Emma’s P.O.V
Robin held open the door to his secluded country cottage for me as I grinned. Up until that point, my evening had been wonderful; it had been even more thoughtful and attentive than usual, taking me to my favorite restaurant and filling me up with delectable food and pricey wines until I was full and my head was pleasantly muggy. Robin had purposefully avoided telling me the reason for the celebration all evening, only implying that he had some exciting company news to share with me.
The food, the wine, and the expectation that after he told me the good news he had, we would go through to the cosy bedroom and make love made me smile as I took off my coat and kicked off my shoes. The thought of his hands and tips on my body as we shared mutual pleasure gave me a warm glow in the pit of my stomach. It wouldn't be the first time an evening had ended that way.
He brought me a goblet of fine brandy as I sat down in a plush armchair. He then went to get himself a large whisky and sat across from me.
"Is there any good news?" I asked. He looked happy.
"Well, I have some good news about that." He was smiling and I loved that smile.
"You mean. You've found someone to finance?"
"That's exactly what I mean. The company's safe, Emma. Lord Aris had agreed to finance." In the name of Aris I stammered for a moment but then I shook my head because Lord Aris was the uncrowned king of the Mafia, while Aris Johnson must be fighting for survival after being released from that painful prison.
"Oh, wao?" I gasped. "That's wonderful news! However, how did you get him to agree?"
"It wasn't easy.” He replied smiling. “He drives a hard bargain, but then he made a deal that I couldn't refuse.”
"Oh, you're a genius!” I was thrilled and elated. "But what was the deal? I heard that he is a very ruthless man. Did you meet him?” I was curious. I always hear about him but never met him.
"We had an agreement." He replied softly, "Now it's all settled and the money is in the bank. But I need your help.”
"Yes, tell me.” I smiled, looking into my lover's gleaming eyes and nodded firmly.
"Actually, he wants something in return, and I had no choice but to agree." He hesitated for a moment.
“What does he want?” I was confused. What did I have to do with it?
“He wants you, Emma.” He stopped and looked at my shocked face. I looked at his face and laughed uncontrollably. I know he must be kidding.
“Be serious, tell me what he wants?” I barely controlled my laughter and asked him. I know that it must be a joke. I think that he will surely say now, he was joking, but no, he was still serious.
“He wants you and I agreed.” He repeated the same line and I felt that my heart stopped beating. For the first time in my life, I was speechless.
He read the fear and anguishes in my dark, staring eyes and his face softened.
“I’m so sorry, Emma," he said gently, "However, you did say that you'd go above and beyond for me, and you know how much money you need. You earlier questioned me about how I had attracted Lord's financial support; he had made me an offer I couldn't refuse. I had to bargain because the company had one asset that I really wanted. I had to accept his conditions in order to save the company. Emma, I hated having to tell you this, but you were the asset he was looking for, and he would accept nothing less. I was powerless because he wanted you, honey. He was speaking in a soft tone and I stared up at him whom I consider my everything, my partner, my lover. A chill of sheer stark terror turned the blood in my veins to ice water.
I quickly backed away as the truly horrifying ramifications of his words began to sink into my spinning mind.
“How could you even think of doing this to me? You are selling me just for your business. This is the company for which I risked everything. I sold all my property and handed over the money to you. Whatever you used it for, I never asked. But now you’re selling me out to save this company that was built on my own money? How can you do that? You are a vile, greedy person.” I was tired of shouting. It was a terrifying feeling that I had risked everything for him, who was selling me to a stranger.
"You don't understand. I had to do it. It was the only way to save business. I saw a chance to keep the company going and took it. I don’t know why he wants you, but if I hadn't agreed to his terms, he would have closed me down. I had to do it, dammit, I had no choice. If there had been any other way but there wasn't.” His eyes softened again and he stared deep into my tear-streaked face. He cupped my face in his hands.
"I really am sorry, Emma," he whispered. "I love you, but I had to do it. I know you did a lot for me. I will remember this. But I can’t lose that company. . I must depart now, but your handlers will arrive shortly and transport you to your destination. Don't judge me too harshly, eh? You know I needed that money. So, honey, be brave and simply do what they say, and you'll be fine. You really will."
