The Devil's Sweetheart

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''I will soon make you pay the tenfold to whatever you did.''

''How? Care to explain?'' Enger crossed his arms delightedly. ''Do you know why Lisa was unable to locate you? The place you are staying in my private island. The connections to the outside world are cut off. From today, you will have to spend your entire life with the so-called leftover, and soon I will make you my wife. Gone was the trend you hear stories of a prince charming coming on a white horse. Wake up. He will never reach you.''

''Gone was the trend, princess waiting for the prince charming to come and rescue her on the winged horse.'' Jennie rose to stand, tall and proud. ''It's Jennie. She is the brand. She doesn't copy trends.. She set the trends.''

With force, Enger grabbed Jennie's arm and pulled her to him. His dark eyes gaze into her fearless eyes. ''Aren't you least bit afraid? My men surround this island. Even to step out of this place, you need my permission.''

''Ten days.'' Jennie jerked his hands off her. Grabbing a tissue from the car, she wiped her hand. ''Try keeping me here for ten days if you can.''

With a scoff, he mocked, looking at her hand. ''Are you challenging me?''

''Too lazy for that.'' Like a typical narcissist, she said. ''I am showcasing my caliber to let you prepare for the worst to come.'' She then turned to aunt Milana. ''Can you lead me to the kitchen?'' The dishes look great, but she is not eating anything he offers until she returns into her babylicious arms.

Aunt Milana dubiously looked at Enger. When he nodded his head, she told Jennie. ''I-I will show you. Please follow me.'' Before leaving, she took a peek at the psycho. She wished she had brought her mobile. She has been waiting for someone to tear this psycho's ass, and finally, this girl fulfilled her wish.

A punch landed on the wall as the rage overwhelmed him. ''Ten days? It took me one week to plan and one week to execute it. With no phone, no social media, how will you contact him? This is your destiny, Jennie. Soon, you will accept the identity.''

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In the kitchen, Jennie examined the ingredients thoroughly. She washed the vegetables and other staples twice and made supper for herself without letting any maid help her. Although her cooking is not the worst, after Aunt Jalapeno came, she rarely cooked.

The place looked like a palace that the first-timers would definitely get lost. A guard came beside her to lead her to the room. All the way, her eyes looked past the surroundings to check for the CCTV cameras. Every corridor, there was one.

After returning to her room, Jennie scanned to see if Enger had put on a camera. He informed her there were no cameras, but better be safe than sorry. She closed her eyes to sleep, but the images of Lisa's face, Nick's bloodied wound, Carrot's whimpers haunted her. ''Please, let them be safe.''

Days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was Jennie's fifth day here, but she couldn't find a single clue. Just the thought of staying here forever made her brain go restless. The guards followed her everywhere she went. Her life was living in a cage, with the doors wide open. Enger would come every day to her room, but she refused to see his face for a second.

For the five days Jennie stayed here, she didnot sit in her room except for sleeping. She learned the directions of this house, the places CCTV cameras are set, the number of times Enger goes into the lab.

The only problem is her escape, but there is no one to help her. She made friends with Aunt Milana. Tonight, while preparing dinner, Jennie planned to steal her mobile.

Tiredly, she returned to the room and climbed on the bed. Hugging her stomach, she pursed her lips. ''Little brat! You are testing your mother before coming to this world. What feats will you perform once you are out?'' Slowly her fatigue kicked in. She closed her eyes to take a nap, but before she rested for a couple of minutes, she heard a voice.