Mission.

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I waited for an hour to pass, enough time to ensure that Christopher would have been busy doing some sort of task. Perhaps indulged in his paperwork but whatever I couldn't care less.

In that one hour, I searched this massive library, pretending to search for a book of course, cautious not to cause suspicion. But in reality, I was looking for some sort of telephone, maybe a pay phone. With a library size this big, you would think that I would find one but sadly no.

I was sitting at the upper deck of library so I could see who enters in and out. So far only a little girl and old women walked in, guess the library isn't too popular with Christopher's family.

I decided to make my move. When Christopher was giving me a tour, I managed to spot three phones; my chance to speak to my parents. There was one lying around in one of the game rooms, it might still be there. It has only been an hour. There was an in built one in the kitchen and that last one which is my best shot, besides the garage.

That's my best shot because it's one of them public ones. Chances are no-one could tap my conversation. I mean I could become friends with Stella or another member and use their phone. But that would require time and I don't have the patience. I need to talk to my family tonight.

So I made my move towards the garage my best shot. I lied to Christopher before, I knew my way around. I knew exactly where everything was since I was paying attention to plan an escape route. It's better if he thinks that I'm willing to stay here, that way he'll never see it coming when I finally do escape.

The walk to the garage was quite long so obviously I passed a lot of members. All of them smiling at me and me smiling back. Guess they didn't know I was a kidnapped girl. Good, best to keep things on the low.

I finally made it out and there was just a little pathway towards the garage. It was so close and so painfully close.

Just a few more steps

"Isabella" I heard my name being growled. I knew all too well who that voice belonged to.

He didn't catch me doing anything yet, so I'm good as innocent.

"Yes Christopher?" I swiftly turned around with a sweet smile, trying me best to act cool. But I couldn't control my increasing heartbeats.

"What are you doing out here" he said between clenched teeth.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

He closed his eyes, attempting to cool himself I guess. What an animal.

"You know what I mean" he gritted.

"Remember our agreement? I thought you were giving me freedom?"

"Yes but you said you were going to stay in the library. And if you wanted fresh air, you could have asked me and I could have personally dropped you off to the gardens where there is plenty of people to watch you rather than come here where it's so abandoned"

Okay so he's curious for why I'm out here. Gotta play along.

"So what do I have to ask your permission for every single thing I do?" Good with bells, change the subject.

"Yes you godamn do!" He screamed coming closer.

"No I don't. You already put me here against my will. At least give me freedom to move around!" I whined like a child. I knew I sounded like a teenage brat but right now I couldn't give a shit.

"I can't give you that freedom! It's only the second you are here so you will continue to ask for my permission and act as I will"

"I'm not a dog" I hissed.

"If being a dog means listening to me, then that you are my love" he hissed back.

"So what the hell was the point of those agreements?" I asked, crossing my arms, not even looking at him.

"I don't trust you fully. So for now, I have to know about all your whereabouts. And what are you doing here by the garage anyways? All abandoned? What's here for you?" He asked curiously.

"Like I said, I just wanted some fresh air. All abandoned, I personally prefer the term 'alone time'. I don't exactly want to be pestered by your people" I said, not caring how harsh I was.

"Hm. It's not like they're dying for your presence so I guess the feelings mutual" he retaliated, obviously I hit a soft spot.

"Indeed the feelings mutual. We all hate each other so why not just let me go back home. Like please, I won't even tell anyone about this whole kidnapping thing. I promise. I won't say your face or whatever. I don't even know where we are. Just let me go back, please" I pleaded, trying a different tactic. But truly, I just wanted to go home. I just want my family.

"Isabella, you know that's not possible" he sighed.

"Why not? Clearly we both hate each other, no offence. I mean you could find another girl, that's willing, to play this part. I'm sure there's a lot who would want to marry you or whatever. C'mon we both know my presence here is useless"

"It's not that simple. I chose you so I have to stick to you"

"But it's only the second day. It's not too late to go back. I'll talk to your father. We can find some sort of other solution just-"

"Isabella!" He suddenly boomed, cutting me off mid-sentence and making me jump in surprise and fear.

"I already told you. None of that is fucking possible. You live here now. This is your home" he gritted, looking me right in the eyes and I could have sworn I saw his eyes flickering black. Is that possible?

"This will never be my home. I have one home and that's in England" I whispered. I might have to stay here against my will but he won't be able to change my mind or heart.

"I don't give a shit where your heart thinks your home is. But remember one thing, I'm the one with the upper hand. I'm the one who has the power over both your parents and your future. We wouldn't want anything unfortunate to happen now, would we?" He threatened menacingly, reminding me of his power.

I gasped, shocked he would continue to threaten my family even after our deal.

He cocked his head to the side, daring me to speak back.

I just shook my head no.

"That's what I thought" he smirked, pleased that his power remained intact. And with that, he dragged me back to the house.

Forcing me to day three.

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