Taylor and I went into town in search of some new clothes for me to look into purchasing for the upcoming party. Of course they didn’t want to allow me at first, particularly because of the incident that happened before where they completely lost me, or more like, I escaped from them.I had to work at it for a while before I was successful in persuading either one of Klen and Taylor to come with me to the city instead, just so I could be allowed to go outside. They even suggested that I just get a stylist at the mansion, but if they follow through with that suggestion, I won't wear any of it even if they give it to me for free.They have no choice but to openly support what I really want in the end because they will be required to obey me as the head of the household at the end of the day.Although, this does come with the possibility of some drawbacks. Particularly now, as I walk through the shopping district at the moment, I am being watched over not just by one but by ten different
My eyes widened in shock as a big and rough hand immediately covered my mouth and prevented me from asking for rescue. I could feel that this is a man given by the rough texture of his palm against my lips.I can also sense that he is taller than me by the way he pressed by back against his body. My height is almost at the level of his chest. I feel so inferior to this man, whoever he is. And it scares me more since we’re in a completely dark room. At this point, it just scares me to think of what could he possibly be capable of doing with me while it is just the two of us and he got me completely on hold.In my current situation, I can’t even make any movement to free myself. It is as if my entire body has been stoned by his mere presence. I have no idea how he managed to do it, but this isn’t good.I am at a complete disadvantage over here. And it scares the hell out me now that I can feel his other free hand slowly making a move. It is particularly his finger which I can sense is
This is insanely mad.Even though I am being sexually assaulted at this very moment, my body is not cooperating with my wishes to move. It is very comparable to what took place in the manor when I was in the same numb state. I have no way of being able to control myself, and the thing that makes it even worse is the fact that my body is slowly enjoying the sensation that it is experiencing.It makes me sick to my stomach to be able to recall what that creep did to me right at this moment when the very same situation is taking place at this very moment. At this point, the one thing that I cannot say for certain is whether or not I will be able to escape from this situation once more just like I did in the manor.I wish I could believe that I have some control over the man who has me restrained against the wall, but it appears that such thoughts may be futile at this point. I felt his tongue licking the back of my neck as his mouth remained pressed against me.Wait, what?!I've experien
That night, I couldn't even find my way to sleep. It's so hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that something as terrible as that happened to me earlier when I was at the store.What seems to be much worse now is the fact that I can't even find the courage to speak of it to anyone, not even to Taylor, who seems to be someone who can be trusted. I know that she can be trusted for it since Claudette seemed to have trusted her that much. However, that is Claudette. My situation is very different from Claudette's because, unlike Claudette, I did not grow up being cared for by Taylor. In fact, I have only just recently come to know her to actually have the guts to speak to her about how someone had just molested me earlier at the shop.Earlier at the shop—just a moment after that creep left me—I instantly had to wipe the moist between my legs with my own handkerchief, since I could already hear Taylor knocking from the outside. I did not want her to find out that I had been haras
My mouth drops open in shock at what I'm seeing right now. I just can't believe that something like this took place right here in the garden of the mansion. The fact that one of the housemaids is the victim makes the situation seem even more dire.It is still unclear to me who the maid actually is; however, based on the fact that she is dressed in a uniform, I can only assume that she is employed by the Silverstone mansion. It would appear that what they have done to her is a truly horrible thing. Aside from the fact that she appears to have been raped, she also has quite a few bruises, which appear to be some kind of scratches that can only be caused by claws. This leads one to believe that she was abused in some way, as evidenced by how mutilated and ruined the uniform she now wears.However, considering the circumstances, it makes me wonder if she had been mauled by a wild animal of some kind.“What happened to her?” I immediately asked.I have the impression that the remaining ot
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s not like I eavesdropped or something. It just so happened that I was looking for you guys, and I ended up overhearing you just as I was about to head to the back." Reagan immediately defended his position with reasoning. The moment I caught a glimpse of him walking into the study, I bolted to my feet. "Oh, how wonderful it is that you're here, Reagan!" I went up to him in the end, and I think everyone was a little taken aback, Reagan in particular.It was at that point that I had the sudden realization that it might be because of how quickly I rose to call on Reagan in an instant. I was unaware that taking that action could in fact cause them to act in such a manner so quickly.I chose to ignore it and proceeded to walk near Reagan. "Can you accompany me to the police station today?" I suddenly asked him.“Sure. But why are we even going there?” he asks.“I’ll tell you on the way there.”However, just as Reagan and I were about to leave, Klen and Taylor immediat
“What do you mean by that, sergeant?” My reason even brought me a bit of surprise. I am not even planning to make such a scene right in front of the police officer. After Reagan and I drove all the way to the police station, we immediately seeked for Sergeant Gabriel. Fortunately, he is not running any duties outside today.“As I said, we can’t just make false accusations without conducting further investigation first, Miss Silverstone.”“But it’s not even making false accusations, sergeant. All that I’m asking is if you could escort me to the Alforque mansion to get them interviewed about the incident that happened in my own yard.”“Miss Silverstone, it isn't as easy as that. Don’t you think the Alforques will just easily let them be disturbed for such an interview without thinking that you have some insinuation that they have anything to do with a case that took place on your lawn?”Sergeant Gabriel tried to sound more professional around me despite me acting a little more hysteric
“Have you forgotten about it as well?” Reagan immediately reminded me once again.Unfortunately, it isn’t like I really don’t remember it. Rather, it’s because I really don’t have that memory. Being Odessa inside of Claudette made me only worse, knowing that behind the lie of losing all my memories, is the truth that I don’t really have any memories of the original owner of this body.And as I continue to lie to them, I also fail to see through the pain I am slowly giving them, knowing sooner or later they will eventually find out about the truth in me. It will certainly make them all lose their hope. And the even greater problem here is that I can guarantee they won’t ever forgive me after this. In order for me to get away in this awkward situation, I simply smiled back at Reagan and said, “I wish I could remember it, Reagan. I’m really sorry. I—”But before I could even come to with another reason to tell him, he instantly just cut me off and said, “There is no need for you to feel