He is standing leaning over the closed gate smoking. As his black eyes focused solely on me.
"Are you fleeing, zolotse?" He asks keeping his tone dangerously silent.
No.
This can't be happening now. I can't give up now. I don't think as i sprint to the side and go to the front.
I am probably playing a losing game he has thousands of men training and am going to run straight into them.
But I'm not going down without a fight. No. I run as hard as i can. But strong hands catches me.
I struggle so hard trying to get out of his hold. He doesn't leave me. He drags me holding my hand and i resist as much as i can.
I am not match for him, he drags me and the area where he is holding my wrists sting. I'm sure they are going to be red.
I scratch and claw at his arms. But he doesn't even seem to be fazed.
He drags me till we reach his office and tosses me in. I stumble but dont fall and turn to face him.
"What do you think you were just doing?". He snaps.
All the pent up anger blazes with in me and i snap " i was running away What did you think? You could just keep me in here like some slave, i married you because you said you'll tell me about my mother. But none of that happened and you have been ignoring me like my existence doesn't matter. I'm not allowed to go outside. I feel suffocated in here. You can't do this to me. I'll not allow it". I breathe hard.
He ever so quietly says "That's what is going to happen. I can do anything i want".
My last bit of control wanes, i move closer to him and i scream " if you think you can keep me caged in here, let me tell you, I'll try to escape every chance i get.
You can chain me to your bed or your fucking hands. But i will sever my arms if i had to and run " i lower my voice and whisper "even if i have to run straight into the arms of death, I'll do it.Anywhere is better than in here".
He slowly leans down and looks me in the eye, my whole body starts to tingle but I don't back down.
"Don't give me tempting ideas, zolotse. You can run all you want, I'll snatch you back even if i had to do it from hades in the underworld."
Tears form in my eyes, but i don't let them fall and i say "i can't do this anymore. You're breaking me."
"That's the idea, sweetheart."
"I know, i know you hate me, but why? What did i ever do to you?". I say.
"The only thing you did was being his daughter." He rasps closer to my face.
"It wasn't my choice. I had nothing to do with what he did." I cry.
"Doesn't matter" He counters.
I pull back and say "i want to know where my mother is, if you don't tell me right now. I swear I'll jump of the balcony. You think I can't do that?" I say
"Sweetheart, you're nothing to me, so why do you think i give a fuck if you jump or not, infact i would help if you need a hand to push. Pathetic".
He inches closer and smirks while adding "but you won't, you know why? You can't do it without knowing about your mum"
I'm again at the helpless loop. He's right.
He doesn't care about me. It doesn't matter if i live or die to him.
And I can't die without knowing about mum. Shit.
He straightens and says "I'll tell you what happened to your mum, but i have a condition."
My eyes go wide he knows I'll do anything for that piece of information, I'll agree to anything.
I ask "which is?".
" Will let you know when the time is right, zolotse. So do you agree to the deal?"
"This is unfair" i rasp my final attempt at making him understand.
"Life is never fair, zayka" he whispers and i agree as tears fall.
I wipe them away and move a bit closer to him and say "tell me where is my mum?" .
He walks to his desk taps something in this tablet and casually says
"she's dead."
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Romance[This story contains mature content (+18)] He is the demon to her hell that she needs to escape. Captor of her cage, that she wants to break free. She is the blood in his veins that he wants to bleed. The obsession of his desires that he lives to ru...
