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2024-10-29 19:42:56"I want to surrender," I said, looking straight through Ivan's eyes. It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Dean snapped, obviously not liking whatever I said.
I flicked my head towards Dean, who seemed like he wanted to snap my head. But for some reason it didn't scare me like it used to, I felt nothing. I was just numb. "I said I'll surrender," I repeated, emphasizing each and every word.
"You will do no such thing," he growled demandingly.
"I'm not changing my mind," My voice came out surprisingly strong. Dean needs to know I'm not changing my mind.
"But-" Dean was about to say sometime but Ivan cut him off.
"Dean, let me handle her," Ivan's tone was too calm for my liking. Even though he didn't look angry, my heart started racing and my palms started to sweat. Something
"So you are going to surrender?"
"Y-Yes," The word came out of my lips as a hush, but that
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ONE AND HALF YEARS LATER. I glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten and Ivan would arrive any second. I don't know who I am gonna break the news to and how he is going to react. I pinched my eyes shut as I suddenly felt light-headed and a swell of motion sickness hit me. I immediately jumped up and bolted to the washroom before locking it. I immediately knelt down and threw my dinner into the toilet. I flushed the toilet before getting up and walked towards the washbasin to brush my teeth and splashed some water on my face. I couldn't help but stare at my reflection. I looked normal despite the fact I always feel drained these days. For the past few days, I have been vomiting frequently and I get drained really quickly. Soon I realized I had missed my periods. It didn't take me much to realize what had happened to me. So, I called Rosie my doctor for confirmation. She came and collected my blood this morning a
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"Bye Jas," Jenny, my best friend, says. We've been friends since we were born. Like us, our moms have also been best friends since they were born. Crazy as it may sound, our parents got married the same day. I mean, who does that right? Our moms are obsessed with each other. They even wanted to get pregnant simultaneously, but unfortunately, Jenny's mom got pregnant with her first and I was born a year after Jenny was born. Jenny also has a younger brother but, unfortunately for me, I was the only child. My mom has had some health complications and it can be fatal for her to give birth to another baby. Although sometimes I wish I had a younger brother or sister, I would never trade my mother's life. "Bye honeybee" I replied. A smile plastered on my face. I love this girl. Giving a slight wave, I got off the bus and started walking towards my house. After a school trip, I decided to surprise my parents. So, I did not inform them about returning home. A
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"P-please" was all I was able to say. A small part of me couldn't help but feel disappointed in myself. I felt pathetic begging for my life, like a loser. But the bigger part of me wanted to live. I was pretty much desperate to live. More like I was afraid to die. He flounced in my direction briskly with a large tread and was in front of me within a few steps. I pressed myself further against the wall, trying to create as much distance as I could, but he threads his fingers through my hair, tugs it roughly. I cry out in pain as my scalp burns. "Stop...Please "I cried, desperately trying to pull myself out of his painful clutch. My grey orbs were fixed to his stone-cooled ones as I looked for mercy but found none. "Stop?" I received a chuckle from him. A bone-chilling chuckle "It just stared babe and you're already scared." All the fake amusement flung from his face as his demeanor turned into a predatory. And unfortunately, I happened to be his prey.
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After that, no one bothered to speak. Almost driving after three hours, I started to notice the inadequacy of residence. The car started moving on an unpaved road, bumping here and there every now and then. My eyes narrowed and my face vaguely distorted in uncertainty. Where are they taking me? Were they planning to take me deep into the woods and kill me there? But it doesn't make sense... They could have killed me in my house with my parents. Why would they take me into the woods just to kill me? Oh my God, are they planning to rape me and then kill me? No no no no... I can't let that happen. I don't want to die like this. So many terrifying thoughts popped up in my head and all the things that could happen to me. My eyes began to sting and saltiness gathered at my waterline.Stop crying, Jasmin. Crying isn't going to get you anywhere, but it will only add to your problems. I scolded myself. I continued to blink away, trying har
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I don't know how long I stayed there, but every single minute, my heart swells restive. I heard light footsteps coming in my direction, alerting my perception. I tense up and uncurl my back. The lock on my door wriggled and the door creaked open. My body further tensed when I saw a man with honey brown hair, olive skin, and wide grey eyes enter the room. I immediately knew this was the man whose name I had yet to find out. "Let go, you haven't eaten anything", I nodded, before pulling myself out of bed. He gave me a sly grin, eyes looking at me up and down. "Nice dress". I suddenly realized that I was only wearing a T-shirt. I averted my eyes away, as a mortifying flush took over my features. I know I must have looked funny. The T-shirt had literally consumed me. It was so gigantic. It looks more like an oversized dress than a T-shirt. I quickly scurried after him, careful to keep an arm's distance between us. "What is your name
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As soon as the door opened, my eyes fell upon Ivan who was sitting in the expensive leather chair behind a lavish russet table immersed in his laptop typing something vigorously. Ivan doesn't acknowledge my existence and continues typing away on his laptop. I stay rooted at my pace waiting for him to acknowledge me, but I'm met with only stillness. "You called me?" I finally said as the silence became unbearable.He finally removes his gaze from the screen and looks up at me. "Come here," Hesitantly, I made my way around the table and over to him and stopped next to him, leaving space between us. "Sit". I looked at the armchair beside him before I could make my way there. He stopped me. "Not there here" he nonchalantly says as he pats his lap. My mouth flaps open like a fish. He can't be serious. I wanted to oppose, to say something, but