He sighed heavily and rose to his feet; I beseeched him as he turned and walked to the door, my mind numb from the horror of the situation. A horror that grew deeper and more terrifying as the door closed behind him and I was left there alone. The sound of the door closing jolted me awake.
“Run, Emma, save yourself.” My mind boggled me and I quickly turned to my purse. He had forgotten in his excitement that I used to have a key to that apartment. I quickly got into my car, ordered the driver to drive fast and held my head in my hands.
Till today, I consider myself the luckiest person in the world because I got whatever I wanted. I know I have done many bad things which I feel sorry for, but I did them all on my father’s orders. I always used to love to deceive, to achieve a goal like getting some sensitive information or to seize property, but Robin is the person I have truly loved. I met him about two years ago. We fell in love with each other and started living together. I had blind trust in him; I knew he would never betray me. He supported me after the sudden death of my father. I blindly trusted him; he sold all my property and started a company of his own. I never questioned him and today he made the deal for me.
One by one, I started remembering the faces of all the people I had cheated on. The most prominent face among them was that of Aris. I know he loved me but I just did what my father told me to do.
“Why did you do this to me?” I remembered when he was roaring and rumbling and I was laughing arrogantly at his condition.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I did not know what was happening around me.
Sometime later, the car jolted to a halt. Not really awake, I called out, "Driver? What's the matter? Why have you stopped?" but there was no answer.
Grumbling under my breath, I pushed open the door of the car and stepped down on to the road. It was extremely dark, no lights anywhere around, even the lamp of the cab seemed to have been blown out and I peered around in the gloom, wondering what the trouble was and where the driver had got to.
With no warning, strong arms pinned my arms to my sides and a thick pad of cloth clamped over my nose and mouth, a sickly sweet smell filling my nostrils. The sudden shock made me suck in a deep breath and the drug filled my lungs. My eyes widened as soon as my eyes fell on the person standing in front of me. He was a strong, muscular masked man.
The drug-soaked cloth was tied loosely over my nose; I heard the low chuckles of him. After that, darkness came before my eyes. I passed out and my body went limp in their arms.
Emma felt something niggling in her stomach when she woke up from her drug-induced sleep. She automatically tried to move to relieve the pressure, but for some reason that is still a mystery, her limbs did not comply with the commands from her confused brain. She fought feebly for a while, but after her mind had cleared, she finally realized the full horror of her situation.Her limbs were unable to respond, so they did not. She was made aware that she was a captive when a rough rope bit into the tender flesh of her wrists.The cell she'd been thrown into was as cold as the interrogation room and nowhere near as comfortable. She was left with nothing but a bare floor, cold walls, a wooden chair, and her crazed mind. There would have been no sound if it hadn't been for the water dripping somewhere nearby, a silence so deep as to drive one insane.She didn’t know Lord Aris. She never met him. She heard that he was a cruel Mafia Lord. He was phenomenally rich, extremely powerful and repu
The night was getting dark. Today I took my first step towards revenge. She became my slave. I should have calmed down, but no, I was still restless. I wanted her to beg me, cry and scream, but she did none of that. That’s what was burning me up. I was very angry at her so I got up from there. If I stayed there for a moment, I would have killed her and I did not want that. I want to torment her every now and then. I have been eagerly waiting for this moment. I wanted to enjoy her longing, I don’t want to give her such an easy death.I rested my head on the back of the couch, taking a deep puff. There was a dim light in my luxurious and spacious play-room. In the third hour of the cold night, as much noise was in the quiet atmosphere of the city, many times more noise was spread throughout my being. The panic started to increase so much that I picked up the blue label from the table and poured it into the glass, then put the glass into my mouth and poured it into my throat. Even the ha
The door of the elevator opened and a man dressed in black came out taking a strong step. A cigar was burning on the finger of his left hand, from which dim smoke was rising.There was a big room in front of the elevator where he was heading. No one could see inside the glass wall. But he knew she was inside.He unlocked the door with the help of his fingerprint, slid the glass door open, and stepped inside.In the cold room, Emma sat on the floor. The interior was dark. In front of the glass wall, she was sitting, leaning against it. The moment black shiny boots stooped near her, her jaw dropped in shock.After standing up so quickly, she became dizzy from getting up all at once.Despite her falling, he did not assist her. After barely stopping herself from falling, she glanced at his face. Aris stared at her with deep eyes.Yes. Looking at that face, he realized how painful it would be to give it a death. He was deciding when to kill her. He was thinking about how to get rid of her.
