Between Five to Six AM.When the sun didn't rise but the birds began chirping when the night fury was still covering the sky, but the people with a few pennies in their hands or a lifetime of loyalty were forced to leave their warm mattresses. There was an eerie silence around...A silence that alarms the disaster.The prison guards yawned as they groggily strode inside the prison while fixing their belts. They took over the position of the night guards as the night guards yawned and strode out of the prison to have their cup of sleep.Three of the guards halted in front of a particular prison and arrogantly stared at the huge man kneeling on the dirty ground, tied with shackles. One of the guards throatily chuckled before spitting on the side. "Look at this cocky bastard. He thought he had us, huh?" All three of them began to laugh while looking at him. Their laughs echo in all the ten directions of the prison. "Let's beat him to a pulp. This way, we can exercise and stretch our
"My hatred for you is deeper than the ocean but my obsession runs even deeper than that." -RAGNAR~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TWO YEARS LATERWhen fear had become a part of life and one had forgotten their true self. The glory they once lived in was never reachable ever again. The sorrow of losing everything including oneself turns into a trauma of a lifetime.Sasha lay on the soft mattress.She was all clean from the previous assaults.She was dressed in a soft baby pink colored dress with her body wrapped in bandages beneath the softness of the dress. A blanket covering her body and her soft long hair scattered everywhere around her.The room was cozy, the candles were lit in every corner of the room. The yellow shade reflected everywhere in the room including his face.He lay beside her.His elbow dug into the pillow beside her head, his hand propping up his cheek as he silently gazed down at her, barely blinking. Lots of thoughts were marathoning in his mind as his eyes caressed her features
“Pardon me, I didn't know he was still the same scumbag from back then, the only thing that changed about him is that he at least loves someone, his people." Fiona said, eyeing Ragnar with scrutiny through her lashes. Ragnar was leaning against his master chair with his head leaning back and eyes fixed up on the ceiling, his boots on the table with a few papers scattered right beside his boots, a cuss escaped his lips."F*king peasant. I would have snapped his neck long ago into two. I'm merely hanging on to the string of control all because of you." Ragnar spat in a rugged voice as he lowered his head and massaged his temple with his right hand while his eyes remained closed."Fate played such a cruel trick on us. It's all messed up. My past lover and your past lover are bound together in a marriage which none of them is happy with." Fiona said and walked further, putting her hands on the table she bent down and leaned forward."We got them together so we can mess up with them but th
A sigh of relief left Sasha's lips when she didn't see Ragnar around. She lay there for a while until Granny came into her room with a maid. Both of them helped her to clean herself and got her dressed in a teal color gown. They dressed her hair up in a half-up ponytail and let the other half of her hair down.After that Sasha quietly had her breakfast with her granny. Today, she decided to stroll around the castle while the morning light was still freshly falling on the haunting Mansion.She told her granny that she would be around the castle. The granny seemed to worry about her but Sasha assured her that she would be fine on her own.Around Eleven in the morning, she left her room and strolled around the castle while humming a lullaby. She had thought a lot about it, living in the four walls of the room from morning to night without doing anything and just sitting on the couch blankly would not help her.She has already wasted two years of her life with this attitude. She needed to
Ragnar stilled.Rayla watched how he scanned her body ever so slowly. His cold gaze slowly darkened to the point, she could see his chained demons growling in the darkness, on the verge of lashing out.Rayla slowly stepped back and scanned Sasha as well. Her chest was heaving up and down, and her neck was red indicating that she had been strangled not long ago. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were red in tears.Sasha's eyes flickered to Rayla.An eye contact was made but both of their gazes averted to Ragnar when he stood up. He looked like he was in the mood to kill. He suddenly looked thirsty for blood and he was. Not for her blood but for the one who did this to her. It has been a long time since Rayla saw him like this. Most of the time he was either a crazy lunatic or a cold bastard, he was rarely like this. "Leave." He ordered Rayla in a low monotonous tone.His voice was so dark even the bad witch had to contemplate whether to leave his little human alone with him or not."LE
"Keep repeating those words until I tell you to stop...by the end, I want the real answer."She always thought that her life would be pretty easy considering that she was a princess who wasn't a puppet of the kingdom whom people bow to but an actual princess. Deep down she wanted to marry Atlas but her mother wanted her to marry a royal. She knew at the time of her already delayed marriage she would convince her parents to marry her off with Atlas as she would happily spend the rest of her life with him but here she was being helplessly bent over by a monster who for no reason was crazily obsessed with her.He was a lunatic who desired to have her in his own sick ways."Please, L-Let me go."Her tears began to trickle down, falling on the table beneath her face like a slow rainfall.A little tighter grip from his side had her chanting the Mantra once again as if her life depended on it. Although this chanting wasn't helping her, it was just one of his sick games to ruin her even more.
It was around midnight.The ticking of the clock was the only sound that echoed in the eerie silence of the room.Sasha who was sitting on the couch instead of lying on the bed and sleeping was scribbling something in her diary.She was sketching a flower. Her head was blank, her eyes were blank, and her memories and rationality were gone at the moment. It was just a mass with a beating heart and a moving hand sitting on the couch. What happened in the afternoon surprisingly didn't leave her baffled. He had done much worse to her and this was just an addition to his series of cruelty. He was a Greek god but with the personality of a monster.A sudden noise coming from outside of her room had her hand instantly halting. She looked up at the door and stared at it for a while. Contemplating if she should go and check out. She shook her head and turned her focus back on the sketching but the noise came again.She stared at the door through her lashes, putting her things aside. She stood
"Who asked you to comment about my choice?"Both Mason and Fiona looked ahead while Sasha slowly turned around only to meet his intense gaze. He was standing near the corner of the corridor, leaning against the wall with his sturdy arms crossed over his sturdy chest, and his ankles crossed together. He was in his usual royal dressing, indicating that he hadn't gone to sleep yet.Fiona immediately bowed at him but neither Sasha nor Mason bowed at him which was quite suspicious for Sasha. Shouldn't Mason be the one bowing at him?Surprisingly, he remained the same."Mason asked," Mason said with a shrug of his shoulder and Ragnar narrowed his eyes on him. "What were you two doing?" Ragnar asked, eyeing both Mason and Fiona before his gaze settled down back on Sasha. "This was the first time Mason was seeing Sasha, so just an introduction." Fiona made an excuse and Sasha passed her a side eye before matching Ragnar's gaze. "Since when did your people start lying to you?" Sasha asked and