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I slowly crept towards the front door, trying to keep a light footstep. Several things can go out of order. My mind goes through endless possibilities that could happen if I get caught. I hold back a shudder even thinking about it. I have to be very careful if I don't want to get caught. Slowly, I unfastened the wooden door, trying my best not to make any sound. I was about to open the door when a hand clasped onto my shoulder, making me tense. Swirling around, I came eye to eye with Dean, who was gazing at me with a full grin. I started to panic internally but did my best to keep my face still. "What are you doing?" He asked, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "I-I" Clearing my throat, I gave him a hesitant answer. "I wanted to get some water." I'm swift to explain myself. "Water and here," I forgot to mention, I'm terrible when it comes to lying. "I just forgot the direction of the kitchen" he laughs at my words. "I wonder wha
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"Who is Jasmin?" I said softly, afraid I would anger him. Even though I was frustrated, I still know my limitations. But, as expected, he didn't say anything. He only gawked at me. I was getting apprehensive as time passed by. And the way he was gawking at me wasn't helping at all. It's been months since I've been living with this man, but I don't think I will ever get used to his stares. "Why are you all quiet? Tell me who Jasmin is," I repeated when I didn't get any answer. I know I was supposed to keep it a secret, but now it's done. I can only hope whatever James claimed is wrong, otherwise we will all be in great trouble. "Little bird, listen," David began, but I immediately cut him off. "No, I don't want excuses. All I want is an answer, plain and simple," I replied honestly. I didn't even care about my tone. I was sick and tired of people keeping me in the dark. I just wanted my answer and nothing else. "But Ang-" Dean st
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It's only been a couple of days since Ivan murdered Peter and I've noticed how Ivan didn't feel the slightest repentance. It made me debate with myself. Is Ivan the right person for me? I tried to get the conversation going about it, but every time I talk about it, Ivan either ignores me or shuts me up. I don't know why he hides things from me. I know there is no justification for killing someone, nothing that can justify it, but I still want Ivan to tell me anything or even make any excuse for what he did. Peter wasn't exactly an honorable man, and it didn't take much to figure it out. I still remember how he was staring at me despite being a married man. The memories themselves make me grimace in disgust. But no one deserves to perish and no one has the right to take away someone's existence. A cold chill ran through my body as Ivan brutally ended his life. Peter's cry of agony still rings through my ear. I rubbed my now throbbing head. I hav
Trapped 44
Days were going on, another few days had passed by and things were the same except the fact men have been uptight most of the time. They are hardly present at the house. Most of the days they come home after I have fallen asleep and they are gone before I wake up. I didn't know what they were doing because they were so busy. I wanted to ask him but for some reason, I felt like Ivan wouldn't appreciate my interference or interrogation. In those two months of living with Ivan, I had realized he was a very private person. Ivan had informed me in the morning that some people were coming over tonight for dinner and he had asked me if I could cook for them. Yes, he didn't order me. He asked if he was okay with ordering the food from outside. But I assured him I could cook for them. But the only problem was there weren't any groceries left to do the cooking. He said he would send someone with it and here I'm still waiting for the groceries. It
Trapped 43
I still can't believe Ivan raised his hand on me and, worse, he didn't even bother apologizing. He storms off the house right after it, but after shooting me a glare. It wasn't a big deal, no matter how much I think, I fail to understand why he acted the way he did. All I asked was to go out. Sometimes I even wonder why I am even with him. He's too aggressive sometimes. Like something switches inside him. He goes from caring to scary mode. Yes, he is caring, understanding, good-looking, smart, everything, but that doesn't give him the right to manhandle me. Glancing out the window, I realized it had started getting dark. I still had to cook dinner. Yes, I am angry. That doesn't mean I will keep them starving. I headed downstairs and cooked white pasta because that was all I found. I had my dinner in absolute silence, but for the first time, I didn't feel lonely eating alone. Instead, it was rather comforting. After my dinner, I headed b
Trapped 42
Seven days have gone by since the day of our argument. Ivan was very touchy from that day on. He would touch me and kiss me, every chance he got. I even caught him staring at me several times, but he didn't care and he kept staring at me regardless of whether he was caught. I still remember when Ivan had returned home. He was very angry when he did not find me lying naked on the bed as he had ordered me. He stripped me of my clothes and spanked my ass until I couldn't sit down. In the last seven days, we've been so close both physically and emotionally. I can tell I'm starting to feel things for him. There is no point in hiding it or denying it, at least not with me. No, it's not love, I'm still far from loving him, but his appearance is enough to make my heart swell. I don't know what was the definition of a perfect man for me in the past, because I don't remember anything, but now he is all I want in a man. And I don't mind giving our
Trapped 41
They both turned their attention to me. Ivan's eyes widened for a split second before returning to his usual blank face and I didn't miss the way the woman's lips curved slightly. What a witch, I already hate her. Feelings of resentment flowed throughout my being. My mind was overwhelmed with all kinds of feelings. I was humiliated, embarrassed, betrayed, angry, and a little hurt. Yes, it hurts. I can't help feeling the weight in my heart. I didn't know what I was feeling or why I was feeling this way. It should matter what he's doing and with whom he's doing it, but for some reason he did. I really couldn't understand why I felt like that. I stood there for what felt like an eternity but it was only a matter of minutes before Ivan broke the silence. "Isabella" My name tumbled out of his mouth involuntarily. This is the first time I've heard him take my name. He always calls me a princess. "Princess, it's not what you think," He
