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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Mr. STRANGER
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The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: FUCK ME THROUGH THE PAIN
ZARA’S POV“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” I yelled in panick, this can not be happening to me, I don’t even know this dude that well, well I know that he is like the most popular guy on campus, that he is on an athletic scholarship, that he is pretty much going to be the next basketball superstar, that he is kind of a big deal and every girl on campus would not mind getting together with him so that they can be WAGs (wives and girlfriends of basketball players) apart from all these things I really don’t know this dude, I can’t have his baby! What if his family has a genetic history of diabetes or scoliosis or worse cancer! I meant have had a crush on him since pretty much forever but I can’t risk that. Nope.But why didn’t we use a condom! Why! Or maybe we did, yeah, maybe I am just being paranoid over nothing, maybe we did use protection and somehow I forgot, yeah, he seems like a responsible guy, I mean he has his bright baseball future to think about so he can’t just be out her
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: A QUIET PLACE
VALENTINA’S POVI don’t know if I have ever felt as disposable, as worthless as I did yesterday, he… he was so different, so unreachable, so beastly and when I felt like I had somehow been able to scale through his tough exterior and reach the real him, I get tossed away like garbage.You think you know someone and sometimes you do but other times they become unrecognizable, like strange strangers.I watched Diego walked into the dungeon yesterday drunk, wild, rough. I was bounded vertically by two steel chains that laid horizontally each at either of my sides, I had been like that for seem to be a day, with nothing to eat and no rest, constantly taunted by the guard. This is the dungeon, it was built by Diego’s father, Raphael Fernandez but modified by Diego, the Devil.It used to have just a bared Steel exit with tiny slits but now the steel bar contains motion sensor that shoot up electric currents upon touch so the thought of escaping might be dangerous. I can hardly move without
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YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I feel like a free loader, just staying at Blake’s apartment without paying for anything, not paying for the rent or groceries or anything and on top of that he got beaten because of me, it feels awful to be the reason for a person’s misfortune.I have been here for just a week and I already feel terrible, I should be doing something, I should be paying him back.“Please? I promise I’ll be safe.” I said for the hundredth time.“You can’t promise that Yara, he is dangerous, see what he did to me, I know him Yara a lot more than you think you do.” Blake said, his voice went sad when he said the last part. “I just don’t think I can stay here without doing anything anymore… i am tired of being such a… a leech.” I said. That’s how I feel like a leech, who takes and takes without ever giving back. I need to give back, I need to pay back just so I can feel worthy.Blake stopped arguing with me for a while, he went quiet like he understand where I was coming from like h
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DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW I woke up drenched in sweat, I did not even know that I fell asleep until I woke up, the last thing I remember from last night was watching Valentina look outside the window.I had a horrible dream one whose thought I cannot dismiss, it seemed very real, too real like it happened, like I was re-living a past life or something, it felt more real than even reality, I can still feel the pain of the bullet piercing through my chest, I can still feel how close I was to death, how the only thing that stopped me from slipping away was her, the girl in the pink ball gown, the girl who looks eerily similar to Valentina Sanchéz.In this dream I was dancing the waltz with this girl in a big beautiful banquet hall, I remember feeling so happy and fulfilled like everything I had ever wanted was finally becoming mine, I held on to this girl more closely, she rested her head on my shoulder, I had my hands on her waist, we danced like this until something happened, I don’t know
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YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I placed the hood of my hoodie on my head, I tried to blend in with the surrounding, I tried not to be noticed, did my best not to even make a squeak, it is really late at night and at this time the street gets dangerous, there was a car coming my way, the headlights was on almost fully, the headlights were pointing in my direction.I tried to sink further back into the bench I was sitting in, tried to disappear. What if the person coming tries something with me? There would be no one to save me, there would be no one for me to call out to out here in this lonely diserted street.I was literally about to run in panic when he walked out of the car… he being Blake, I ran into his arms with tears streaming down my eyes.“I was so scared, he is so dangerous… he… I don’t know what to do Blake.” I sobbed into his shirt, he said nothing but just held me in his arms.“Let me take you home Yara, everything will be fine, I promise.” Blake said and I totally believe him wit
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT: BLAKE NOT LIVELY.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW“Who is he?” Walter said. his eyes were red with rage, his hands were balled up in a fist, his face was set in a frown, he was sitting there at the entrance room. I held on to the grey hoodie that laid over my gown.“What do you mean? Who is who?” I asked back doing my utmost best to feign ignorance, I am so fucking nervous right now!He stood up from where he had been seating with one of his legs down and the other one crossed vertically over the one that is touching the ground.“Don’t lie to me Yara, it never ends well for people who do that plus I like having you around so don’t make me do something that we would both regret.” Walter said ominously as he walked around me in a circle. I stood there frozen in place, scared half to death, I remember that night, I remember what he did to Olivia, I remember the haunting sound of her last yell, if he can do that to Olivia Reverra with all her money and influence, if that can happen without him been taken to court for
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN: YOU ARE MY PRISONER.
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW I had to do it! He was going to kill me! His hands were around my neck! I could not trust him not to end my life so I had to use the Roofie I had in my back pocket. The drinks were all laid out there on the table, he left me alone in the room when he went to answer his phone call, I had to do what I had to do so I dropped the sedative into the wine glass and hoped he would give me the wine without the drug in it and he did and now he is laying unconscious on the bed and I don’t know what to do!Panicked, I moved closer to where he was on the bed placed my hand over his chest to make sure that his heart is still beating. It is, thank God! I sat there staring at him, what do I do?! I did not think this through! What if someone walks in! What if he dies from an overdose or something! Fuckkk!!! Why did I do it?!I paced the room with my hands on my head and worried lines on my face. One of the drawers in the room was slightly open, out of curiosity I pulled it
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX: OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW Sometimes life hits you with an unexpected presence, you ask for one person and it provides you with that person and the one person you never knew you wanted to see, I looked at Valentina without the face covering, she looked innocent with her eyes closed and her hands balled into a fist, nobody would ever believe that this innocent looking Angel is nothing but a murderer, that she is so fake, nobody would believe that this innocent look is nothing but a façade, a charade to hide the real untrustworthy blood sucker that she is.I was genuinely surprised to have her in my presence, I had only sent for Giovanni, that weak spineless bastard who had disrespected my cousin, I wanted to teach him a lesson, I am still deciding if I should just maim him or kill him, I am leaning more towards killing him so that Isla can find another replacement, maybe the one Isla finds for my cousin Leilani would be much better and if he isn’t his body would be burnt up just like Giova
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE: WE MEET AGAIN VALENTINA!
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW Maybe Leanor decided to kidnap Giovanni a lot earlier than tomorrow? But why then didn’t she let me in on her plan? I am confused about all this, I shouldn’t have been kidnapped with them! The plan was to get him alone and somehow get him to the docks and Leanor’s guys will already be there to take over! And it was supposed to happen tomorrow not today! The models were not meant to be kidnapped, nobody else was supposed to get hurt just Giovanni.I almost leaned over to tell the masked men that there had been some kind of mistake! That Leanor had clearly instructed that only Giovanni be kidnapped, I was about to inform them of their mistake when I heard one of them say.“Master Diego wants them to be there really soon, he would not tolerate any delays.” The masked man said. I literally froze, Diego? How did he know where I was? Is he monitoring me? What does he want from me? Is he going to kill me this time? Has he somehow decided to let me have my daughter
