My ears were burning red by the time I left Nora. We made plans to meet up again at different
hours and days, so she could teach me more and so that I wouldn't be missed easily. What else
did she have to teach me that required that much time? I was dreading to find out, as what she
told me earlier seemed like too much already.
Even with my pregnancy full term, she explained there were positions I could take to
accommodate him. That wasn't the only shocking thing about our conversation. The really
embarrassing part was when she asked me to tell her what happens when we have sex. "To
gauge how much work needs to be done", she said and then chastised me for acting like a nun
because I didn't want to say the words for the you know whats.
This plan was stupid, there was no way I could do this! Nora even said so when I didn't want to
say the words. I had to be more relaxed or he's going to know I was faking and by the way, faking
with the Prince was also bad, she warned. From what Nora has told me so far, I had zero chance
of bending him to my will as she puts it. To think I once thought this could work, I thought
making him fall for me would be enough, I had woefully underestimated the task.
Making a man want you physically is easy, getting him to love you, Nora said is a little more
complicated but getting him to become your willing slave, took skills I did not possess and the
ability to lie and scheme, two things I seriously fail at. To make things even worse, he possessed
all those things. I was the unprepared underdog in this fight, and this wasn't a Rocky movie.
Nora at least had some hope for our little plan. She said the fact that he mentioned his mother
and was telling me things was a sign he was beginning to trust me, and I needed to get him to
trust me more for the plan to work. Problem, I don't know what I did to get him to trust me in the
first place! I could tell you one thing; I was no feme fatale.
Using my pregnancy was another suggestion of hers to bring us closer together. To be quite
honest, I was secretly hoping his creature would die, but Nora said I should pray for a son,
nothing pleases a man more than his woman giving him a son she said. "Who said I wanted to
please him?" I had blurted out and she had admonished me, saying "that pleasing him was the
name of the game." So, a healthy son was what we wanted.
This was getting out of hand. My simple plan was to give him what he wanted, and I get what I
wanted but now it was a complicated scheme to become Vladimir's puppet master which
involved me doing the one thing I didn't want to do. Fall in love with the Prince. Not really,

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