*EMMA*I stormed angrily into the room, these people are bent on keeping me captive here with an unprovided explanation or answers to my questions, even though their treatment isn't how you will treat a victim of Kidnap—which I'm grateful for. But hell, I needed answers and the only person I thought would give them to me has been threatened by Kale not to."Dinner will be ready shortly, shall I have it brought to your room or you'll eat at the dining room downstairs?" Hazel asked as she came up to stand beside me."I'm not hungry" I spun around holding up a hand when she opened her mouth to talk. "And I would also like to be alone" I dismissed her climbing onto the huge bed, blinking back the tears in my eyes. At least things with my father aren't that great but I wasn't put in total darkness, I was told what was going on, having so many questions and not a single answer is so frustrating."As you wish milady but if you need anything please don't hesitate to call the servants room with
*EMMA*Is it actually strange I badly wanted to know this lady Morgana even after being warned, brushing it aside and tagging it as being curious, since I had nothing else better to do, I was on the verge of going over to my bed when someone knocked at the door, I glance at Hazel who reluctantly went to get it, I'm sure she probably thought it was Lady Morgana or Madam Katherine. Instead Hunter, the guy who I had met at the gate when I first arrived, showed up at the door, Hazel stepped aside allowing him to come into the room, I stared at him in haze wondering what he was doing here."I'm Hunter, the beta of Rosewood pack" He introduce bowing down a little, his words just pushed me deeper into more confusion and I stared at him dumb founded, I glance at Hazel who stood by the door, apparently trying not to laugh at the expression on my face."I'm Emma Dane and I don't understand a single word you just said" I replied, causing him to chuckle."You will, all in good time. Beta means th
*EMMA* Dinner was oddly former and I wasn't used to it, I was kinda used to eating with my Mom and we chat through the meal while my Dad is away working himself to death, my Mom and I were used to it or so she made me believed, when she thought I wasn't looking in could see the sadness in her eyes, her whisper conversations with my Dad late at night, begging him to spend more time with us which would only result into a loud heated arguing, I guess she stopped trying anyway.Once again I couldn't help but glance in Jet's direction and like I had guessed, he was staring at me again, the old fashion evening gown I was wearing is nothing like I was used to, the chest area was so tight I'm having trouble breathing plus I didn't like the way it push up my boobs like it is going to peel out and Jet is more happy to caught it judging from the way he kept staring at it. I feel like picking up my dish and rubbing it all over his face, Clair was leaning over to me now, I didn't notice when she
*EMMA* The next morning, I woke up feeling oddly good, I swing my leg down the bed just as the event of last night flashed across my mind, I blushed uncomfortably, what the hell is wrong with me? I couldn't believe I had cried against his chest, taken pleasure from him spanking me, something is definitely wrong with me somewhere, luckily I didn't have time to pounder about it for long cause the door burst open and Hazel walked in, singing softly, it sounded like an accent song so I didn't even bother asking, despite the tune being so catchy. "Good morning milady, I trust that you slept well" She asked then spun around to open the door when someone knocked, I glance towards the door, my heart racing in excitement which quickly died down when it notice it was a serving girl who brought up my breakfast, inwardly scolding myself I got up from the bed. "Yes, I slept well and you?" I asked her ignoring the surprised look the serving girl gave me before walking out of the door, I wonder wh
*EMMA* Jet had slowed down the horse letting the rest race past us and knowing I had no reasonable excuse to keep myself pressed against him, I tried to move away only for him to gently push me back without a word."Do you have any additional name besides Emma?" He implored out of the blue, I badly wanted to wriggle around so I can stare at him maybe I can guess what he is thinking.I paused curiously, wondering what he was playing at. "I do" then waited for him to respond which he didn't for a minute or two and I was starting to get pissed, what was with him and not talking? How can one live like that? Resisting the desire to fight him on the subject, I focus my thoughts on important stuff like studying the environment and hopefully one day I'll be able to escape this planet of confusion."What is your other name then?" Just when I decided to ignore all about the subject."Seriously, are you infuriating me on purpose cause I've got to confess, it is working!" I snarled wishi
*EMMA* I predicted him to start spanking me right away but he didn't, I knew he was doing it to strip down my wall of defence, his fingers keen on the flesh of my buttocks, his palm rooming around on my flesh, his fingers squeezing and grabbing me everywhere there, it's felt so good and it was becoming harder to pretend not affected by what he was doing.Then abruptly, I felt his palm land on my ass causing me to cry out in shock, I tried twisting away from him but he was strong, I didn't even budge, soon I lost count of how many times his palm had landed on my naked flesh, I was panting from the pain and the shocking arousal that seems to be threatening to overcome me. No, I can't give in to him like this, no I don't want to.But against my will, my defence crumbled and I find myself crying out to him. "Stop Jet, please. I'll do as you say" I pleaded just wanting him to stop before I start moaning from such a shameful action, this was supposed to be painful. I shouldn't be enjoying
*EMMA*I slowly blink my eyes open, my head felt like someone was hitting the inside of my head with a harmer, I moan as my eyes adjust to the light of the room. The previous events flashed across my mind, Jet wasn't an alien... He was a monster! Suddenly I wished he was an alien or a vampire but now he is a monster, what do they plan to do with me? Kill me? Eat me? Dread filled me as I stood up from the bed, ignoring my protesting head I walk over to the window to see if it was something that I could jump over and escape.My plan was interrupted when the door opened and Hazel walked in with a smile on her face which quickly vanished when she saw how terrified I am of her. Why were they being nice to me all along? Did they kidnap me for ransom? Many questions ran through my mind yet not a single one of them made sense to me."Milady please calm down! I'll never hurt you" She cried keeping her distance away from me."Leave me alone! I want you out of here" I screamed at her watching as
*EMMA* The next morning at first light Hazel was already at my door indicating that Jet meant business about changing my identity, since there was so much tension between us and his brief explanation about who he is, I did not accept that he still has a lot of explaining to do. I gave up protesting knowing it was just going to make him more upset.The door of my room was already fixed like I was told it would be, seems like they kept their words, Jet had confessed something about me being his soul mate, and the fact that a guy like him would believe in something like that was ridiculous, soul mate? Do such things exist? Not for me, even though when I love Jake, I never really give it a thought about him being my soul mate, he was someone I had to get married to from the start but as I grew older I started to love him but I never viewed him as my soul mate, I never even knew such thing as that exist until Jet had mentioned it earlier. To me soul mate is someone who you choose wi