Mark put his shirt back on and walked to the window to get the remote and open the automatic blinds. The sky was clear today but Mark wasn't going to the office today, not because of Rachel but because Mark had woken up late and Mark was waiting for his doll to wake up and receive Mark's torture again. Mark turns his body to stare at Rachel from a considerable distance now from his bed. Mark is thinking how long will Rachel pretend to be asleep? Mark knows that she is already awake in his arms. it's just that, Mark is still too lazy to just serve Rachel he continues his sleep. And now Mark was getting impatient waiting for Rachel's charade to end. "You're awake, aren't you? Stop the charade I'm sick of it!!!" Mark raised his voice deliberately to make Rachel open her eyes. Mark walked back towards Rachel who was still faithfully closing her eyes. Mark could barely bear not to touch Rachel as his hand gripped Rachel's chin and the woman finally opened her eyes. Mark approach
Rachel wiped her tears, today was already the seventh day she was in this damn room. Rachel was moved into a room that she thought was inhumane not in every room an iron trellis was installed for whatever purpose Rachel could not see anything out there other than a dark room. In the evening, and only illuminated by lights at night there is no sign of life here for Rachel what does it mean to live? For Rachel her soul was dead but her body was not buried. Even more disgusting for Rachel, just to take a shower, Mark sent people to watch over her like she was a real animal. Rachel stares at the reflection of her face which is so similar to the blue wounds turning purple some are missing and some are new. Not only that, Rachel even had a sharp object cut on her thigh. And a cut on her ribs made by a razor blade with a string of words that Rachel didn't know what they meant. "How sad your life is, Rachel....what did you do wrong to God that you have to take all this punishment."
"Daddy prill ready!" Pricil immediately ran to her father who was also getting ready in more casual clothes. Their plan for this weekend was to go to Arthur and Valerie's house. their relationship was getting better and better. since Valerie was among them, Arthur and Marcel often contacted each other and there were no more arguments and small things to fuss about. In time they will be happy in their way as today they are also planning a picnic together. "What a beautiful daughter daddy has." Marcel lowered his head to match her height and Pricilla grabbed the body that could be said to be no longer small. But Marcel had no problem carrying Pricilla's body even though she had grown into a mature woman. "Come on Daddy, I can't wait to meet Aunty Valerie." Pricilla placed both hands on her father's cheeks and gave Marcel a small peck on the lips. "Okay Go..Go." Marcel picked up Pricilla's small bag where a snack had been prepared for Pricilla on the way. Marcel got into hi
"Thank you for coming to my engagement party, Arthur." Regan walked to the balcony to greet his best friend, Arthur, a man who looked cold without a hint of a smile."No problem; congratulations on your engagement." Arthur, who was currently standing on the balcony holding a glass of champagne,He didn't like attending events like this. Arthur didn't like crowds that were only filled with fake people, but he couldn't refuse the invitation of his best friend, Regan, his business partner, and one of his best friends.Among the crowd, Arthur's gaze centered on the woman who had captured his attention. The young woman, wearing a red satin dress, sat at one of the tables with a confused look on her face. Arthur found a point that he thought could relieve boredom, where he was more interested in looking at the woman, even from a distance.Valerie, on the other hand, was at a loss as to what to look like at their CEO's engagement ceremony. To be honest, it was Valerie's first time attending
Valerie woke up and opened her eyes. "Where am I?" Valerie looked confused as she found herself in a large and grand room, holding her head, which still felt dizzy."Are you awake?" A heavy and hoarse voice made Valerie look at the cold man's face, who was seen coming out of one room with a towel and wet hair."Argh!" Valerie screamed and immediately pulled back the covers, making sure nothing untoward happened. Valerie breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was still wearing his party clothes from last night."Don't worry, I didn't touch you at all." Arthur put on his new shirt—he had to leave for work this morning. For Valerie's sake, he chose to stay at Regan's house because it was impossible to bring her to his. Valerie remembered what happened to her last night, making her feel ashamed of herself."Thank you." That was all Valerie could say; she didn't know what else to say because she was the guilty one there."Get up and change your clothes." Regan's driver will take yo
