Prince Cinderella
g from between my legs to the Rocky floor. They tied me up with h
this position for only God knows when. It's so da
neck cracked as I turned my head. My whole body was weak
ing I heard was the echo of my voice. I looked up and around. It was an underground bui
my mind and I realized that they have sold me to someon
... Oh,
ever meeting him. First, he raped me. Second, he got me pregnant. Now, my precious son is sto
d open and someone walked in, humming an Italian song. I did not know what it meant. I could see h
hing works. I gasped into reality and lifted my eyes to the huge man standing before me. He had thick, back beards and brows. His medium-tanned face held an old
doll, I see
ugh escaped my throat when I tried to. J
aza
etween his long, dark fingers. He sucked in the smoke as if it was water and he was t
ath, making me cough again.
how long have I been here?" the wo
operly, the room like a cage was already suffocating. As he smiled at me, I stared at him emotionlessly, hoping help would come. Or so
h but, am I not too young to die? I'm ju
he reality of death. As if his touch tore my s
." I swallowed on the te
e smoked on his cigarette, pouring out the smoke on me like a blessi
y eye. My heart raced to the blazing feeling bu
r destiny lies in his hands, if you'd be killed or sav
ked away the tears while
baritone voice sneered while he
holding me in captivity... Please, I have
ith held breaths, unable to think. His hot, stinky breath against my neck made me feel like passing out the next minute, but I held still. For my
pray you won't be dead by tomorrow. Wel
oom with a spiteful grin on his face. As he did, I
t die now! Not today...' As I cried the words in my head while he stepped away, he
and the memories of my past still hunts me. I tucked my rough black hair at the corners of my ears
ould someday come out if this!' I po
head once again. Sometimes, I thi
ed to the wall clock. It was 11:56 a.m. I quickly pulled out of bed and stretched out my legs. To walk to the kitchen instead of call
it so silent? Is it because Xavier traveled? That's why I feel s
ows furrowed and I couldn't help but to feel suspicious about the moment
lashed. The kitchen door was closed, but the sound was so disturbing that I just couldn't hold b
ble. I froze and stared with wide e
hen. She firmly wrapped her legs against the small of his back
mbfounded. Speechless of what today and puzzled about what to do... My legs s
elly!" I