Kiara’s POV
As soon as Tom left my room, not letting me speak for myself again, I immediately went to remove all of that makeup from my face and put something I could finally feel like myself in. I put my hair up into a messy bun, so it didn't distract me. Soon, Valentina came to check on me.''Hey, Ki. What's up?'' she came with the biggest smile on her face and I already knew what she was going to ask me ''How'd it go, babe.'' she smirked.I rolled my eyes ''Nothing happened, we just talked. That's all.'' I cleaned the mess I made while I was getting ready ''Our waiter was giving me looks'' I grabbed one cloth ''Then Tom disappeared for a moment'' I folded it ''And then, the waiter was gone the whole time and when I asked Tom about it - he said that he just put him on his place.'' I looked at her and noticed that her jaw dropped on the floor.''No way.'' she refused to believe.I nodded and continued to fold clothes.''Is that all? Nothing else?'' she said disappointed.''Not at all''''You're such a dull bitch.'' she left the room and slammed the door. I ran and opened it ''I love you too!'' I yelled as she gave me the finger with a smirk and faded down the stairs.I closed the door and continued with the cleaning and when I was done, I got one book and began reading. The story was about a girl who never got to find true love because her parents showed her exactly what love shouldn't look like. At the hardest time of their life, she meets a man who shows her what real love is - buying her flowers, respecting her, caring about her, and loving her for what she is.I couldn't lie that I could see myself in that character. She sounded just like me, her parents traumatized her for a lifetime and so did mine. My father was an alcoholic and when he got back home he abused my mother when he was sober he told her how much he appreciated and loved her. Of course, she fell for every single word and always tried to make me believe that he loved us and tried everything to be the best father, but one night because of him, they both died. My dad didn't leave anything good about him after they passed, my mom didn't deserve it, I didn't deserve it.Suddenly I remembered about that stupid dinner, I was forced to go. I got up from my bed to put my hair down and brush it. After that, I went down and went to the kitchen. Vincent and Valentina were already there, waiting.''Hello, Kiara. Tom is going to be here any minute.'' Vincent said.''I hope he doesn't come,'' I said.''I didn't expect my wife to talk like that about me.'' Tom leaned at the door's frame, holding a cup of whiskey in one of his hands.I turned to face him ''Well, I also thought that my future husband would let me speak for myself.'' I argued.''I do listen to what you say. But you have to understand that dinners are very important to me and I want you to come, but I know you wouldn't do it if I didn't allow you to cancel.'' he began walking towards me.Just when he was about to put a piece of my hair behind my ear, I sat on my chair, not even trying to look at him. Everyone got in their seats and Tom said to Ms. Betty what everyone would like to drink.''And for Kiara- champagne,'' he said.I hated how well he knew what I liked ''No, actually.'' Tom looked at me ''I would like a cup of whiskey.'' I looked at his eyes.''Princess, isn't that a little strong for you?'' he asked.''Tom, you're my future husband, not father, remember that,'' I said and smiled at our housekeeper. ''That's it. Thank you.''After a minute our drinks came and I got my cup, I didn't know why out of all the drinks I picked the one that I mostly hated- my father used to drink that every day.As I held the glass to my lips, I could feel my stomach churning with anxiety. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my nerves as I took a small sip of the drink. The taste was sickeningly sweet, and my throat immediately tightened in protest. I fought back the urge to spit it out and instead forced myself to swallow, all the while pretending that I was enjoying every drop.As soon as Ms. Betty brought the delicious meals to the table, we couldn't help but feel our mouths water. The aroma of the food wafted through the room, enticing us with its rich and savoury scent. We eagerly picked up our forks and began to dig in, completely immersed in the delectable flavours and textures of the meal. The room grew quiet, save for the sound of our utensils clinking against our plates and the occasional satisfied sigh escaping from our lips. Each bite was a new experience - a delightful combination of spices and ingredients that Ms. Betty had expertly crafted together. I took some sips from the disgusting drink I ordered and pretended to love it. Soon everyone was ready with their dinner.Suddenly I started feeling nauseous but didn't want to walk out, so I just went to get myself a cup of water instead."Everything all right?" Tom asked.I sat on my seat "Yes, I got thirsty." I lied.He nodded.After finishing our meals, I realized that I wasn't feeling any better. My stomach was still churning and I had a nagging headache. I tried to hide my discomfort from them as I didn't want them to find out. I knew that if Tom found out, he wouldn't leave me alone and would pester me with questions and concerns. So I put on a brave face and pretended that everything was fine, even though I was struggling to keep it together."Thank you for the dinner. I'm going to my room now." with