After a while I try to open the door again and this time it opens as I twist the door knob. I slowly walk out holding my hoodie together, with one hand. I see no one around so I quickly run down the stairs and head to the main entrance. While heading to the main door of the penthouse I just hope it is unlocked and it is, I open the door and get out and run towards the elevator. As I press the call button I see him standing behind me through the reflection on the shiny elevator door. I gulp not daring to look back, he smirks looking at me and starts walking near me.
"Where are you going baby?" He whispers in my ear and bites my earlobe.I try not to make a sound, as the elevator door opens I run in it and press the button for the ground floor and get in a corner. HThe whole room is filled with darkness; it feels like I’m in the middle of nowhere. My eyes flutter open, mind still hazy from the incident that took place few hours ago. It has been few hours’ right? Or did I sleep through the entire night. My nostrils fill up with the smell of nicotine and smoke; I look to my side and see Joe leaning on the headboard.
I have been laying flat on the bed for a while now; I don’t know what is going to happen in the party. Why is he taking me to a party? There must’ve some reason behind this, as much as I know Joe he does nothing that doesn’t serve him a purpose. The same waitress that served me food walks
As the elevator door opens he wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me closer to him while walking. I keep my gaze away from him and walk trying not to create a scene by pushing him away from me. We walk in the casino being followed by his bodyguards. I see the casino is decorated really nicely, with bright colored lights. All the gamblers are focused on their ma
"Do you still like that Zen more than me?" He asks in between the kiss. "Yes I do, I'll never like you." I say kissing him. "Sure you never will." He says and harshly turns me around and makes me go on my fours.
I woke up the next morning right when the sun was rising, I laid on the bed and watched the sun rise; the room was filled with shades of orange and red. After a while of laying down, I start to recall the moments from yesterday night. The only thing that keeps on flashing through my mind is Zen’s fac
“Why are we even going there?” I ask while I watch Joe go through his closet, looking at his suits one by one.“To show him that you’re mine.” He takes out a suit and looks back at me.I stare at him for a while and walk out of the room annoyed. Now I have to face him once again, but this time I will make sure he regrets throwing me out of the house.It is a high school farewell party, everyone will be there. Especially Zen and his girlfriend, or whatever she is to him.The same stylist and makeup artist came to get me ready, but this time I denied on wearing the dress Joe chose for me. Instead I picked up a very sultry and revealing dress.
Joe didn’t show me his face after that day; he didn’t get in the room and try to force me into doing stuff. I don’t know where he has been and honestly I don’t want to know where he is. He can go fuck himself; I will never forgive him for the amount of pain he has caused me. My whole cheek was swollen for days after he slapped me that day, I couldn’t chew nor talk properly for a few days.They are all beating me to pulp since the day they captured me, I have had enough now, this needs to stop.
It has been a few months that we have been living like this, he avoids me as much as he can and so do I. But yesterday night we had a little heated session and we both were on to each other. The next day when I wake up, he was already out of bed. I’m glad that he is not here, or else I would have to see him the first thing in the morning. After freshening up I go downstairs to eat breakfast, at the table I see him sitting with his breakfast. “You’re up, sit.” He looks up at me from his phone and gestures me to sit. I pull out a chair for myself and sit down on it; he stares at me for a while and goes back to eating his food.While I we were both eating he clears his throat, as if he wants my attention. I put the toast down that is