IN THE DARK.

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MIA

11 years of hardships. 11 years of pain. 11 years of non stop mental and physical torture. 11 years without any form of love. 11 years of homesickness. Life seemed as if it was actually getting some kind of revenge from me.

A revenge for God knows what i did but somehow i managed. I managed to get through it all. Over the years these people's treatment of me got worse but i held on to the hope that one day i'll have something that will make me forget about all the bad days. All the tears. All the pain and agony.

I lived for the tiny bit of hope.

Every single second of my life.

The past few years, Alessa's assault seemed to cool off a bit. Everyone here at first treated me like a dirt under their fingernails but as the years passed i was treated like house workers here were treated.

Though they had some sort of luxury of being paid, i had none but at-least i was given a shelter, clothes to wear and food, right ? So many people in the world couldn't get those basic necessities in life. That's what i reminded myself every day. It wasn't like i was allowed to go outside of the Estate so why would i even need money.

I looked at the beautiful flowers that were planted recently in the enormous backyard of the estate. It was huge and very pleasant. My favourite spot in the horrific Estate. I still remember when i was first brought here, i used to run outside when no one could see and sit in a corner looking at the flowers for hours.

That's how my love for flowers began.

Thank God there was no one to bother me today. Alessa's daughter, Aurora just gave birth so everyone went to England.

I looked at the sky, it seemed like it could rain any minute now. I turned around to leave when i bumped into something. More like someone. A hard chest to be precise.

There he was. In all his dark handsome criminal glory.

He didn't say anything, just looked at me a for a few seconds making me feel red under his hypnotising gaze.

"Don." I muttered
"Do.. you need something ?" I didn't know what to say, him standing at such a close proximity wasn't a help either.

"I asked for you to be in my office along with my coffee last night. why didn't you comply to what i said, little girl ?" His dark voice was somewhat quiet but so scary that it sent chills down my spine.

"I..... no one told me that." I lied. A maid frantically asked me to take his coffee to his office but i sent someone else instead. I couldn't bear the thought of myself being alone in his presence, in a locked office room. It was way too intimidating for me. If his mere existence wasn't intimidating, already.

He let out a deep chuckle.
"Liar." He looked into my eyes.
"You think i don't know when you're lying ?" He raised an eyebrow.

"What are you afraid of, little girl ? That i will bent you over my desk and have you scream my name without your consent ?" He said as he tucked a lose strand of my hair behind my ear.

I'M AFRAID OF YOU.

I wanted to scream.

"I have no intentions of doing that." He smirked
"Not until you want it. I'm up for it, if you are."