KIARA'S POV I spent the night tossing and turning, unable to take my mind off everything that had changed drastically. I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for me.What will they do with me? If the man asks me to marry him or date him, will I be able to say no, or will my timid self accept everything in a hurry? This worried me a lot, and I had to memorize how to reject him in my mind. When the sun finally rose the next morning, I had eyebags under my eyes. I propped myself up on one elbow. I let out a sigh as I tried to open my eyes fully, feeling the fatigue of a restless night's sleep. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, hoping to lessen the puffiness. I could feel the tightness of my skin, a sure sign that I had spent the night tossing and turning. I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom, hoping a splash of cold water on my face would help wake me up. As I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but groan at the sight of my tired, puffy eyes staring back at me
Two weeks later KIARA'S POV I stir the stew mindlessly, too lost in my thoughts to actually get any work done. I feel someone poke me in the side of my ribs and I look up annoyed to find Casmir staring at me in an eye to eye smile. "What's on your mind little chef?" He asks flopping himself round the table in front of me with his ridiculous smile still on his face. "Cooking" I said hoping that he'd believe that and let me be. Casmir is just one hell of a chef, he nags and makes it tougher for me in here. I remember him saying that I took everything from him once I got to the hotel as a chef. "You actually think I'd believe that? You have been doing this Same thing for more than thirty minutes now. I know you better than you know yourself chef.." Casmir said sassily. I smile and add the next ingredient- a vegetable to the stew. I see as the other cooks glimpse at us. I have once heard them rumour that we are secretly dating but pretends to be real time enemies. But things li
MATEO'S POV Frank wasn't wrong to call me a watcher. I am and it's not something I can resist. My gaze followed my blue eyed mate as she disappears into the same restaurant I ate the last time. With a smirk on her face. She seems to be so happy going to work. Her sculptured, twine-thin figure is something I haven't gotten tired of looking at. The face that would never leave my memory, even if she wanted to I have just passed the Wekki estate and am now heading to one of my mansions. When I see her, my friend!I don't know if she works at the restaurant or if she is just a customer; I hope it's the former. That would be preferable to searching for her for an extended period of time again. I stay in the car, thinking about what else to do. I can't just go in there and scream, "Follow me, girl; you are my mate!" Humans will think I am a lunatic. There is a difference between being impatient and watching something from afar and having the inability to stop thinking about something.
22 KIARA'S POV My inner voice searched for different options for solving this problem. I consider every possible outcome before deciding whether or not to accept the offer.The torture room How is it going to be? Like in the movies? I immediately go to the internet to search for it. I didn't know what to do. It turns out the issue is bigger than expected. If I should go, will my safety be guaranteed? Then what if I don't? I will lose my job. Although it's crazy, this thought came to my mind. What if you changed everything and became completely different? I have to decide here and now whether I give in to his request. If I become his chef, my grandmother's hospital bills will be taken care of. I don't need to pay house rent anymore, except for my grandmother. My eyes widen more and more as I think about it. I shifted my imagination from one scene to another—scenes of torture. "Don't worry about your safety." "I will never hurt you," he says, making me more anxious than I ever wa
24 KIARA'S POV I stepped into the garden. I have been calling Mila since I could remember, but it's just as if network service is not meant for that house. I only remember seeing her once since I left. She told me that she had reported me missing to the police, but she was certainly sure that the man who abducted him was not different from the one who abducted me. She shed a few tears, blaming me for everything, including the fact that I never tried to call her and explain that I was still alive. Getting away from Mateo wasn't the main reason why I desperately wanted to leave the house; besides, I have learned that he isn't as heartless as I imagined. He is just tough to handle. I wanted to visit my grandma more often. He doesn't allow me to. But anytime I see her, her health seems to be so stable. not improving or deteriorating. But today we actually need to be together. It's my parents' death anniversary. Obviously, I will have to sneak out of the house. There is no way Mateo co
THE VIPER MOON PACKAGE Sona's POV "Let go of me!" I screamed and moved my body repeatedly as the man dragged me to his shoulder. He wrapped his hands across my legs and grasped my opposite arm. On getting to his bedroom, he bumped me into the bed and handcuffed my right hand to the side table. Moving away, He unbuttoned his long black shirt and hung it in his wardrobe. He put on his sleeping robe and lay beside me. I tried effortlessly to free myself and escape amidst the screams. "What are you doing?" "If you must disturb my sleep, I will cut your head off." He said this rudely while pointing a small knife at my neck. I trembled in fear, but my mouth wouldn't close. I burst into another fit of tears and struggled to loosen the handcuff. Frustrated, he sprang up from the bed and strode to the bathroom. He turned on the shower, and I could smell a lemon-scented bath gel. I utilized the moment as an opportunity to escape. I removed my new hair bobby pin. With my thumb, I pulled
KIARA'S POV I stepped to the garden. I have been calling Mila since I could remember but its just as if network service is not meant for that house. I could remember visiting her only once since I left. She told me they she had reported me missing to the police but she was certainly sure that the man that abducted him was not different from the one that abducted me. She sure shed a little tears blaming me all she could that I never attempted to call her and explain that I am still alive. Getting away from Mateo wasn't the main reason why I desperately want to leave the house, besides I have learnt that he isn't as heartless as I imagined. He just is tough to handle. I wanted to visit my grandma more often. He doesn't allow me to. But anytime I see her, her health seems to be so stable. Not improving not detoriating. But today we actually need to be together. It's my parents death aniversary. Obviously I will have to sneak out of the house. There is no way Mateo would find out.
MATEO'S POV. "You know Mr. Nathan right," I ask the brown-haired man who is staring at my cold gaze with no glimpse of fear. The smell of blood touches my nostril and I smirk in satisfaction. I dug the knife deeper into his right palm making him wail in pain, he writhed on the cold, hard bloodied ground. ", I see you enjoy this Man! " Caleb says behind me. Although He is a hard killer but that's not compared to me. "Does he look like joker with a green hair and red lips? He says again kicking at his ribs. " No you look more like a crown" he laughs mockingly. That's not what I want. Does he dare to mock me? Perhaps I will pick out his fingers with pliers that would teach him not to mess with me. Slowly twirling the small knife, I stare at the man. He seems to be captivated by each twirling and twisting. Goddamnit. This mother fucker is waiting a hell of my time. "You have two options, which are: answer my question and stand a chance to win a painless death. The second... i