BABY'S POINT OF VIEW
Depriving my sight was never done, although my hands are bound in the car by built-in cuffs. These cuffs aren't the usual design they might look thin and flimsy, I have noticed how every hard tug it becomes tighter around my skin.
I'm glad I am driven to a location with no blindfold. This man shows me exactly how to get to where we are going. It just goes to show this is not his first time and he is very confident that I will not be alive if I attempt to escape. I need to start calculating his next move fast If I want to get out of here alive. One thing is for sure, he is a savage.
Arrogant Savage.
The secret roads have tons of high-tech disguises that camouflage the pathway to wherever we're going. I am very familiar on how to disengage this, enough to confuse them for about fifteen minutes.
He is showing me or more like challenging me to try to get out of this illusion maze. This is a mistake on his part in underestimating my capabilities. I happen to train under Astor, who's the creator of this old security technique.
The wheels in my head are turning to hatch a plan and I'm now looking at the tools I can use for my escape.
The first thing I see is his phone. The VPN I created years back should still work. I can use it to locate where the solar drones are to deactivate the power source. All I need is his face recognition.
If I'm lucky, I can use the same vehicle I'm sitting in, that has a sensor wave. The computer within the touchscreen can easily be calibrated by tricking the micro board that any fingerprint is a match.
Lastly, his sophisticated gun, that's safely tucked somewhere in his suit. In my days of pledges, I never got a chance to use a gun. I'm always protected, located far away from all the adventure Carly got to do along with my Aunt Madonna as her backup.A new rise of hope is building within me.
I can do this, I can do this. I can do this. There's no other way but to do this.
I chant to myself that I am left with no choice but to not go down without a fight. All I need is one good shot in one of his vital area.
I could feel my chest pumping like there's no tomorrow as I knew it was too good to be true to believe that we could retire and live a normal life. Now that the past has already caught up, it's best to just head forward. It is useless to dwell and sit next to this asshole, beating myself for inevitable mistakes I'm sure to correct when I get out of here.
I drew in a breath, I should be able to do this.
I can't be a coward anymore.
I could do this, I know I can.
I was exposed to these kinds of scenarios and even trained for this in the beginning. I should've expected that this could happen. I have just become too lax and even gaining weight in the process. If I survive this, I will be sure to always be on my game and never separate from Carly. We are stronger when we are together, but the consolation now is that only one of us is caught and possibly ends up dead. I can't be thinking of death now.
I slowly look up for I felt him staring hard. He's sitting next to me with an expression I can't decipher, but again as I remind myself. I will not about to go down without a fight.
I carefully looked down at my wrist, which was covered in deep red marks, I couldn't quite assess if I was bleeding but the only thing is consistent is the strong smell of the soap that had been used to clean me up; they made sure I was in pain while they washed my body with a firehose. My attention is drawn back to this jerk as he compliments me on how well I cleaned up.
"I'm waiting for your next move." He moves even closer, I held my breath as I thought he's about to reach out but he stops and moves back to his corner, grabbing something on the side pannel that look like a phone.
He's deliberately making me hear all the conversations he's had on the little device but I still can't figure out which organization he belongs to. As soon as he got off the conversation I tried asking him who he was and what he wanted, but I got answered with hits as insult comes out of me after another trying to get answers.
Things have finally calmed down as I try to catch my breathe, my head laying limpy from all his hits. I look up and finally got a good look at his face I have never met anyone in the underworld as good-looking as he is. Not a single scar. He's too clean to be in this world perhaps its time that I give him a remembrance from messing with me.I look again at which part I could strike I am way too pissed off to acknowledge my attraction from all the beating my face received from him. When I get my chance, I will make sure he says goodbye to his damn beautiful face.
His hands were suddenly on my thighs , slowly rubbing them catching me off gaurd, as he stared at me once more with the same damn emotions I'm still studying.
All I feel is revenge for every hit I got. I'm going to steal every penny this jerk has and ask Carly to burn everything he owns for touching me this way.
With whatever strenght I have left, I try nudging his hand away but he grabs one thigh even harder, settling it close to my front bottom. I feel my body heat up from his touches.
"Do you know how many people I killed just to track you for the past two years? Two fucking years Baby. One hacker after another, no one can sniff out your digital footprint. You could've gotten away if you weren't so charitable. " His voice was so deep and calm.
"Wha" I gave him a confused look as to what he was talking about.
"That's right Baby. The animal shelter.
As long as they don't slaughter rescued animals right? You will consistently send them money. " He continued on, not making me talk.
