Emma’s P.O.V.
I was still, looking at the door from where he has left.
“Train this girl. She will serve me from now on. Train her in every aspect." His sentence was echoing around me. His disgusting words were humiliating me.
Was he Aris? Was he really Aris?
I put hands on my face and fell on the ground. I was crying, 'going through the excruciating stage of breaking down'. I remained as hard as a rock even on the biggest issue and never let a tear fall from eyes in front of anyone. I never felt weak in front of anyone. Everyone knew that this arrogant torch with a high nose can never cry, but today it is known that I have been dying drop by drop by his words.
How much contrast is there in the outward appearance of the person 'with whom I was living'. I loved Robin but he betrayed me. Who do I complain to? From this monster, who had expressed his dirty thoughts many times? I was helpless. There was no one to trust. Love was unspoken but never ignorant.
There was no winding up. There was no relief. There was no way to escape.
He wanted to break me, he wants revenge. But I will not bow in front of him. I knew I used him for my purpose but he will not be able to use me for his own pleasure, I will never allow him. He was a despicable person to me and now he was looking down on me. This was unbearable for me. No, I can’t bear this. Tears were flowing down on my face. I was mourning on me fate but soon I felt my arm in a tight grip. Shocked, I looked up and found a woman, staring at me.
“Don’t you here what Master said?” She asked in a harsh tone.
“Leave me, how dare you to touch me?” I pushed her away, spatting with anger. She was a slave, how dare she talk to me like that. I was going to teach her a lesson but the next moment made me horrified. She slapped me hard with her fatty hand and I fell backward. I looked at her with disbelief.
“You need enough training. I know how to train dissident slaves like you.” She clamped my jaw tightly with her hand. Her grip was so intense that I screamed.
“Don’t even touch me again or I will….”
“What will you do? Huh?” She didn’t let me complete and smiled sarcastically. She was laughing on my helplessness.
“You are a slave now; accept this as soon as possible. May be life would be easy for you.” She left me with a jerk and backed away.
“Jeena, take this girl and prepare her for tonight. Master wants to see this new slave.” She ordered in a loud voice and left.
“No, No, you can’t do this. I will not let you do this to me. I will destroy this mansion brick by brick. It will all be over if anyone thinks this.” I screamed with all my might. This thought was driving me crazy that I will be sent to him like a slave.
My throat was getting sore with screaming. How could he use me like this? I was not a weak girl. I will fight until my last breath.
Breathe? A thought hit my mind and I become still.
What if he kills me? He can do that, no one can stop him. He was strong enough to kill me. No, I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die anonymously.
I have to run away to save my life. Yes, I will not give him a chance to kill me. I will escape. I will escape tonight.
A thought popped up to my mind that worked as a light into darkness.
If I obeyed him today, my whole life will be spent in this dungeon of this brutal man, he will become my master, with whom I never wanted to live. I hated him, never loved him. I would never accept this slavery.
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