he slams the phone onto his lap. He has been trying to conceivably call the club but with no response all those times he has tried and that is not only aggravating his wrath but also endangering our lives.I am hugging the poor tiny thing as tight as I can with one hand while I hold on to my seat with the other since the safety belt doesn't seem to work today. I am fretting and convulsing in my seat from the phobia brought about by his savage driving. My heart is throbbing somewhere in my throat and my stomach feels like a bag of ice."Watch out!" I scream, and just by a slight gauzy miracle, he swerved right in time to evade the oncoming lorry. "Could you please slow down for God's sake!?" I scre
"I see you have miraculously survived. How did you manage to manoeuvre my men, huh?" Ajay asks."Did you think you are the only slippery jerk? You think you are the only one with an army of security? Well, good news, I also do have my battalion, and here is some bad news for you - your men are no match at all to my men. They are being butchered like some fucked up incompetent helpless fools that they are." Deep scoffs."You must be joking! My men have the best-high quality guns. I personally train them and you, boy, don't have the skills except that of holding that toy you are holding. Do you even know how to use it?" Ajay mocks back."I would love to do a test for you, but I am not as heartless and insensitive as you, Ajay. It's too much of a chaos here and this isn't the place for this at all. The police are on the way up here. Surrender in peace. This is the end of the road for you, Ajay!" Deep says, and that blew the monster's cool."Police?! How the..." He starts, not believing h
Two hours later!It's been freaking two whole-deadly hours of dread ever since we left that cursed club with Hannah, and about forty minutes of anxiety, panic, and dread of waiting in this lobby. God knows how nervous I am ever since Hannah was taken into that room.Our hospital, the Silvano hospital has always, over the years since its establishment, had a thumbs up in every service we provide. I have no disputes whatsoever that Hannah is in the best safest hands. We have the best doctors, some from the prominent country of Cuba, and I have absolute faith that they will do their best for the survival of both Hannah and her baby. But these forty minutes feel like the forty years of terror that the Israelites spent in captivity. Gosh!"You are so restless. What's the matter?" The monster remarks, holding my hand to stop my pacing.He seems too cool for my liking. He is even more cooler than a raw cucumber. What does he have to worry about anyway? He must be mulling over the best and mo
Taking the stairways, Ajay has summoned a squadron of guards to get the cars ready. As usual, he doesn't go anywhere without his goons, but that is none of my fusses right now. I need to alert the girls and Deep too.As we pass by the rooms, I draw from the crowd of goons escorting us little by little while Ajay is on the call trying to call I don't know who.By sheer chance, and without spurring any alarm, I manage to skim inside my old room as they make their way forward.There is no time to sigh or even thank God for this, but I manage to murmur another short prayer to God as I find the switch and flicker the lights on, rushing to the drawer where I normally hide the gadget. Finding it, I reach to the upper drawer, meeting with my two babies - the guns. I grab them, and tuck them under my jeans. I scour for some long trench coat and slid it on top, buttoning it all the way up.I swipe my phone, making a call, and crossing my fingers in the hope that he is sti
I am whizzing a cheerful hymn as I help this monk prepare the dinner in this house that we have been sharing for weeks. The glee of what tomorrow holds for me is throbbing with rebounds in my heart, shaking its walls, but I am doing everything I possibly can to suppress the tickling thrills.It's almost one after midnight. In a few hours, doom will occlude the evil, and the good will shine bright.I am still in incredulity at how serene this place has turned into ever since I made that pact with Ajay. The activities go on around as usual, but the tranquillity that has beffallen this place is beyond ingenuity. No murders, no extraneous cacophonies, and no superfluous squabbles. It's like this is no longer the club that we all knew.The monster has embraced humanity or is at least trying as far as I see it. Mental note - I have not fallen for that completely. I don't know where he hemmed that monster side of him, or where he borrows all this humanity to showcase, but too bad! This shift
Standing on the door of Terris' room, I take in a deep breath and heave out as much amount before knocking slightly on her door, and practising patience as seconds feel like hours before the door flings opens.Her angelic face pops up, with no discernible reaction or impression at all. No astonishment, and no questions on her face, and neither is there even a subtle glimmer of appreciation. It's like my presence means absolutely nothing to her. Honestly, it maims me. It stings so bad because we had just started getting along. She had just asked if I could take her as my friend too and I don't even recall responding to her that time. I didn't have any qualms whatsoever, but we just had a zillion things to talk about. Now here we are, back to oddballs again. I understand her sentiments, but I am albeit clenching on tight to the hope that the yearning she had when she asked me not to leave her behind when I leave this place is still stroking her heart, or at least, there is still love