Valerie still couldn't believe her was being transferred to France. And she was leaving her home in Chicago; she didn't have much with her, just a small suitcase filled with work clothes and a few necessities. Valerie planned to leave some of her belongings with the owner of the flat she was renting. Whether or not she would return one day, Valerie would ask to be sent her things if she planned to stay in France for a long time. Valerie's door opened, and she already knew who was coming, if not her best friend Clara."Are you leaving already?" Clara came and immediately hugged Valerie's well-dressed body."Yeah, my plane will take off in the next hour. Goodbye, Clara... Don't forget to take care of your health." Valerie hugged Clara's body, the only friend her had."Take care of yourself, Valerie; let me take you to the airport." Clara took Valerie's suitcase and led her out of the flat.Before leaving, Valerie had time to say goodbye to the owner of the flat she had rented. Valerie g
''Sir. Miss Valerie has arrived at the apartment residence you want." Depson came to see a man who was busy with a pile of files in his office.A cold face with siren eyes that often made others feel afraid to speak, let alone to approach Arthur Davidson. A man who is 32 years old is quite mature for a successful and handsome man, isn't he? But approaching Arthur is not as easy as turning the palm of your hand.All women should sigh in disappointment because Arthur already has a fiancée who is in New York at the moment. The engagement even happened when they were teenagers.It could be said that even if they got married, it would only be a company wedding.Arthur took off his glasses and placed them on the wooden table. He stretched his head until it made a sound. Arthur had been working too long.''Good. Your next task is to drop her off and pick her up when she goes to work. Did you tell him what the company's requirements are? I don't want her to come to the company in revealing clo
Valerie immediately went downstairs; she had to have breakfast before Depson picked her up, and one more thing that made Valerie nervous was that her was afraid he would be late because the rules said his boss hated people who were not on time.The bell rang, and Valerie, who had just opened the fridge, immediately grabbed the whole milk she had been drinking and opened the door to welcome Depson."Are you finished, miss?"Valerie nodded when she saw that Depson was all dressed up in a black suit."I'm ready, sir." Valerie was still confused about what to call Depson because, honestly, her looked older than her, and just calling him by his name was not too rude."Just call me Depson Lady; I don't want to look too old, and you are more honorable than me." Valerie only smiled slightly, as she still did not understand the meaning of Depson's last words. Valerie felt that she looked more special, being picked up by Depson to go to work."I have been assigned by the master to pick up Miss a
"Daddy prill ready!" Pricil immediately ran to her father who was also getting ready in more casual clothes. Their plan for this weekend was to go to Arthur and Valerie's house. their relationship was getting better and better. since Valerie was among them, Arthur and Marcel often contacted each other and there were no more arguments and small things to fuss about. In time they will be happy in their way as today they are also planning a picnic together. "What a beautiful daughter daddy has." Marcel lowered his head to match her height and Pricilla grabbed the body that could be said to be no longer small. But Marcel had no problem carrying Pricilla's body even though she had grown into a mature woman. "Come on Daddy, I can't wait to meet Aunty Valerie." Pricilla placed both hands on her father's cheeks and gave Marcel a small peck on the lips. "Okay Go..Go." Marcel picked up Pricilla's small bag where a snack had been prepared for Pricilla on the way. Marcel got into hi
Rachel wiped her tears, today was already the seventh day she was in this damn room. Rachel was moved into a room that she thought was inhumane not in every room an iron trellis was installed for whatever purpose Rachel could not see anything out there other than a dark room. In the evening, and only illuminated by lights at night there is no sign of life here for Rachel what does it mean to live? For Rachel her soul was dead but her body was not buried. Even more disgusting for Rachel, just to take a shower, Mark sent people to watch over her like she was a real animal. Rachel stares at the reflection of her face which is so similar to the blue wounds turning purple some are missing and some are new. Not only that, Rachel even had a sharp object cut on her thigh. And a cut on her ribs made by a razor blade with a string of words that Rachel didn't know what they meant. "How sad your life is, Rachel....what did you do wrong to God that you have to take all this punishment."
