Emilia

Prologue:

Everywhere was in disarray when I entered our once peaceful mansion. Not even the maids were at peace, all my father’s numerous bodyguards had suddenly disappeared, and our home was empty.

I saw my mother and father panicking, jittering with fear. No one noticed my presence, they probably weren’t expecting me.

I turned around to end it all by leaving; what’s the worst that could happen anyway?

“Hurry up, leave this place Emilia, you have to save yourself.”

 “No mother, I will save us all; I have been trying hard, I just need a little more time.” I tried getting close so I could hug my mother.

“It’s too late!” my father thundered. I forcefully took steps back away from my mother. I could see the hate in his eyes as he screamed at me; I walked into my room, took my old bag, packed a few things and was ready to escape with my parents.

They broke in; “It's Mariano’s men.”

“Run, Emilia, save yourself!” It was my mother’s voice. She was still selfless at the point of death; I was stuck, “should I run or hide?”

I took to my heels.

“I would never forgive you!” My heartbroken father’s last words before the gunshot .

I dared not look back; I ran as fast as I could.

CHAPTER ONE>

EMILIA’S P.O.V

"Not the frightening dreams again; I will never let that happen, it felt so real. I will save my family; I will get out of here". 

“It’s about midnight, the cool and gentle breeze will be blowing by now.

 I remember setting my bound hair loose, feeling the soft but harsh power of the wind, sending cold shivers down my nape; the blinding bright lights illuminating the street would be lit. 

So sad I can’t see or feel any of that; these great white-cornered walls would not stop me from reminiscing about the beauty of taking a night walk; 

"Who would have thought this beautiful street conceded an Asylum?!"

The nurses are here again; the master will soon be here or should I say, my husband? They only come around when he’s visiting. 

Cleaning and dressing me up to soothe his pleasure; 

“Follow me, Emilia” one of the nurses said, strapped in my white floral hospital gown, mussed with cold, I walked behind them.

This was a routine. I knew where they were taking me. “Be careful, the bath is wet and slippery” said another.

I submerged my body under the foaming sweet scented lather in the bath. I knew I wouldn’t be doing this alone.

Soon, she joined me inside the bath; Nurse Evelyn, my favorite. I allow only her, to touch my body and adorn my long hair.

She washed my body for me, carefully with intent, leaving out no part untouched; she reminded me of someone, but today is not for her.

The master is here. One of the ladies announced, they pulled me out of the bath, stark naked and still wet.

 I was made to wear another hospital gown.

My face was made up; even though I had been locked up for days, I still had the spark of light and sexiness in me; I was ready for the master.

I wondered what turned him on better, the fact that I was helpless? The hospital gown? My Hot ravishing Figure? "No, none of these are valid" he has access to whoever he wanted here in this town.

Mariano Douglas Pedro Jr.; that’s my master. I don’t know if I can still address him as my husband; he was waiting for me; he laid like a predator on the big large king-sized bed in the dark room.

His face has always been my weakness, an innocent angelic face with his intoxicating muscular body, leaving me to savage my despair for his happiness. 

“What are you waiting for?” he said in a deep, coarse voice. 

Not only his voice contrasted his appearance, but his brutal and arrogant attitude. 

My beloved was toxic and obsessive. My perfect match, I thought.

“Don’t you miss me already? Come closer “he moved,crawling stealthily on the bed towards me. I couldn’t feel the cold anymore , my moist body was heated in anticipation of being in his bed.

Tightening his hands on my neck, making me beg for mercy, he pinned me against the wall, slowly undressing me and playing around with my body.

“Kneel! He commanded “it’s your turn to play”. That’s the part, I hated the most, I get to control also, pretending like I was interested.

Caressing his broad chest, slowly sucking on his nipples, while he stares at my naked body; “Take your time we have all night, Lia”

It turns me off when he calls me Lia!.. I wish it would just end.

Slowly, I took off his trousers. Mariano wore tight sexy boxers, the bulging dick print could tell he was hard even before we started. Getting him harder would be my greatest curse but I had no choice.

His phone rang. Still in control, I tossed his phone over to the other side, plunging my nude body into his wide muscular arms, “its time for us, Mariano”.

He kissed me slowly, laying me on the bed. It got intense. I could feel my heart racing faster.

His phone rang again; still pinning me down with one hand, he took the phone intending to turn it off, but it seemed the call was important. Whatever makes Mariano pause while having sex has to be gravely important? 

Mariano didn't let me go, he pinned me down with his body, suffocating the breath out of my nostrils; he picked up the call.

“NO !” he screamed out loudly.