LOGINEmma stood in front of the door of Tom's room as her heart pounded in her chest, her hands sweating all over. It's been a week she is here, imprisoned in this luxurious yet horrible mansion where she is nothing but a mere pitiful soul without freedom. She even thought of escaping earlier, tried to be free, but she was being threatened again, this time so dangerously that her whole body shivered. Thomas said he still has photos of that night and if she even tried to escape, he will make them online without a single thought. It would be a pure hell if that happens, her pride will be no more, she won't have a face to be public. It was a lot a better if she just stayed here, at least she won't be called a prostitute, right? Someone said you should not care about what other people say but how can we not feel devastated when our image is being compared to some prostitute. They will throw mud on her mother too, for raising and giving birth to such a child, and she obviously didn't want to ruin her mother's name.
On the other way, the days have been really hectic, they barely give her time to rest. Just work on work till she lost her breath. They wake her up early in the morning of 5 to do chores and make her works like a machine, never stopping, never massaging the limbs which hurts as hell. She goes to bed nearly at 1-2 and again the day starts with her muscles working to death. She feels exhausted, tired, weak but To whom she is going to complain She was a slave to them, a slave they kept by trick, a slave who was prideful and innocent.
She didn't find problem working day and night but the thing she hated the most was serving that bastard, Tom Tucker in his room. They have lots of maids in their mansion then why the hell does he need her to clean his room, to serve his dinner, to do what he wants?!
He was not a simple guy, surely not! He would harass her whenever she would go to his room. He was all pervert only wanting to smash her in his bed. He was like girls are of entertainment, doing nothing but warming people's bed for money. She always, each and every second felt like taking out her footwear and slap in his face but, she couldn't. Sometimes she was not afraid of what will these people do to her but, her father was still in their hands. She didn't want to bring any trouble for him and that's what kept hurting her pride more and more.
Taking a deep breath, saying her heart that nothing is going to happen, she knocked the door three times as per rule.
'Come in.' She heard and stepped inside on the command. She had only seen two rooms which belonged to the 'Masters.' The one with white embedding which she first woke up in belonged to that Justin guy and this, belonged to that jerk, Tom Tucker.
Tom was sitting on couch, shirtless, his eyes sending daggers at her. It seemed like he purposely didn't wear shirt and Emma was full aware of it. Putting the tray on the table in front of couch which was filled with 5-star food, she stood before him, not looking in his eyes directly.
'If that's all, can I go back sir?' She asked, wanting to leave the cage of tiger she was standing in. She knew no one would come to her help if he tries something so the best way was, trying to avoid him as much as possible.
'Ohh, what's the hurry, Baby girl?' Her eyes shot up with glare as he called her with the name she despised the most. She sometimes wondered, does this guy even have a mother or not? Didn't someone teach him how to behave with a lady? Yes, she highly doubted their character like they doubted her.
Tom chuckled while shaking his head seeing her kitty eyes staring at her with anger. 'I don't know why you still act so innocent and pure like you did nothing! And also those eyes of yours have some kind of laser power or what?' He said with smirk and glare at the same time.
'You know what, play your 'play hard to get' games with some old fart in the bar but do. Not. Dare. To. Look. At. Me. With. Those. Eyes!' Tom said with an extremely dark and dangerous aura which made Emma look down in an instant. Dad! The words always ranged in her ears first before she could even talk back to their shitty and hurtful words.
She was still looking down, her hands clenched so tightly on her dress to make it red when she saw two feet so close with a warm breath on her head. She rose her head to only see Tom standing so close, staring at her while licking his lips which she felt like a red siren...
Turning furiously, she took a big step to run away, but He caught her hand before pulling her with jerk on his bare chest, as he trapped her in his both arms.
'Ugh, Leave m-me.' She tried to struggle but it only felt getting harder to escape. She tried to move away from his bare body, not wanting to touch even a muscle of him. But the failure only made her collect some tears in her eyes.
'I b-beg you, P-please.' She cried as she felt him moving closer to her as he held her waist tightly to have a good grip on her. Not listening to any word she was saying, he just bent his head, snuggling on her neck, ready to take some major actions. But as soon as his lips touched her skin, she didn't think of her dad anymore. It was a way bit too much to bear.
Feeling the most frustrated and no other way to escape, she stomped her feet on his as hardly as she could, making him move back in reflex. Not waiting for even a more of second, she turned and ran as fast as she can.
On the other hand Tom sighed as he looked at his feet. Doesn't look so but that girl has a strength, he thought. Shaking those thoughts off his mind, he sat on the couch again thinking about what just happened and what to talk in their meeting in the late evening.
