Chapter 83
I stomped into my room, slamming the door behind me with a loud bang, it was a miracle the door didn’t fall off its hinges.
I was seething with anger, my heart racing with fury, I couldn’t believe what had just happened with Aston. If felt like I spent an eternity there and I hated him more than ever, and I wished I could erase him from my life forever and from my memory too. I wish I could just go back to the time when I didn’ know that he existed. When I didn’t know that all the men that had ruined my life existed. Every single one of them!
I wanted another f**g life! This one was almost over and the good things that had happened to me held no candle to the bad ones. I did not deserve all the bad things that were happening to me. I didn’t f***g deserve it. My eyes stung as I struggled not to cry.
As I paced back and forth across the room, my feet stomping against the cold tiled floor. I tried to calm myself down. I didn’t want to think about Aston right now. I needed to focus on my plans with Brax. I had agreed to meet him in his chambers tonight, and I couldn’t afford to be late. He was my plan B for getting out of the hell hole and thanks to Aston’s words, I knew I had to find a plan C and D soon too. He was determined to keep me stuck here and I did not even understand why
He hated me, it was crystal clear. Why he kept me around instead of killing me or letting me go was utterly confusing. I wonder what he had planned under his sleeves that he was keeping me hostage for. I wondered what evil thing he intended to do with me and I was not going to try to find out but all I knew was that whatever it was, I was going to scale through to it and I was going to escape this hell hole.
I went in and took a hot shower, I did more crying than cleaning up but I finally got out and decided to have a good rest, sleep my worries away.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. It was Brax. “Hey, Kiral hope you’re doing well,” he said with a charming smile, his eyes sparkling with warmth. “I just wanted to remind you about our plans tonight. I have a surprise for you, and I can’t wait to see your reaction.”
I forced a laugh, trying to hide my guilt. “I’m looking forward to it, Brax. You always know how to make me smile.” I tried to sound convincing, but my heart wasn’t in it. I felt like I was betraying him, using him for my own gain but it was not like I was swimming in options. I needed to get free and he was a good man. I could give him a chance too. I wanted to give him a chance. I was trying to find a place for him in my heart but it was hard to love. It was so freaking hard.
He leaned in closer, his eyes sparkling with excitement. That’s what I love about you, Kira. You light up my world in ways you can’t imagine. And speaking of which, I have to tell you – I loved having you sleep in my arms last night. It felt so natural, so right. I want to do it again and again and again.” it didn’t feel natural for me but how could I tell him that when he had that look on his face. He looked so sweet and innocent, how could I hurt him? How could I break his innocent little heart and tell him that I didn’t feel the same way that he felt? It was the reasonable thing to tell him that I did not feel the same way instead of wasting his time but my ambition of leaving this hell hole would not let me speak the truth and I felt bad.
I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that I didn’t feel the same way. I didn’t want to lead him on, but I had no choice. I needed his help to escape my sl**ry, and I was willing to do whatever it took. “That sounds wonderful, Brax,” I said, trying to sound convincing. “I had a great time too.”
We chatted for a few more minutes, and I found myself laughing along with him, pretending to be happy. But deep down, I was dying inside. I hated myself for using him like this, but I saw no other way out.
Finally, Brax left, and I was alone again. The rest of the day passed slowly, and I found myself checking the clock every few minutes: I was anxious to get out of there, to meet up with Brax and take the next step towards my freedom.
But fate had other plans. Just as I was about to leave for Brax’s chambers, I heard a voice behind me.
Kira, the Alpha needs you.”
My heart sank. It was Aston’s guard, summoning me to his office I had no choice but to answer the call even though
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I took a deep breath and followed the servant, my mind racing with anxiety. Was I finally going to get punished for slapping him in the face? I knew Aston was not one to let things go and he was going to make me pay.
When we arrived at Aston’s office, he was sitting behind his deska book open in front of him. He looked up at me, his eyes cold and calculating
“Ah, Kira,” he said, his voice dripping with condescension. “I need you to fetch a book from the shelf over there and read it to me.” I wondered if I heard the words correctly. There was no way I could have misheard them, it was loud and clear and with practiced precision.
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I felt a surge of frustration. This was the last thing I needed right now. But I knew I had to obey. I walked over scanning the titles until I found the one he wanted. It was an old leather-bound book, its pages yellowed with age.
As I began to read, Aston leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed an concentration. I tried to focus on the words, but my mind kept wandering back to Brax and our plans. I hoped he wouldn’t be too disappointed when I didn’t show up tonight.
But for now, I was stuck here, reading to Aston like a s**e. I took a deep breath and continued, my voice steady and clear. I would get through this, no matter what it took. I would survive this, and I would escape.
I wondered if the book was heavy enough to kill him if I threw ichard enough. I was so tempted but a failed attempt could get me killed and I no longer had the will to die.
As I read, the words blurred together on the page. I was thinking about Brax, wondering what he was doing right now. wondering if he was waiting for me. I was thinking about my freedom, about the life I wanted to lead. I was thinking about Aston, about how much I hated him, about how much I wanted to escape his grasp.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
But for now, I was trapped. Trapped in this room, trapped in this life. I read on, my voice monotone, my heart heavy with
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As the minutes ticked by, Aston occasionally interrupted me, asking me to repeat a passage or to explain a word. I did so, my mind racing with impatience. I wanted to be done with this, to be done with him.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Aston closed his eyes and nodded. “Thank you, Kira,” he said, his voice dripping with condescension. “You may go now.”
I closed the book and stood up, my legs stiff from sitting for so long, I curtsied, my heart heavy with resentment. “Thank you, master,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
And with that, I was dismissed. I left the office, my mind racing with thoughts of Brax and my freedom. I knew I had to keep going, no matter what. I knew I had to survive this, no matter what.
As I walked back to my room, I felt a sense of determination wash over me. I would escape, no matter what I would be free, no matter what. And I would make sure that Aston paid for what he had done to me.
I opened the door to my room and stepped inside, my heart heavy with emotion. I knew that this was just the beginning, that my journey was far from over. But I was ready, ready to fight for my freedom, ready to fight for my life.