that I took the last sip of whiskey in my mug which felt like burning me and I felt even worse after it. I stood up and walked to my room, pretending that I was okay.I was a dumbass for doing that but I felt the urge since Tom even knew what I drink every time. I went into my bathroom and took another shower to try to stop my headache or at least make it feel better. I removed my clothes and went into the bathroom. The shower started pouring and I felt the water on my body, which felt refreshing.My whole body lay down in the bath, drowning me in my thoughts - my father. Maybe that was the reason, I felt guilty when I drank the cup of whiskey and even got drunk of it. Maybe I saw something from him in myself, which was the worst part. I couldn't help but remember the first day that he came home dead drunk. When I saw him slapping my mother's cheek and then pushing her to the floor, my whole childhood was ruined. My whole world was ruined. Every time I thought about this day, I went back to it and felt it through my whole body like I was back in that dirty, small house we lived in.I heard a loud knock on the door."I'm in the bathroom! Go away!" I yelled."Okay, I'll wait for you."Tom's deep voice touched my ears and I got nervous. Not because of him, but because I was naked in the bath and he was waiting for me.I quickly got up and tried to be as careful as I could because the last thing I needed was to fall on the wet floor. I got my towel and dried my hair as much as I could. Then I put on my slippers. I opened the door and saw him leaning on the doorframe waiting for me to open the door."Feeling better?" he asked."I was great before too, I just wanted to take a bath." I lied."Mhm, yeah, right. Go to bed." Mr. Big Word said."Why should I do that?" I asked. "Besides, I just got out of the shower. I'm a woman, don't forget that. And excuse me but I need some personal space, if you allow me to have, of course." I continued.He rolled his eyes and turned around."Out, Tom" I ordered."Put your fucking pyjamas on, Kiara." he coldly said.I got my pyjamas and put them on as quickly as I could."I'm ready."He turned around and nodded into the bed. I laid on the white sheets, adjusting myself to get comfortable in the bed."Happy?" I asked annoyed."No. I don't want you to drink that ever again," he said."Tom, again, you are not my father and I know what to do. Now, please leave my room, I'm tired.'' I begged.''Fine, but I want you to call me if you don't feel good during the night. I'll work so I will be up.'' he said and opened the door.''Why do you work all the time? Don't you have some time for yourself?" I looked at him.''I don't need a lot of time for myself, I usually give it to my brother.'' he answered.''Well, Vincent is lucky to have you.'' I smiled.''No, I'm lucky to have him.'' he smiled back and turned the lights off. ''Good night, little bird.'' he closed the door behind him.I turned to the side and fell asleep.Tom’s POV I went back into my office after I made sure that my doll was okay. I opened the laptop sitting on my wooden desk and unlocked the camera for Kiara's room. I looked at her angel face imagining what I could do to her. She was mine, there was nowhere she could hide, I owned her. I loved the idea of her being my toy and prey. I went downstairs to the kitchen. I saw Valentina sitting on the chair, crying. I went to the section with drinks and got one whiskey, then poured it into a cup, watching Valentina curiously.''Is everything alright?'' I asked grabbing an apple from the fruit bow in the middle of the table.She tried to wipe the smudged mascara from her face ''Yeah, I'm fine.'' ''May I ask what happened?'' I sat on the chair in front of her. She rolled her eyes ''Just a stupid argument with Vince.'' she wiped one tear, falling from her face ''He probably has told you that I have a problem.'' she continued. ''No, he hasn't told me anything.'' I said. ''Oh, well I can'
Kiara’s POVI woke up early in the morning since I fell asleep very early last night compared to when I usually go to bed. It was still dark outside. I opened the big window in the middle of my room to feel the cold, fresh air entering my bedroom. I went into the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth. Then I made my messy hair into something acceptable and put on some leggings with a sweater on top. I tried to dress up as comfortably as I could in the house since I couldn't do it outside anymore. I went downstairs to make myself a cup of coffee and something to eat but when I entered I saw Valentina, sleeping on the chair with a cup of scotch in her hand. I got scared and quickly walked to her. Then, I rubbed her shoulder to try to wake her up. "Hey, Val. Come on, let me help you walk to your bedroom." I quietly said to not scare her while she was still sleepy. She looked around with her red eyes "What happened?" she asked. "I don't know, but everything is okay." As I notic
Kiara's POV “If you leave now, I promise not to tell anyone about this. Just please leave" I cried in front of him, begging him to leave. "I am tired, don't you see? I love you to death but still beg you to leave, so please do it, please!" He was staring at me, not saying a word. "Go away!" "Okay, fine, I'll go. But if you tell anyone I'll kill you, Kiara!" With those words, he disappeared. 2 years later I was sitting in a café, talking with Lana- my best friend, since I've known myself."So, it has been a while. Any boyfriends or new friends?" She asked me while taking hercoffee from the waiter's hands."No, not really. After Finn, I don't think I'm ready for a new relationship." I took a sip of my coffee."Are you ever gonna tell me what happened?" Lana looked at me, hoping I'd spill some words. I just shook my head. I didn't want anyone to know what happened between me and Finn. I've never spoken to anyone about it before and I don't think I'm ready, yet. Four men in black
