I groaned in annoyance when Stephen shook me to get up. I rubbed my eyes before looking ahead and realized Nicolas and Victor were nowhere to be seen. Looking outside through the window, I saw we were in front of the mansion in the jungle. Every man of Nicolas looked so busy as some were carrying crates and some were carrying luggage, it seemed they were shifting somewhere else. Stephen took my hands and helped me to get out of the car as I thanked him."Why are they rushing?" I asked Stephen."We're already revealed and cops are after us, hence they'll show up anytime soon." He pursed his lips."Oh." That was all I said before following him inside.Nicolas, Victor, and John were sitting at the dining table and talking while some new maids were serving lunch."Where's Anna and Lucy?" I frowned and asked Stephen."Nick killed as soon as he heard that you were gone. He also killed two security guards, Natalia." Stephen sighed before murmuring."What?!" I gasped loudly.How could he do
When I opened my eyes, I realized I was in a private jet, my head was throbbing in pain, and a heavy bandage wrapped around it again. Nice.Nicolas was sitting beside me, tapping on his phone, and Stephen reading a magazine sitting in front of us. I hissed as I tried to move my head and that caught their attention."You're awake. How are you feeling now?" Stephen asked."It hurts so much. I can't move my head." I hissed."Take this pill. It'll help to alleviate the pain." He smiled and gave me a white pill."Thank you," I muttered. I took it from him and washed it down with a bottle of water. Nicolas didn't say anything. He was just tapping on his phone continuously and he looked a little more stressed. "Are you okay here or you would like to lay down on the bed?" Stephen asked."I would like to lay down," I murmured.Stephen stood up then wrapped his arm around my shoulder and guided me backyard of the jet. Nicolas said nothing, not even looking at me for once. Stephen helped me t
When I woke up, I was feeling a bit better and we finally arrived in Italy. As soon as the plane landed, Nicolas, Victor, and John disappeared outside. Stephen helped me to get into one of the black Rolls-Royce phantom that was parked in front of the plane with three other vehicles, a yellow Lamborghini Aventador, a red Ferrari F8, and a black R15 bike.My mouth was hung open, thinking about how rich these criminals were. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice Nicolas was already inside the car and still tapping on his phone. He didn't throw a glance at me like I never existed and that relaxed me a bit. Stephen moved to the Lamborghini leaving me alone with Nicolas.The bulky-looking driver asked something in Italian to Nicolas before starting the car. I saw Victor passing our car with his R15 and then John sped up and drove past our car with his red Ferrari before winking at me. I just rolled my eyes at him. Cold late October breezes hit my face and ripped inside my
Two days passed but Nicolas and his friends were nowhere to be seen since the day Nicolas left the house early in the morning. I didn't leave the comfortable luxurious room in these two days, not even for a tour of the house. I ate my meals inside the room which maids brought me without any complaints. Most of the time I spent on the balcony, watering and taking care of flower plants and looking at the dense woods blankly. I was grateful that there were at least flower plants which would help to keep my mind calm. Today I decided to leave the bedroom for a house tour. Laura left my breakfast and pills on the table placed beside the huge window. After finishing up, I slipped into a loose lavender sweater because it was cold outside and black jeans. I ate and took my pills then headed downstairs. Amelie had come to the previous night and removed my bandage. This house had more tight security and scary-looking guards than the jungle's one in my country. "Do you need anything, miss?" La
Days turned into a week but my everyday routine was the same. My head was healing impressively well and my wounds started fading away but still sometimes I felt a slight headache. During the week, Nicolas came home late at night every day, sometimes with blood all over his body or sometimes with angry bloodshot eyes, and left home early before I woke up. There was no night when he hadn't fucked me. He fucked me so hard and rough in different positions until he satisfied his dreadful desires then he would pull me onto his brick-like chest and fall into deep sleep. Sometimes I wondered how he could sleep so comfortably with me as I could stab a knife on his chest anytime in his deep sleeping state for what he had done to me. After thinking more than an hour, I realized the reason. He knew I wouldn't kill him because my family was on his hostage. The maid Laura started acting weird whenever she was around me these days. She stopped servicing me and barely talked to me. But Rosetta was
I was interrupted by a maid named Scarlett and she brought me to the kitchen for lunch. There were five maids inside and many guards outside of the house. Every maid was young except Rosetta. They all are beautiful and attractive. I wondered if Nicolas fucked these maids. But it didn't matter to me because he was nothing but my captor, my torturer and I hate him more than any worse thing in the world. I took a bite from my sandwich and looked around for Rosetta but one of the maids said that she went to her house for something important. Rosetta never told me about her family or home. I decided to ask her about her family later and kept eating silently. Suddenly Laura entered the kitchen with puffy eyes and ruby cheeks. She looked like she had been crying. She suddenly stopped when she saw me and stared at me for a few seconds blankly then started helping other maids. I couldn't understand anything so I finished my lunch and took my pills. When I went to place the dishes on the sink,
Hours passed and it was already 6 pm. I slowly got up from the cold floor and went to the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink mirror, I couldn't recognize the girl who was staring back at me. Swollen eyes, puffy nose, rosy cheeks, dark circles under eyes, and bloodshot eyes, it wasn't me. It was someone broken and helpless who had been thrashing for exemption from her miserable life. I was never like that.But alas, it was me.Taking a deep breath, I quickly washed my face, brushed my tangled hair, and made a high ponytail bun. I slipped into a pair of black ripped jeans and a white hoodie. Putting on some mascara and nude lipstick, I went downstairs. I was kinda excited to get out of this house and see the outside of Italy.Getting downstairs, I saw Nicolas, Mariano, Alexander, and Victor sitting on the couch and talking about something in Italian. When they saw me, they stopped and looked at me. Mariano and Alexander gave me the usual disgusting smirk."Are you ready?" Nicolas a
The hotel was so beautiful and luxurious, glowing with yellowish lights and its lobby was full of beautiful chandeliers. The outside and inside of the hotel were full of bulky, scary-looking guards. Everything felt so unreal. I had never been in a luxurious hotel like this before.Suddenly I felt scared and uncomfortable. Nicolas held my hands and intertwined our fingers which relaxed me a bit. We entered the golden-coloured elevator and he led us to the eighth floor, in a private room with a large wide balcony. A big decorated dining table was placed on the balcony and the room was massive with a king-sized bed and open shower chamber. The night view was clear through the big window and the balcony. I was amazed by the beauty of the luxurious room and the night view of Rome. "It's beautiful." I whispered, looking outside through the big window."Yes. It is. Do you like it?" Nicolas snacked his hand around my waist and started nuzzling my neck."Does it matter, Nicolas? You forced me