Emma’s P.O.V.I was still, looking at the door from where he has left.“Train this girl. She will serve me from now on. Train her in every aspect." His sentence was echoing around me. His disgusting words were humiliating me.Was he Aris? Was he really Aris?I put hands on my face and fell on the ground. I was crying, 'going through the excruciating stage of breaking down'. I remained as hard as a rock even on the biggest issue and never let a tear fall from eyes in front of anyone. I never felt weak in front of anyone. Everyone knew that this arrogant torch with a high nose can never cry, but today it is known that I have been dying drop by drop by his words.How much contrast is there in the outward appearance of the person 'with whom I was living'. I loved Robin but he betrayed me. Who do I complain to? From this monster, who had expressed his dirty thoughts many times? I was helpless. There was no one to trust. Love was unspoken but never ignorant.There was no winding up. There w
Emma’s P.O.V. I was dressed in a red gown; it was the dress of all slaves. I was ordered to make coffee for the master. “Prepare a cup of coffee and go to the room. Master is waiting for you.” I listened quietly. The night's darkness was not fully lifted. I put the cup on the tray and walk to the direction. This was a long corridor in a palace. At the end of the corridor, I was alone and that’s what I wanted. I looked around and found a large open window. I put the tray on the ground and jumped out of that window. Without looking back, I ran toward the main door. I was about to leave when I heard a voice behind the gate. As I turned to the sound, I breathed a sigh of relief. "Who are you?" "Turning to the sound, I looked at the face and smiled. "I am a maid here! Mam Taresa has sent me something important.” I replied in a low voice. "Oh she sent you to enter the forest? Alright, you have to go right." He advised me and my heart jumped with happiness. Once I step out, they cannot
~Time skipThe rain fell in heavy sheets, each drop a chilling reminder that there was no escaping the inevitable. I ran, my heart racing like a trapped bird against my ribs. The world around me was a blur of darkness and glistening pavement. The cold wind bit into my skin, but fear provided a kind of adrenaline-fueled warmth that pushed me forward.I thought I had lost him, managed to break the suffocating chains he had wrapped around me. But now, as I stumbled through the alleyways and under the flickering streetlights, it was clear that he was still a relentless hunter on my trail. Every shadow seemed to reach out for me, every sound was a whisper of his laughter.My breaths came in ragged gasps as I darted into an abandoned building. I needed a moment, just a moment, to catch my breath and think. My mind raced, piecing together the fragments of this nightmare. How had he found me? How had he recaptured me so easily?I pressed my trembling back against the damp wall, my eyes scanni
~Emma’s P.O.V. When I opened my eyes, a wave of darkness engulfed my surroundings. The absence of light instilled a sense of unease within me. As my eyes adjusted to the void, I was startled to discover that I was in a small room with crimson walls. I realized that I was completely naked, vulnerable and exposed. A shiver ran down my spine. So I was back in the hell. To compound my distress, I soon became aware that my hands were bound tightly behind my back, rendering me immobile. My legs were spread wide apart, further accentuating my helplessness. It was as if I had been transported back to a nightmarish realm, a place of torment and suffering. Suddenly I saw him. He was standing in front of me with a smirk. A dim light start emitting to make me visible. He was looking at my body. Oh No. How can he do that? "You are still the same," he said, his voice dripping with malice. His words hung in the air, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. He was now only a few inches away from me. He
Rain fell in a melancholic symphony, each droplet a reflection of the shattered emotions within Aris’s heart. The dimly lit room seemed to echo his desolation, the flickering candlelight casting elongated shadows that danced on the walls. The atmosphere was heavy with the scent of dampness.Emma stood before him, her eyes once warm pools of affection now glacial and distant. Her once enticing smile had turned into a cruel curve of indifference. The words she spoke cut through the air like a sharp blade, leaving wounds that ran deeper than any physical injury."You were nothing more than a pawn, Aris," her voice dripped with venom, each syllable laced with the disdain she now held for him. "I played with your emotions, danced upon the strings of your heart, all at my father's behest because we want revenge."Aris heart raced, each word striking him like a sledgehammer. He had loved her with a depth he hadn't known was possible. She was his confidante, and the love of his life. Or so he