THE LOVE PRISONER

hat seemed to be piling up every passing day since she peeped

, and the moaning sounds, it never stopped piercing through her eardrums eith

ed woman in red

rd her scream with her eyes narrowed into slits.

d as if she was in pain. She doesn

o ignore the pain? Was

ned around only to be meant by the beautiful eyes of Molly, her classmate. “You seem to have a lot in your head these few days. You are absent-minded in class and I am getting scared,

her left hand lifted. “Molly, have you ever thou

what Cassey meant and afterward, she shrugged, “how d

ather and maid Dovett, who seems to pity me a lot, making my life even more miserable.” She wasn't looking happy at all. “My mother left me, an

rents are not separated, and I can't tell how you feel right now, but I think it

ime I bring up the issue he pushes it aside and says it is not important—Molly, I am dying silently on the inside. Thoughts kept flog

e first place. I think the right question should be, where is she? And I also think your father should have all the answers, confront him. I am sure h

Cassey as her twin sister, but she wasn't. She never felt bad whe

ys say to her, and had saved Cassey several times fro

her feet and made her feel she was talking directly to her and perhaps mocking her. The moment she screamed in class, it infuriated Ms. S

tely broken down and not e

. She loved a simple lifestyle and hated being driven home after school by her father’s official car. She jus

er lips as she struggled to resist the nervousness that came with it inside of her. She paid for her ride and spun a

Park outside the large compound. She glanced at her wrist

ward the security gate. Otelio, her father's security guard, was doing what he loves best, cleaning his gun. Cassey looked away and started for the entrance door instead. She was only struggling to know what was happening around the home sin

d omen she thought as her trembling right hand held onto the doorknob of the entrance huge door. Turning it to the left and then

hile and then started for the kitchen wher

cream. It almost sounded similar to the sound she heard a few days ago behind her father’s closed bedroom door. This was not behind

ound. The sound means she was not alone, but what was that sound ab

father's hands caressing Dovett's naked breasts and firm nipples. She heard Dovett screaming, but not the kind of s

door and watching them. He withdrew his hands from Dovett, who stood

anded with eyes picking up a surprising look. Cass

bag from the floor and ra

stopped calling her name, “Cassey, C

d it for a while. He could hear Cassey sobbing. He struggled with his

He walked forward and stood beside her bed. “I am sorry about what you saw back there

ed. “Maid Dovett isn’t my mother, righ

d raise his voice at her. “Your mother is the one making me do that, she is the one making me cheat—why are you bac

from school, and I am surprised you never noticed. I need better atte

ret taking care of you when she was the one who abandoned you.” He turned his back against her, “she left you when you were

father? Dovett is a maid and not my mother.” Cass

I do. Tell me why she had not looked for you these past years if she loves you, don't you ever cry over a mother who doesn't love you or care about your existence, that's a b

t—” Cassey didn't let him finish.”And my fri

will be allowed into the castle. It is your birthday, and I am going to make it memorable. We will talk about this

ur guest list and make one. I will see it later, okay.” He said, and shut th

on kissed her neck and then her wet lips. That got Dovett shivering. She fe

chair opposite her. He knew he

, romantic, and intelligen

yes tells more, and her pretty naked body tends to persuade him t