Haunted By The Past!

EPISODE 3

        

" SLEEP WITH ME..." Those words rang in her ear and her eyes widened immediately. This is what she was avoiding. She quickly removed her hand from his grip

        " Am sorry sir but am not here for that, I only came to dance for you but... since you don't want that I'll take my leave now" she turned to go but he lifted her off the floor like she was a feather

        

    " Let go ! Let go of me!" She shouted hitting his back. He dropped her on the bed breathing heavily the pain was too much for him. He quickly brought out his check book from his wallet and wrote on it.

        

        " Here, this is three million dollars... have it" he stretched it to her but she kicked his hand away standing up.

        

       " Are you crazy! How dare you use money to trade for my body! I'll never sleep with you" she yelled like a crazy woman but Ryan wasn't having it, he quickly grabbed and pinned her to the bed his eyes red now.

        

        " Fine, then... I'll force you" he said with a husky voice. He smashed his lips on hers while Emily continued struggling trying to break free but she couldn't , she was trapped. He broke the kiss and they both grasped for air.

        

        " Please, don't do this to me please...I only came to dance I can't do this please!" she cried. Ryan brushed his hand against her face and she shivered from his touch. He tore her dress bringing her full breasts to view. He lust at the sight and licked his lips like one who was hungry for food.

        

    " Please, please..." Emily begged but it fell on deaf ears . Ryan's eyes locked onto Emily's, his gaze intense and demanding. He held her close, his grip tightening as she struggled to break free. He tried to kiss her, but she turned her mouth away, her voice firm but trembling.

"Sir, please, I'm only here to dance for you, nothing more."

But Ryan wouldn't listen, his chest heaving, his veins bulging in his forehead as he fought against the pain and the fog in his mind crashing his lips on hers in a forceful kiss.

Emily struggled and squirmed, trying to break free, but Ryan's grip was too strong. He kissed her again and again, his pain and desire fueling his actions. He didn't hear her words, didn't see the fear in her eyes. All he knew was that he needed her, needed to possess her.

As the night wore on, Emily's screams were eventually silenced, and she lay motionless on the bed. Ryan's grip on her finally relaxed, and he collapsed beside her, exhausted.

The next morning, Emily woke up to find Ryan still asleep, his arm draped across her. She felt a wave of fear and disgust wash over her as she remembered the events of the previous night.

She carefully removed Ryan's arm and got out of bed, her body aching and her spirit broken. She knew she had to get out of there, to escape the nightmare she had endured.

With shaking hands, Emily gathered her clothes and made her way to the door, she was about opening it when her eyes landed on the check from last night. She stared at it for some minutes before picking it up with tears. She opened the door and went out she didn't look back, didn't dare to, as she fled the room and the horrors that had taken place within.

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Six years later

    

        

 " Please... don't do this...I only came here to dance for you" she begged her voice timid,

        

     " Huh?"he looked around but saw no one

" Who are you?" He asked. He turned and saw her, she her back facing him, her clothes torn and unkept and her vibrant blue hair which seemed to be alive scattered all over her.

" Can you turn around...I can't see your face properly" he said and she turned slowly. He squeezed his face trying to get a good look at her but his vision became blurry

  " I ...I can't see you...why can't I see your face?" He asked, " can't you come closer" he tried taking a step forward but he couldn't budge

 * What's going on?...I can't move!*he thought alarmed trying to move.

" Please.... don't do this.... please!" She begged again her voice barely audible.

 " What are you talking about?...I don't understand!" He shouted but her sobbing continued, Sundenly a pain hit his chest and he fell down grabbing his chest heaving with ragged breaths. The sound of her sobs and cries filled the air, and sundenly he felt a presence beside him, the lady with blue hair that seemed to glow in the dim light. Her hair appeared to move on its own accord.

   

  " Why! Why! What did I do to you!" She screamed her voice sounding monster like. He tried to speak, but his words were mumbled and confused. The lady's body shook against his, and her blue hair seemed to writhe and twist, as if it were alive. He felt a surge of panic, his heart racing like a wild animal, as if the blue hair was hunting him, ensnaring him in its grasp. 

      

   " Let go of me let go!!!" He screamed loudly his eyes flying open as he jolted awake, his breathing ragged his body drenched in sweat."

" It's... it's just a dream... it's just a dream Ryan calm down" he grabbed his bottle of pills on the lamp stand beside his bed and swallowed two,he took the bottle of water and gluped it down to the last drop.

  "Calm down....calm down Ryan" he said to himself rubbing his chest because it felt tight, his gaze darting to the smartwatch on his wrist. The screen cast a faint glow in the dark, revealing a heart rate that still raced from the nightmare he had: 122 beats per minute. He took a deep breath, attempting to calm his racing pulse, and rubbed the sweat from his forehead. 

        He stood up and went to the bathroom to do his morning business. 

             

          Few minutes later he was done and entered his huge dressing room, a luxurious space that felt like a high-end store. The walls were covered in soft leather, and the floors were made of shiny marble. Sparkling chandeliers lit up the room, showing off the exquisite design of the room. The air was thick with the smell of fine leather.

His dressing room was a symbol of his great success and love for luxury. Every inch of this private space was carefully designed to meet his every need, reflecting the man who ruled the business world with confidence.

He walked to his big closet and chose a black suit made by Bellavia, a famous Italian designer. The suit was made from the finest wool from Tuscany.

Next, he went to his shoe collection and picked a pair of black leather shoes made by Langford & Co., a famous English shoemaker.

Then, he went to his accessory area and grabbed a watch made by Calvinori, a famous Swiss watchmaker. The watch was made of white gold and had a gray face with intriguing designs.With his outfit complete, Ryan felt confident and ready to take on the day. He headed to his garage, where his black sports car, a customized Mustang, was waiting. He started the engine, and the garage doors opened.

Ryan pulled out of his estate and onto the cury road.As he drove, his mind flashed back to the dream the same dream that have been hunting him for years now.

        * I can't even remember a thing...so frustrating* he quickly dismissed that thought and focused about the important meeting ahead and his plans to grow his business. The city skyline came into view, and Ryan's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on the tall buildings that symbolized his ambition.

        

 TBC......