Claimed

Chapter 1

***Isabel's POV***

I typed the last world of my document for tomorrow I quickly checked the time. Oh shit! Five forty five! Oh Lord, I wouldn't make it by the time the clock hit six, with all the traffic.

I grabbed my bag and my coat and run to my office door. Just when I opened the door I bump into Alice.
"Oh hey!! Are you already going out??"she asked

I just ignored her and went to the elevators. Oh God, my heart was beating so fast I could almost hear it. Dear lord help me.

"Are you ignoring me? What is wrong with you these past few weeks?"
I keep pressing the white button so that the elvator come, but it's no use.

I run to the exit doors. I hear Alice screaming behind me "Where the hell are you going? You better not be taking the stairs! Are you out of your damn mind, woman? Isabel what the hell!! You are at the 28th floor, it will take you all night to get down there. Isabel!!"

I just kept on going, I know she was worried but I just wanted to get home, I didn't want to go through that misery again, I start running the stairs I know I am not going to make it. Tears of disappointment, anger and sadness came running down my face. When I arrived the 26th floor, I run to the exit door so that I could catch the elevator.

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By the time I pulled my car at the apartment it was already 6:15 pm. I was late. I should've be up there 15min ago. It wouldn't matter to him if I was only 15min late, I was still late.

When I entered the building Danny the receiption, a middle aged man (probebly in his late twenties), greeted me. "Hello, Isabel"

"Hey, Danny" I stopped to greet him back, why not? I was already late wasn't I?

"Is evrything okay?" he asked. I knew that my red eyes proved that I have been crying.

"Ya, I'm just tired Danny" I answered giving him a fake smile. But Danny wasn't easily fooled, he just gave me a reassurance smile.

I half run half walk to the elevator, after I inserted the code of the penthouse, I start taking calming breath. It was no use to be scared, it is not like I didn't know it was going to happen. It is not the first, and it surely won't be the last.

When the elevator stoped my legs start shaking, I hesitated for an instant.

Should I get in? Do I want to go through the pain again? Am I capable of living him?

No, I am not. He is my life, and I know that once I was also his.

I opened the door and my feet directed me strait to the living room. I put my bag on the couch and got read of my shoes.

"You are late." a harsh tone said from behind me.
I miss the way he used to greet me before, his warm hugs, his kisses. God, what ever happened to that man.

I turned slowly to face him, his appearance still made my heart stop. His beautiful blue eyes, his perfectly shaped lip, his breath taking body...
I thought once that I was so lucky to gain such a beauty's heart.

The moment our eyes met, his softened for a moment there I thought I saw the men I once knew, and I was pretty sure that he has noticed my crying eyes.

But, just like that he was gone, he turn his face from mine so that I couldn't see his eyes.
"I think you know where to go and what to do." he says, his voice so cold and distant. I was so terrified of this man standing in front of me.

I swallowed hard and went pass him to the stairs, then to his office. I opened the door, God knows how much I hate this room, it remind me of pained moment. I went to my usual spot and kneeled down. I can see my nail print on the leather chair in front of me from last time I put off my coat and sweater so that I am only kneeling in my pants and bra.

The office door swing open and I didn't dear to look up. I hared his soft movement across the room and shiver went throw me, I knew what he was searching for, after a few seconds I feel him behind me. I closed my eyes, I knew what was coming next.

A low cry escaped my lips when the familiar whip make contact with my bear back.

Followed by another one, and another one...

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An hour later I was siting on the huge tub, hot water running down my injured back. The tears won't stop.

I really hate him. I hate him so much.

No, you don't. If you hated him you would've left him a long time ago.
You are staying with him even though he hate you!! You are so pathetic!!

No, he loves me. He might not show it but he does!

Of corse he does! That is why he beats you up almost every night!

He doesn't beat me almost every night only when I am late or when he doesn't like my cooking or when he sees me talking on the phone or...

Lisen to yourself, he beats you without any good reasons and you still defend him. Wake up! He doesn't want you anymore!! Leave him, and do both of you a favor!!

"No, I won't leave him. He loves me he has to!" I said to myself, my voice a little to high, trying to convince my subconscious.

After what feels like hours I get up from the tub and try to dry my sore back. I reach for my special cream that I have hidden from Liam. I don't even know why I have hidden it, I mean it is not like he won't allow me to use it after what he has done to me. But it is my only cure for my back and I won't take the risk.

I try to put the cream on my back. But there is some spot I can't reach.

When I see what he has done to me in the huge mirror the tears came rushing down my face, followed by a sob. Why would he do this to me? Why?

I fell on the ground and cryed like a little baby I am.