Stillness

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Chapter IV


J E N N I E

I woke up in the middle of the night as I felt a pair of eyes watching me. My eyes fluttered open to find Lisa sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, she was calm and quite and her haunting silhouette crept down my spine

"M-miss Manoban, what are you doing here?" my heart drummed in fear as Lisa's gaze pierced through the darkness.

"Ruby Jane.." Lisa's voice is sultry and commanding, sliced through the silence. "Get up and show me your body," I was shocked and confused by her demand,

"I-I'm sorry?" I asked, but Lisa did not answer me. She continued watching me from that chair, without any movement, I can't even see her face and only her eyes were visible. "Ms. Manoban?" My body tensed, and I instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around myself, trying to shield my vulnerability from her intense eyes. "L-Lisa.." I stuttered, my voice barely above a whisper.

Lisa's eyes glinted with a mixture of amusement and malice. "Show me," she commanded, her voice low and demanding. I felt a sudden surge of fear coursing through me.

"N-no," I stammered, shaking my head in refusal, a wave of panic washing over me. But Lisa didn't listen.

"You belong to me, Ruby Jane." she insisted, her tone sending a chill down my spine. I bit my lip, feeling trapped and exposed under her unflinching gaze. Then I remember, that I was sold to her.

The room felt suffocating, I slowly stood up and walked to her, with a shaky breath, I whispered, "Why are you doing this?" Her cruel laughter filled the room, echoing off the walls as she continued to watch me with a predatory glint in her eyes.

'She's worse than your father.'

Rosie's voice echoed in my head as I was shedding the layers of my clothes one by one. My movements were devoid of passion, of desire, a mere puppet in Lisa's complicated game.

Is this my faith? Or am I just dreaming?

I tremble, my almost naked form illuminated by the faint moonlight filtering through the curtains. Lisa's presence weighed heavily on me, as her silence is more menacing than any words could be. I braced myself as Lisa got up from her seat. Her footsteps echoing in the silent room. Without a word, she closed the distance between us.

As she drew near, my heart raced, my breaths shallow and ragged. The tension in the room crackled like lightning, each moment stretching tight between us. My eyes flickered with fear, uncertainty clouding my gaze as I awaited Lisa's next move.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Lisa reached out my hand to where the ring was placed and kissed the back of my hand then held my chin, only an inch away from me. My heart raced as Lisa's intense gaze bore into mine, piercing through my very being. I stood there, vulnerable and exposed, feeling the weight of Lisa's touch on my chin like a gentle caress filled with uncertainty.

"If I desire, you will yield," Lisa's words held an unspoken challenge. I could feel the tension crackling in the air between us, raging silently. Getting all the courage I could muster, I locked eyes with her. And  before I could comprehend what was happening, her lips touches mine, it was gentle, and sweet. I felt something stir deep within me, a feeling I couldn't quite name.

"You are beautiful Ruby Jane," She whispererd, her breath dancing over me. I stood still and shivered from the weight of Lisa's presence, then she left the room. As the door clicked shut behind her, my hands automatically went to cover the top of my brassiere, feeling exposed and vulnerable.

I swallowed hard, trying to push down the rising panic and fear threatening to engulf me. I knew that I had chosen this path, agreed to this arranged marriage, but I hadn't expected it to be like this.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I bent down to pick up my discarded clothes, the fabric feeling rough and foreign in my trembling hands. I hugged them to my chest, seeking comfort in the familiar even as everything around me felt so unfamiliar and unsettling.

"You chose this Jennie Kim, face it." I whispered to myself, trying to steel my resolve. I had to be strong, for myself if not for anyone else.

The sound of my muffled sobs filled the room, echoing off the walls like a haunting melody of despair. But amidst the tears and the heartache, a glimmer of determination flickered in my eyes. I may be fragile, but I was not weak. And I would survive this, no matter what it took.

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