My Treasure's Curse

My Treasure's Curse

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Mia. Ive been trapped in this room for two years, this house for almost as long as i can remember. By my father's orders of course. He is not a man you defy. A demon spawn ever since that day. A day when I made a mistake. One that cannot be forgiven. I should just accept this life. Continue how i have been just like every other trinket he has displayed in this house. One that is no where near a home. Not since that day. When everything changed. Yet i find myself lowering off my second story balcony and racing across the grass and through the fence line. Chasing freedom just like she had wanted. Nicholas He stole something from me. Something that can never be replaced and ever since ive had my sights set on destroying the man i have deemed a rat. Wanting to take everything he cares about away one by one. Destroying his life like he had done mine. Which is why ive had my eyes on his daughter. Strawberry blonde freckled treasure he keeps locked always tight. Just beyond my grasp. Five years ive wanted her. Merely to make him feel even an ounce what i had that day. Im a patient man. Until i get the text that tells me what I've been after is in reach. The treasure will soon be mine. Vengeance tastes so sweet.
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"I don't belong to you, you are not my mate." "You are whatever I want you to be. You were given to me as a gift for not killing your pack." "I don't have a pack." "It doesn't matter what you think you are mine. You're going with me. Stay in your room until I come for you." He slams the door shut, "You stand here a make sure she stays in there." "Who the hell is he?" This can't be happening to me, this man thinks he can come here and tell me what I am going to do, he is so wrong. "Gypsy, we need to get out of here, any ideas?" "Your dad put that trap door in your room see if you can fit." I wiggle and squeeze myself trying to get out, "Dad didn't make this big enough." "Think small, you weren't this big when your dad put it in." "I made it out of that stupid small trap door. I can't believe as big as I am I made it out." "I knew you could do it, even with your big hips." "Gypsy, this is not the time to pick on my hips. I wonder if dad always knew I would need to run one day. My room is the only one that has a trap door. He still should of made it bigger." "Don't ask me, that is too much to think about right now." "I made it out, next thing I have to do is get to the fan boats. They don't know anything about the glades, let him try and find me." "You are getting smart in your old age girl, now get us out of here." "Did you think I wouldn't come for her?" I can hear him yelling in the house. There are guards all over, that is why dad is waiting to fight, there are too many. "Gypsy, we have to be careful getting to the fan boats." "Slip around the back building if you don't make it we can shift and take off." "They're not watching the boats, the keys are in the ignition."

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