Kiara's POV I heard a knock on my door. I ran to open it and saw a tall female. She had light brown hair, green eyes, just like the forest, and beautiful red lips. "Hello, I'm Valentina! Nice to meet you. Vincent told me, you were a new guest, so I thought it would be nice to present myself." She smiled. "Oh, hi! I'm Kiara." I shook her hand. She had red nail polish and very pale skin. "I am Vincent's wife. I've been in your position. I know you feel awful, but they are not bad people. But I am here for you if you need anything." She rubbed my shoulder and left the room. She looked like a very nice person. I went downstairs to grab me some water and something to eat because I was starving. I saw a bowl full of fruit, so I got one apple. I sat on the wooden chair. The left wall was made out of glass, so you could see what was happening outside of the house because it was right in front of the gateway and the garage next to it. I saw a grey car parking, but soon my attention was go
Kiara's POV I was ready just in time for the meeting with Tom. I was under a lot of pressure. I didn't have any idea what was he going to tell me. I just knew it was not going to go well because we both have different opinions on everything. I stood up from my bed and walked out of my bedroom. I began walking through this endlessly long hallway. And here it is - his office. I knocked on one and waited. Nothing. I knocked again. Nothing. I opened the door with pressure and almost fell. I got myself together and straightened my back. The office was huge. It was dark - like Tom, no wonder. It was made mostly out of wood and there was a big desk in black. In front of it, there were two black chairs and a small table between them. Behind the desk was a large wooden bookshelf. Lastly, there was a small, black couch with little decorative, white pillows in the middle."I'm sorry. I tried to knock, but I didn't hear anything, so I decided to just come in." I said."It's soundproof. Don't wo
Kiara's POV When I woke up Valentina was still asleep. I didn't want to wake her up, so I tried to get up as quietly as I could. I went to brush my teeth and take a shower with my hair because it was very dirty from last night.After I was ready, I went back into the room. Val was still asleep. I put some clothes on and went downstairs to pour myself some water. I got some food for Valentina and ran up the stairs back to my room. Now my new friend was awake. "Morning, Ki." She said, massaging her disheveled hair. "Good morning, Val. I got you some food, thought you would be hungry." I sat down on my bed next to her, making an upside-down smile. "Thank you for not letting me run. I'm not happy here, but it was a very stupid idea, because you were right - there is no escape from here." She shook her head. "I know. But we are getting in trouble. I mean you are."I rolled my eyes and we heard a knock on the door. Ms. Betty came in."Sorry to bother you, Ms.Davis. Tom wants you in his
Tom's POV When she left my office, I didn't want to go after her. She seemed afraid. Why did she say that? What is the reason that made her think I'll ever hit her? There was no way in the world that I'd ever hit a woman, if she doesn't give enought of a reason to do it. Vincent came into the office. "Hey, I saw Kiara, running to her room, sobbing herself. What happened?" "What? She was crying? I didn't see that. We had a little argument and that's all." I said. I didn't want to tell Vincent, yet. Not until I figured out what happened and what made her feel like I was going to do such a thing to her. "Are you sure? She was sobbing. We've seen her cry, but this time... it wasn't like the other ones." He pointed back. "I don't know, brother. I will talk to her, later. I have some work to do now." He nodded and and soon he left. I sat on my chair behind the desk and opened the folder with Kiara's data. It had her family line, phone number, email address, the place she lives, and h
Kiara's POV As soon as Tom left, I continued to eat the delicious Chicken pasta bake that Ms. Betty had prepared for me. I couldn't help but ponder over Tom's concern for me. Why did he wait for me to wake up? Even if it was for five minutes. Why was he so caring towards me? I felt grateful towards both Tom and Valentina for taking care of me, but I didn't think the doctor's visit was necessary. After all, I've had heart problems before, and fainting was not a new experience for me. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard a knock on my door. "Hey, I heard you woke up.'' She sat on the bed next to me and slightly smiled. ''Do you remember what happened?'' "Upon standing up from my bed, I suddenly found myself back on it, next to Tom who was sitting and waiting." "But, how are you feeling now? I don't mean only physically, but mentally as well." "Physically fine, mentally... I'm not sure. It's on periods. Sometimes I want to cry, because of the person that I have to fall in love