Freda’s POV I saw at the corner of the room with my leg wrapped around my chest, I couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The weight of my circumstances bore down on my shoulders, making it hard to breathe. It was as if the walls of my room were closing in on me, suffocating any remnants of the carefree girl I once was.My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of the situation I had found myself in. I longed for the freedom I once had, where my choices were my own and I could pursue my dreams without any restrictions. The room seemed to close in on me, amplifying my sense of confinement. It was as if I was trapped in a gilded cage, where my every move was monitored and controlled.I couldn't help but reflect on how my life had taken such a dark turn. I wondered how I had become trapped in a situation where my autonomy was stripped away, where fear became my constant companion. It felt like a cruel twist of fate, a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.As I
Freda’s POV As I entered the restroom, my heart was still racing, my mind filled with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I couldn't shake off the feeling of Hardin's touch, the way it made my skin tingle, even though I knew deep down that I didn't want it.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, searching for answers, trying to make sense of the chaos inside me. My eyes, usually filled with confidence, now held a glimmer of confusion and vulnerability. How did I let myself be affected by his touch? Why couldn't I deny the fact that it stirred something within me?A wave of self-doubt crashed over me as I analyzed my reactions. Was I weak for feeling a flicker of pleasure amidst the discomfort? Did it make me complicit in his actions? These questions gnawed at my conscience, tearing at the fabric of my self-worth.“What the fuck Freda” I yelled at my reflection in the mirror, trying to make sense of what just happened.Turning on the faucet, I cupped my hands under the cool water,
Freda's POVI took a deep breath as I leaned against the wall of the bathroom, placing my palm on my forehead, and cleaning the sweat that dripped down my face. I exhaled rapidly as I could not understand why Hardin had decided to treat me in such a way. I hated this feeling and I cursed the day I met him. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to calm my racing heart. Everything played in my head like a movie and I could not help but sob. This is not the life I planned for. I thought.Being stuck with a Mafia Lord because of a one-night stand was never part of my life plans. But thanks to Jake who broke my heart, I ended up stuck with a Mafia Lord. Now all my life plans have been disoriented. My mind wandered off to Miranda, who was still in his den, going through torture because of me. I felt guilt weighing down on my shoulders and also clouded my heart. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through my mouth, slightly opened. What have I gotten myself into, all in the name of
Freda's POVMy days here in Hardin's mansion are almost turning into a week. I could not get my mind off the wild things I had been experiencing in his house since I was forced here. Lately, I had been planning to escape. I had all the plans mapped out, and I could not wait for the right opportunity to elope from this prison. I sat on the edge of my bed with my palm on my chin. I heaved a heavy sigh as different thoughts ran through my mind. Miranda was still locked up in a cell. I felt guilt clouding my heart, but I had made up my mind to leave the mansion and source for help outside.A knock suddenly came on the door, jolting me from my reverie. Who could be at the door? I wondered. I knew it wasn't Hardin because knocking did not fit so well into his personality.“Come in,” I yelled in a shaky voice and the door suddenly opened, revealing Candy, holding a new bedsheet in her hand. I hissed inaudibly as I tilted my head away from her. I stood up slowly from the bed and walked towar
Freda's POVI felt my heart skipped a beat. I gasped again and breathed through my mouth as if my nose were blocked completely. I heard footsteps approaching me from behind, and I could not help but close my eyes. My body trembled in fear as I didn't know what to do next. I placed my shaky hands on my chest and I felt my heart beating erratically. I opened my eyes and the only thing I could think of was to run. I tilted my head to the left and ran as fast as my legs could take me.“Stop!” I heard loudly from behind as he chased me, but I didn't stop. I kept running and gasping for air in fear. I didn't know what he was going to do to me if he caught me. Not long after, I heard him pull out a gun from its holster.“If you don't stop, I will shoot you.” He said in a sharp voice, and I halted immediately, breathing heavily in fear and fret. He moved closer to me slowly, and I shut my eyes tightly, not knowing what to do. I felt regrets, washing all over me.“You really think you can esca
Freda's POV“I am on my way.” He said as he placed his phone back in his pocket. I stood against the wall, breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath. I heard his footsteps fading away swiftly as he walked out of the room. I heaved a sigh of relief as I walked away from the wall back to my bed. Just before I sat down on my bed, the door opened again revealing Hardin and my heart skipped a beat. What was he doing here again? I thought he needed to go out. I felt miserable sitting there on the bed.“I think I know how to punish you. Get dressed quickly, and casually. We have an outing. Don't waste my time and don't let me be ready before you else, the punishment will be doubled.” He said rapidly, and he shut the door again. I placed my hand on my head slowly and lowered my head, exhaling slowly. What mess have I gotten myself into? Would I ever be able to cope with this kind of life? This is too much for me to bear. I am being treated like a trash. I want my life back. I thought.I st
Freda's POVI could not help but stand up abruptly, but my legs trembled, and could barely hold my weight. I stumbled back onto the chair, with my hazy eyes. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach as a result of the fear of what was happening around me. I have never seen a person being killed with a gun before. Hardin was so perfect with it as he put the bullet in between their eyes, and they fell right to the ground. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, but it only got worse. I then understood fully why Hardin called himself the law. He was above the law. Just when I thought he was about to be arrested, he showed his power. I could not believe my eyes as a pool of blood filled the office. I tried to scream but as I looked at Hardin's face, I decided to suppress the scream, but I felt uneasy. This was the most painful punishment I have ever experienced. How was I going to heal from all this trauma? I asked in my head, but the only reply my brain gave was time. “
Freda's POV I stayed there in the bathroom, crying and thinking about how my life had become so useless and messy. I undressed and moved under the shower, switching it on. I stayed under the shower and I went deep in thoughts. Why did it have to happen this way? I questioned my mind, but I didn't seem to get any reply. I closed my eyes under the shower and the whole incident at the customs office played in my mind like a movie. I patted my hair gently to the back as I took a deep breath and exhaled rapidly. The sound of the gunshots reverberated in my mind and tightened my eyes and clenched my hands into a fist. I took a deep breath, trying to catch my breath as my heart rose faster. I placed my hands on my chest and I could feel my heart pounding harder in my chest as if it were about to explode. I leaned against the wall of the bathroom and placed my hand on my forehead, trying to calm my nerves. I could not think straight at that point because different thoughts were running thro