The atmosphere was heated, so hot that it felt like an atom bomb had just dropped there. Thomas also known as V was boiling like a hot lava towards Tom with his eyes fuming eyes. It looked like he would beat shit out of Tom anytime. On the other hand, remaining 5 people were just sitting at their places with their mouth shut, not wanting to add up oil to the fire accidentally. And of course the topic of their argument was that new girl in their mansion, Emma, which kind of made other members angry. They were involved in a furious argument just because of some mere girl, who was now bringing troubles in their already troublesome lives.''I am not taking her side V, I am just saying that you might have mistaken her with some other girl. I am just.... Are you sure it was her you slept with?'' Tom asked in frustration. He just wanted to have a 'talk' but the man in front of him was turning it into a fight.''THE HELL! NOW YOU ARE SAYING THAT I AM WRONG? YOU BETTER KNOW WHAT
Emma battled to move her limbs only to realize a dreadful fact. She was tied, she was tied on a big king-sized bed making her unable to even move.''IS ANYONE HERE? PLEASE HELP!'' She yelled at top of her lungs still struggling to set free. It was hurting her, the rope was burning against her skin marking purple designs on her fair skin. But she didn't care. She had to break free first.'HELPPP! I AM TRAPPED HERE! PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP!' She kept shouting not minding if her vocal cords go dry with so much of heat. She was really freaked out. She was sweating, her heartbeats were 10 times faster than usual as the hormone of fright ran through her blood. The more frustrating thing was she couldn't see anything, just a black surrounding space which were stretching her orbit muscles uselessly.'What to do? What to do?' She mumbled while shuttering, trying to find a way to escape. Just how the hell was she supposed to get out from these damn ropes? She had to think for s
Emma stood in front of the door of Tom's room as her heart pounded in her chest, her hands sweating all over. It's been a week she is here, imprisoned in this luxurious yet horrible mansion where she is nothing but a mere pitiful soul without freedom. She even thought of escaping earlier, tried to be free, but she was being threatened again, this time so dangerously that her whole body shivered. Thomas said he still has photos of that night and if she even tried to escape, he will make them online without a single thought. It would be a pure hell if that happens, her pride will be no more, she won't have a face to be public.It was a lot a better if she just stayed here, at least she won't be called a prostitute, right? Someone said you should not care about what other people say but how can we not feel devastated when our image is being compared to some prostitute. They will throw mud on her mother too, for raising and giving birth to such a child, and she obviously didn't wan
Emma kept pleading but Thomas Wood, with underground name 'V' just ignored her and went to occupy one of the blank seat on couch. Not seeing him reacting, others also let out a sigh, and sat at their places again. Actually They were nervous since the morning, Thomas was very angry when he found out he was being drugged and slept with a girl. He was angry like a hungry lion, so angry that he broke that whole hotel room into a mess. They were afraid if he would kill that girl in the first glance with his anger boiling like a lava, but they couldn't calm him down when the matter was so sensitive to him. He was angry not because he fell into a scheme, but he got to break the promise he kept for so many years, a promise which was bonded most strongly to his heart... He couldn't bear that he failed to keep his purity for his love, he failed to keep his body only for her... If it was not for that damn girl, this wouldn't have happened and now, he had decided to torture her every way, to ma
''Here is she!'' Justin threw Emma in the center of hall. Her small body felt so easy to treat like a toy to him, and he didn't hesitate to show his dominance. Her body crashed on the cold shiny floor which was not less than a mirror. She could see her pitiful look in that.Justin sat on one of the couch, the room was already filled with vicious aura where 5 more deadly people were sitting, she was center of their attention. She was trapped in a cage with poisonous snakes all around her, their fang ready to dig in her skin. She tried to sneakily look at them, curious of who actually the people that were putting her in this horrible condition.The one who came to her house along with Justin was also sitting there and the other guy who just came to call them was there too. Two more unfamiliar faces she encountered but wait, Isn't that guy from office. Their new boss 'Tom Tucker', right? How come he is here Wait wait wait, does that mean he was part of
She woke up in an unfamiliar room, her head throbbing lightly but still, she forced herself to get up.Squinting and flapping her eyelids few times, she finally managed to focus her gaze.White curtains, white cushions, white sheets. The room was embedded in white luxuries. But the more the white the room was, the more dark and dangerous aura it held. Why was she here? She pressed her brain cells to work on it and as soon as her mind recollected what happened previously, her eyes poured a stream of warm tears with her body involuntarily trembling with fear.Who were they? Why did they come to her house? Did they really buy her? What will they do to her? Torture her, beat her, kill her or worse, break her? How can her dad sell her like this? It's okay, you beat her, slap her but selling your own daughter? Does he even love her? Does he even consider her as his daughter?Her lips were trembling with vibrations and her heart was being engulf