"That was one of the traps we set up. It was very unusual for someone to donate that much money. Not even the most dumbest billionaire would ever waste money as you did, you must have gotten paid a lot to screw me. We waited for you to send your fifth payment to weaken your firewall, but it still took us another six months to finally get your location. Perfect timing for what looks like you're about to move again. " I remained quiet as my blood was starting to boil as he reveals what transpired. I couldn't let him get to my head and mess with my resolve.
"Don't look so furious, you were never gonna getaway, not now that I have all your DNA. Now that I thought of it, I just need one more sample. " While thrashing in the car, his hand digs between my legs, making its way inside my panties as he tips it to the side. His other hand threaded between my half air-dried hair, giving me a painful burn on my scalp, holding my head in place.
He licks my neck all the way to the side of my face, stopping on my ear, giving me goosebumps as it tickles me in a weird way. It is useless, but I don't stop thrashing my body as I feel a finger circulating my bud. My loud cries for him to stop turn into a moan. as I feel a weird new sensation building inside me quickly. He quickens his pace with more pressure as my pelvic muscles clench, releasing a new kind of pleasure wave that I have never felt before.
It was only then that he began to back off. I blinked my eyes open and felt ashamed for opening them. He was demonstrating to me how his fingertips were covered in a translucent film that came from me.
"Is that your first orgasm?" He had a big grin on his lips, taunting me. He laughed mockingly as he sucked it off his fingertips like a left-over chip powder seasoning stuck to his fingers. "Oh, delicious, I guess we can store another sample for another day."
My eyes welled up with tears as all of my anger burst through the ceiling. Not only did I feel powerless, but I also felt embarrassed. Until now, I've not been repulsed by the sense of having it. I've reached the point where I'm attempting to keep the cracks from forming, but I can feel the cracks winning the battle against me gradually.
In response, he coos and lifts my chin up as my gaze drifts to the floor.
"Cheer up, we're almost there. I'm sure you'd be happy to see someone you miss dearly."
My heart is now racing even faster as the possibility of Carly being captured looms in the background. This is not possible! Please not her. Not Carly. No it can't be her.
In the midst of wiping away my tears and kissing my lips, I do all I can to regain my composure. I'm not going to rush to any conclusions until I find out who he's talking about, however. I'm certain that my family would not make the same mistakes that I made in the past.
As we approach a half-burned mansion, I begin to feel uneasy. I saw that there were four or five black vehicles parked in front of us. The car came to a complete halt smack in the center of the driveway. His hands go for the door handle of the vehicle.
"This will be interesting." He says before opening the door completely. He walked out and extended his hand for me to grasp in my palms. Something is waiting for me, and I'm not in the least bit interested in finding out what it is. My heart is racing faster than it has in a long time, and I'm not in the least bit interested in finding out what it is.
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BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThe smell of burnt wood filled the room the moment the door opened. It's somewhat sour from the chemical involved making me cough. Certain parts of this enormous mansion are still on fire and you could hear the crackling pine burning, suggesting that the arson occurred just a few hours ago. While the smoke could be seen for miles, the camouflage device would conceal everything.He made his men use a fire squelching agent to separate half of the smoke. There's also a grey sand-like material being thrown to pave the way in the mansion, disipating the black smoke.I look back as I hear more vehicles and see loaded trucks with the same powdery substance backing in, so it seems that his whole team came in prepaid for this plan.When we moved forward in the mansion. Me following his footstep, I didn't realize how broad his shoulders were, his built we're define giving his attire a more intimidating vibe.My eyes were teary as we walk in more and my cough seemed to pop i
CHARLES I haven't felt excited in a long time, but having Baby as my new toy gives me a new game this season. I wonder how long she would last with me. I have never met anyone, let alone a woman who was able to snap out of that Dream engine so quickly. Who is this girl? What is she? It would have been so much fun if she had stayed in there for a few more minutes before I could reach that damn lab. I would have taken her subconscious to a different level. The way she screamed gave me the push. I could keep murdering and fucking her in that trance without killing her. The thirst for that thrill is rising fast. I wouldn't have believed she's a retriever if she didn't come out of that trance so fast. I wanted to laugh at her face when she thought she got captured by the government. She really must be doing a lot of work for the different low ranking mafia agency but with that type of skills she could be easily identified in a much bigger deal. Whoever said bad guys couldn't win,
