Freda's POVI lay there feeling extremely disappointed in myself for enjoying what he had just done to me. This was worse than torture. I said to myself. Though I could not deny the fact that I enjoyed the sex, deep down I knew I was not supposed to enjoy it. My pussy was unable to resist his touches. I lay there, still with the blindfold on my eyes, as all these thoughts ran through my mind. I heard him groan lowly as walked away to the bathroom, not uttering a single word to me. I heaved a sigh, exhaling with my mouth.“Don't leave me here like this,” I said in my shaky voice, but he didn't respond. I heard the shower running and for a moment, I thought. “What kind of person is he?” I felt a wave of anger coursing through me as I tried to move my hands, but the chains kept me in place. I had the urge to scream for him to come and release me, but I decided not to scream. I stayed there naked on the bed, my legs widely spread out. The only thing that made me feel a little better was t

Freda's POV“So he actually has a weakness?” I whispered inaudibly to myself. I nodded slightly as I turned and looked around the kitchen. I needed to come up with a plan to put enough garlic in his food. At least that will weaken him for me to end his existence completely and for good. I heaved a sigh as a thought suddenly crossed my mind.“Can I help you with anything?” I asked, and she tilted her head immediately to give me a surprised look. She seemed amazed by me wanting to help out in the kitchen. I smiled as she looked at me. “Is everything alright,” I asked as she seemed lost, looking at me. She jolted and smiled, shaking her head slowly. “No, I will handle it.” She said, and I felt a little disappointed, but I was not going to leave. I heaved a sigh as I tilted my head away from her face.“Why did you refuse?” I asked curiously and she chuckled suddenly. I had no choice but to smirk, which later turned into a smile. “Are you being serious?” She asked in a low tone and I no

Freda's POVI breathed heavily as I almost ran out of breath. It's been so long that I got sick and vomited my guts out like this. I gagged as it kept coming out of my mouth into the sink where I stood. I raised my head and watched myself in the mirror. My eyes looked pale, and my cheeks looked flushed. I took a deep breath and when I was sure that I was done, I put on the tap and water began to rush. I splashed water on my face several times and took a deep breath. I leaned against the wall of the bathroom for a moment before deciding to go to my room to relax.I stepped out of the bathroom and I raised my head. I stood in shock as my gaze fell on Hardin standing in the room. His hands were placed in his pocket and his eyes focused on my face directly. I felt a wave of shiver, running down my spine. I blinked rapidly, taking a deep breath as I tried to control what I was currently feeling. I stepped forward, but not too close to him. A part of me was telling me that he knew something

Freda’s POVI blinked my eyes trying to adjust to the bright light piercing through the window. I was feeling groggy and disoriented as I slowly opened my eyes.“Sleepyhead” I heard someone say from beside me, as my vision cleared, I saw Hardin sitting beside my bed, his face filled with concern. Anger and pain surged through me as I realized that the same person who had put me in this condition was now taking care of me and acting with all concern.My heart pounded in my chest, and I struggled to find the words to express the storm of emotions raging within me. How could he do this to me? He knew fully well how his action was going to affect me but he didn't care to stop. How could he hurt me so deeply and then act like he cared?The sight of Hardin's face smiling at me only fueled my anger. I wanted to scream at him, to unleash all the pain and frustration that had been building inside me. But instead, I found myself trapped in a suffocating silence, unable to form coherent thoughts

Freda’s POV“Why did you agree for me to see her” I asked curiously as the car came to a stop, Hardin came down from the car ignoring my question, I followed him from behind and asked again. “Are you really taking me to her?”“Do you want to see your best friend or not?” Hardin said, answering my question with a question. I could tell he didn't have time for my nonsense.“Yes I want to see her, I just want to know if there is a price” I replied calmly, this was the first time Hardin was granting my request without much persuasion, I needed to be sure he didn't have another motive.“There is no price, Freda,” he said as he stopped and waited for me to catch up, “Even if there is a price, it's something your body can pay for” he turned to look at me as his lips curved into a smile.I looked away angrily when I realized what he meant, but I couldn't deny the excitement I was feeling between my legs. I hate that he makes me feel this way without even trying.As we walked into the dimly li