Next morning
Sarah woke up. Sarah could feel her body in extreme pain. Her lower part was paining the most. Her legs were numb. Sarah slowly remember what happened last night with her?
Alexander is not in the room. Sarah slowly tried to stood up but seems like she was still tied.
Sarah began examining her body.
Alexander gave her hickey, her cleavage, neck area. She also saw dried blood in her vagina area. He ruined her badly. She lost her precious thing,while trying protecting the most important person, her brother.
Her tears started dropping.
While crying, she fell in a deep sleep due to pain and tiredness of the last night.
Alexander comes back to his room, gazes her being fast asleep, smirks.
Alexander pats her cheek in order to wake her up. She gets horrified by the sight of him, already half-naked.
"Please not today, I request you."
"Request overheard."
"Please no, I was just trying to save my brother from Martins."
"At cost of your life."
"They had already killed my father."
"You miss your father"
(Confused)"Ummmm.. Yes."
"Then if you don't wanna go to him, do as I say"
Sarah stayed silent
Alexander pulled her by her hair.
Sarah's silence was shattered by a searing pain as Alexander's grip on her hair tightened. She felt a surge of fear course through her veins like liquid ice. Her eyes, wide with terror, locked onto Alexander's, pleading for mercy.
"Alexander I am in pain ,from yesterday please."
"Should I listen to your wish and care what cause you pain."
"Alexander, please..." she whimpered, her voice trembling.
But Alexander's face was a mask of conflicting emotions. His eyes, once bright and full of life, now seemed to hold a dark, inner turmoil. For a fleeting moment, a glimmer of his true self - the soft side he reserved for innocent souls - flickered to the surface.
His grip on Sarah's hair relaxed, ever so slightly, as his conscience wrestled with the monster he had become. The internal struggle was evident in the twitching of his jaw, the furrowing of his brow.
"Sarah..." he whispered, his voice laced with anguish. "I... I am leaving you for today."
For an instant, Sarah saw the man Alexander once was, the one who would never harm a hair on her head. Her heart skipped a beat as she sensed the depth of his inner turmoil.
But the moment of vulnerability was short-lived. Alexander's expression hardened, his eyes flashing with a menacing intensity. The darkness within him surged forward, devouring the last vestiges of his compassion.
"No," he growled, his voice dripping with malice. "You'll do as I say. You'll listen to my every command, no matter the pain it causes, as you were the one trying to deceive my family."
Sarah's hope was extinguished, replaced by a chilling dread. She knew she was trapped in a nightmare from which there was no escape.
As Alexander's grip on her hair tightened once more, Sarah realized she had to think fast. She needed to find a way to escape, to unravel the mystery behind Alexander's transformation. But every move she made would have to be calculated, lest she provoke the monster lurking beneath his surface.
The stakes were high, the tension palpable. Sarah's survival depended on her ability to navigate the treacherous landscape of Alexander's twisted mind.
Would she find a way out, or become the latest victim of his darkness?