Baby The very last emotion that washed over me was regret. This is the state of feeling repentant over something that failed. So this is what really defeat feels like. Defeat. In a flash it brought me these questions, What do retrievers regret most the moment they knew their dying? The moment they look death in the eye for him to take them? Is it failed relationships or not even having one? Is it maybe missing opportunities to be real normal people? or just maybe simply living life more? As expected, these questions are only answered when it's too late. As for my luck tries to avoid me, my regrets wasn't the same. Regret said hello the minute I took the gun and aim it at Charles's head. I hear all his men guns' elegant cocking ready to fire at me. I'm surrounded by his men. I look around for a possible way out, but the only exit is behind Charles and so many of his men blocking it. The pressure is real, I feel my sweat dripping more, His eyes were so bright and his wide m
Baby Five newly bald shave men wearing black jumpsuits were kneeling on the field, I can't see their faces for their back are turned however anyone can see that their bodies are trembling uncontrollably. These people don't have their hands bound in any way, with their built they can fight back or flee. I'm confounded as to why they chose to stay still as Charles' men are nowhere to be found to deter them. As I look closer, there's a tiny illuminating bar code on their nape that appeared also along with the rest of the codes and panels on the plain white wall that can only be seen once the contact lenses are used. "Who are they?" I asked, finally breaking my silence. as I still can't believe this is all happening to me. What does Charles have on them. "These were the same people who paid you to steal from me." Charles voice had a taunting hint, as he continues to talk he gives out small chuckles in between, showing excitement that he has caught us all. "See, I'm supposed to be s
Baby Has it really only been eight days since I've loss control over my life? As I lay in this tub, flashes of Charles forcing me to participate in an act against my will haunts me. I just want to stay in the water until all the pain washes away. I've tried to get up but my body just wants to stay in the water. Pain. Is all I feel, I try to shut things out but everything just keeps coming back. My body has been flipped on the table, my stomach smack on the surface, and I feel the sharp edge of the table digging in on my thighs, Charles has spread my legs, his body in between, keeping it wide apart, I feel a hard slap on my butt cheek before he caress it, I feel him put his thumb touching my butt hole's ring before fully inserting it, I start squirming and wiggling my way as the feeling is uncanny. I heard him yell making me stop as he pulls my hair, I felt my whole head burn as he yanks it hard. "Baby I'm being considerate, did you know this is the best position in losing your v
Charles After I claimed Baby, I'm unable to stop thinking about her. She completely has consumed my obsession. The minute I am away from her, I imagine her trying to do something stupid to herself again. I've never cared this much about any woman in my whole life apart from my mother. When I saw her trying to drown herself deliberately in the tub something in me ignited to possess her, I don't know what it is but I can't leave her alone. I am surprised at myself because after tasting her, I developed a strong desire to be around her. I am well aware of her current mental state, and I'm excited to subdue her and watch her accept the new life she's about to engage in. I could tell that I succeeded with making her believe my threats. She's been very obedient these past three weeks.Fear. This is an unpleasant emotion but very crucial. Fear keeps people in line when they have an extreme reverence towards someone above them and torture is one way to instill this. I have had enough of
CHARLES'S POINT OF VIEWThe process of being brought together again as a front unified whole seethed me and this old grand theater full of artifacts that have been openly purloined is bringing memories back.Our great grandparents were normal people who just simply ran their empire before crossing paths with ruthless people. After getting burned, they simply took matters in their own hands and created a new world of terror. Playing nice wasn't on the table in the real world, you simply need to accept what you are and use this in your advantage to manipulate people and money into your power. Before you know it everything will fall into place as long as you're willing to simply sacrifice everything.SIMPLY.My father's favorite word. There's nothing so simple about being his son, yet this word barrages in our heads, making us think that things are all easy in this world. Easy to get, easy to kill, relating this to a six-year-old boy is not so simple but good for my brother, He had it si
I've always been good with updating on time! make sure you click that star for a new chapter. ——————————————————BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThe will to continue to live despite this torture comes down to one goal. I need to get my hands on those Nanogex. I can use that to cure my Aunt Madonna, for she will fix this mess we caused and to do that, I need to compel my mind to do the one thing I'm trained for.Survive.I need to survive. If I die within 11 months, Carly will know something is wrong and she will definitely look for me, but I'm afraid she will never know who she's up against. I can never take that chance of putting her life in danger. All I need to do is get Charles to trust me.I know I'm still in the city; I was trying to figure out where I was, but Charles caught me snooping, mistaking it for what appears to be another attempt at suicide.There's something sinister about the way he looks at me. I could see he wanted to keep me around, and he enjoys assaulting me. I stare at h