kiara
12:03pm.
laura has gone home, she works only in the morning today, the other maids went home for lunch and they were coming back later.
since i've been here, the other maids had gave me dirty looks, maybe jealous.
i don't see the reason why when grayson can fuck the whole neighborhood and i wouldn't care less.
i was currently home alone.
silence.
empty.
i'm walking around the house, just admiring it.
i walk to the door of a room.
i pull the handle of the door.
it's locked.
i wanted to see what was in there so bad.
i'd i was a really curios person.
i was gonna start home schooling next two weeks.
i needed to at least know where i was living.
my brothers didn't took it likely, but since i was legal, all they cared about was.
me.
my health.
my living.
my priority.
my feelings.
pretty much about my life.
i thank God that they aren't clingy brothers.
i see a picture in one of the guest room that i was in currently.
i walk closer to it and recognize the person in it smiling.
me.
me on my birthday.
okay, now i'm freaking out.
i get that grayson is a powerful man and all.
i know he had his ways to get that.
but it was totally privacy.
my privacy.
then again the picture was on my eighteenth birthday.
he most had known me for a long time and i didn't noticed it.
why is he so creepy?
stalking maybe?
first he kidnapped me.
he had sexual contact with me.
treats me like i'm his own wife.
then after like stalk me.
let's put this way.
he stalked me before any of this.
i took the photo from the wall as questions run through my brain.
i walk into the room and close the door, getting a little scared now.
if i tried to escape, the security would bring me back into the house and lock me in.
that's why grayson doesn't bring me out.
even the day i asked if i could meet my brothers, he asked the security to watch me.
i just realized i've been living in my fantasy world and that he actually kidnapped me.
then it hit me.