Mark put his shirt back on and walked to the window to get the remote and open the automatic blinds. The sky was clear today but Mark wasn't going to the office today, not because of Rachel but because Mark had woken up late and Mark was waiting for his doll to wake up and receive Mark's torture again. Mark turns his body to stare at Rachel from a considerable distance now from his bed. Mark is thinking how long will Rachel pretend to be asleep? Mark knows that she is already awake in his arms. it's just that, Mark is still too lazy to just serve Rachel he continues his sleep. And now Mark was getting impatient waiting for Rachel's charade to end. "You're awake, aren't you? Stop the charade I'm sick of it!!!" Mark raised his voice deliberately to make Rachel open her eyes. Mark walked back towards Rachel who was still faithfully closing her eyes. Mark could barely bear not to touch Rachel as his hand gripped Rachel's chin and the woman finally opened her eyes. Mark approach
Mark tried to open his eyes again and the boy's face was no longer there. He walked to the bedside table looking for some pills that he kept in two bottles. Mark's hand immediately took the two pills and swallowed them with a glass of water that was always on the nightstand. It had been a long time since he took the medicine the psychiatrist gave him but today he had to take it to quell all his anger. Mark pulled the blanket that was on his bed and his hand picked up a pillow bringing it into a room not far from him. It was none other than a bathroom with a bathtub that was the most comfortable place. Mark put a blanket to cover the bathtub after which he got in it and lay down curled up with only one pillow. Within minutes Mark was fast asleep. Mark dreamed he was running down a highway with his clothes covered in blood. He didn't know why he kept running, but Mark was very scared. Many times he tried to wipe the blood on his hands by rubbing it hard on his high schoo
Rachel opened her eyes which felt very heavy, her whole body seemed to be crushed and heavy when she moved. There was no light whatsoever, when Rachel opened her eyes it was nothing but dark, and felt so claustrophobic. Rachel had to cough several times one thing she was very sensitive to dust. Rachel also can't stay in a dark room for too long, it can make Rachel feel short of breath. "Help!" Rachel tried to shout for help. Her hand was now right in front of her chest which felt very tight, Rachel was having trouble breathing. Her hands tried to grab whatever was in front of her. The real feels nothing but empty, Rachel can't cry because she knows her tears won't get her out of there. The door suddenly opened, someone's face was unclear but now Rachel could see it. The demon man who brutally slaughtered her now reappeared with his smirk. "Hey, wife are you awake from your sleep of death?" Mark walked up to Rachel who looked terrified. Naturally, Rachel was afraid of
"Daddy..." Pricill immediately ran towards Marcel who was stretching his arms out, in front of the school exit. "Okay, tell Daddy what you did at school." Marcel kissed Pricilla's cheek and put her in the car. "Hmm, a lot Daddy." Pricilla placed her index finger on her pursed lips remembering what she did at school. Marcel smiled as Pricilla became more and more like Grace. Flashback. "What would you like to eat?" Grace placed her index finger on her lips, trying to think of what would be good to eat today. "Sushi? Pizza? Or something else?" Marcel smiled as he looked at his wife's funny face. "No...I'm bored baby that food keeps coming especially steak ahh I think I'll throw up every day eating it. "Grace rolled her eyes and folded her hands in front of her chest. "Then what's good where right now?" "Coq au vin?" Grace asked Marcel again, asking for his opinion, even though Marcel's opinion didn't matter when it came to food. "Are you sure you want to eat
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Rachel opened her voice again after a long silence. "There's no need, ma'am. This wound will heal on its own." Mark was still focused on the road ahead of him, he couldn't hide how eager Mark was to bring Rachel to harm at this moment like pushing her into a ravine for example. Rachel saw the blood flowing down the driver's shirt sleeve and was shocked. "You hurt your hand!!!" Mark just realized the wound on his hand. He didn't know that the acting he did made him hurt. What's more, he had fallen in the middle of the road maybe, that's where the wound came from. And Mark didn't realize that. Mark was surprised when Rachel's hand gently rolled up his shirt and it made Mark turn his head and pull his hand away from Rachel's touch. "I'm fine ma'am." Mark was not used to receiving other people's touch so when Rachel's hand touched his hand without permission Mark was surprised. "Shut up! Remember I'm your boss." Rache
Rachel put the earphone to her ear and the noise of the airplane engine often made Rachel feel dizzy even though she took a business class flight, she still sometimes thought about it and it would make her dizzy and nauseous. This time she was able to calm down a little when the sound of Lady Gaga singing shadow was very soft and her seat position had now been changed to a reclining position. Rachel tried to sleep for a while at least she could replenish her energy, which still felt lacking because of her irregular resting time these days due to her rather hectic work. one more thing that irritated Rachel these days. where in the past week she always received anonymously sent objects again and again, which at first was just expensive bag and the next time it was watches, shoes, flowers, and even chocolates that were quite large and certainly very expensive. Whoever was behind the delivery of all these objects Rachel was very disturbed. Hopefully, after she returned to France no one
"Mark, where are you going?" Mark's footsteps stopped when a voice he had memorized called his name. Mark's body didn't even want to turn his body even a little bit, just to look at the other person. all of that happened because of his hatred. "No need to know where I am, you are not my mother. " Mark said in a very cold tone he again stepped his feet leaving the magnificent four-story house. Mark walked into his black Mercedes Benz GT 63 S car and immediately started the engine and left the yard of his father's luxury house. Previously Mark's day was very calm because in that magnificent house, only his father and himself lived. but in the last 2 years everything has changed, the woman who is currently still his father's fiancee has even come to live in the same house with Mark. "Damn it when that woman comes home!!.. I can't wait to get close to her. " Mark hit the steering wheel pressed the gas pedal and drove his car through the slippery road because it had been soak