ALICE'S POV
“ But you still have to do it Kitten, don't you? ” He whispered as his hand slowly pulled the zipper of my dress down leaving my back bare.I stared at him. I was sure that my eyes held all the emotions I was unable to convey through words.I don't want to do this. Not now atleast.I am so tired.I feel weak inside. Empty.When the dress fell down pooling beside my ankles leaving me in my undergarments, I heaved a heavy breath and averted my eyes away.It was of no use. He did not care. He would never care about what I felt.Then again, Why did I even want him to care? This question made me hold my breath back.His cold fingers traced imaginary shapes on my bare back as I kept my eyes down lost in my own thoughts but I could still feel the tingles, the jolts of pleasure just with the smallest of touch.What was wrong with meALICE'S POV When I woke up in the morning, he was gone. I was relieved or I would have felt more suffocated than I already did. Forcing myself, I set out for the hospital. I had to check up on my father to see how he was doing. And then there was my mother... She must be waiting for me with insults after insults piled up in her mind that she would throw at me, the moment I was going to face her. Sometimes, I wanted to scream at her that she had to no right of ever insulting me. She did not own the right to shame me when she was no better herself but something stopped me every time. It was Responsibility. Responsibility of being a daughter to not break her mother's heart. I really did not want to hurt her because in the end Claudia Anderson was my mother. Nothing could change that fact. It was not hard to find my father's room when I asked about him on the reception desk. Finally, he had a room.
ALICE'S POV I felt bad now. Not just bad but horrible. It's been two days that I last went to the hospital and had a fight with my Mom. It's been two days but Damien did not come. Maggie kept calling me in these two days and I did not know why she even wanted to talk to me. Everything was weird in my life - more messed up than before. So, I stupidly made the decision to start working again. I could not rely on Damien all the time. There will come a day when he was going to leave me and if I stopped working, I will get used to depending on him. It would not be good which pushed me to start working at the club as a waitress and an attendant at the same Castillo Hotel. I called Alder and pestered him again about the same thing. Was I allowed to work? This felt weird but I did not want to offend Damien. Alder said that I could do whatever I wanted. I just had to come whenever and wherever his boss - Damien Knig
ALICE'S POV “ Martin sold Nina at the auction against her will. ” Melissa gulped and blurted out painfully. Despite wanting to comfort Melissa, I kept sitting still not showing her any reaction at all. This encouraged her to tell me more. Everything that she knew. “ The one who bought her at the auction that night...killed her. We couldn't even find her body. Just a - Just a... ” Melissa sniffed and paused, her eyes going wide like she was reminicising something horrible again. “ Just a what? ” I asked, bile rising in my throat. “ Just a severed finger and a note that we should try our best to find her body now. ” She closed her eyes and blurted making my breath hitch. A cold shiver ran down my spine with just having to hear and imagine something so horrifying. Why would someone do this to an innocent girl? How could someone be so cruel?
ALICE'S POV Awkward and Suffocating. That's how the whole ride back 'home' was like. Home...It turned out to be the penthouse that was so high up in the sky, that I had to crane my neck just to see the building sometimes. Now as I stood inside the penthouse with my clothes a little dried than before, I could feel Damien coming behind me. “ I am going to take a shower. ” Blurting out to him, I moved forward just after I felt the warmth radiating off his body to seep into mine. I needed time to process everything that Melissa told me today. Why did I feel so hurt for Damien? I was unable to understand. He did not say anything or stop me from behind. I guess he did not want me to stay there looking like this. Sighing, I went to the huge Italian style bathroom that was once again a mixture of black, grey and silver. All dead colors. Everything was so dull and gloo
ALICE'S POV “ Walk now. Get to the bed. ” He whispered, maintaining his low tone as I rolled my eyes at his attempt of making me feel helpless. How was I supposed to go to the bed from here when I could not even see? That was what he intended Idiot. My mind yelled at me and my shoulders slumped down. His hands left my arms and he stepped back, leaving me stranded. For a moment, I thought of just taking off the belt that was making me feel blind, but his next words stopped me. “ Don't even think about it. ” He hissed coldly and I found my body stiffen. What was he talking about? Did he know what I was thinking about taking the belt off my eyes? “ Start walking. ” He urged me and I had no other option than to do what he was asking of me. That's what helplessness does to people like me. My helplessness made me his puppet on a string.
ALICE'S POV “ There will be consequences. ” He promised me. A promise of payback for everytime I would try to get to know him now. And maybe... I did not care anymore. “ Okay. ” I nodded my head stubbornly as I stared up at him. Without saying anything, he gazed down at me intensely and then turned around, before leaving me alone. Why did everything feel so weird with him?I shook my head and pushed myself off the bed to go wash up again. ************ After taking a shower again, I dressed up in a casual grey sweatshirt and black sweats. Why was everything so dull even with the clothes he got for me? Everything looked dead around here, but it was still captivating. My stomach growled in hunger and I decided to eat something, before I pass out due to weakness. Walking to the kitchen, I looked around myself cautious
ALICE'S POV Hayes Christian was like a blood-sucker. He was just not leaving me the hell alone. I was sure that I would kill him if he annoyed me just a moment more. “ I want to leave! Can't you understand? ” I groaned out as I eyed him while sitting on the hospital bed. My foot was sprained midly. It was not hurting that much after they bandaged it. He carried me to the car and took me to the hospital earlier. The one who was making my head hurt, accompanied both of us. Maggie. I felt like throwing my legs in the air and cry out loud. Did everyone took it upon themselves to get on my nerves? “ You can't go home until the doctor says so. ” Hayes was silent, not bothering to even answer me, yet Maggie took every single chance to address me. Now who was a leech? I wanted to ask her this, but I kept my mouth sealed. Silence was better than the confron
ALICE'S POV “ An hour has passed Kitten. ” He hissed in my ear. His voice sounded weird. Like he was drunk and - and Angry. Then it hit me. The strong smell of the alcohol and his touch when he pushed his hand inside my shirt to explore my navel, sending jolts of dread down my spine. “ Damien. ” This was the first time that I adressed him by his name. I had called him ' Damien Knight Castillo ' before but never Damien. Like he registered it in his hazy mind as well, he picked up his head from my neck and left his face to hover above mine. His hot breaths fanning my face along with the smell of alcohol made me want to push him away, but I resisted this urge and stayed still even if my left foot was hurting like hell. “ Nina. ” He whispered, a soft emotion flashing in his eyes that forced me to hold my breath back. I took a good look at the surprising change of expr