TWISTED PASSION/TAINTED LOVE

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! I'm not a very patient man" he

't do as he said. I tried to think of the right words, the ones that would keep me safe. But all I co

at barely covered my butt. I looked back at him and he was looking at me intently. I held th

at him unable to answer "Isabella!" He shouted and held me by my neck. "Yes, yes" I managed to say. "It's ma

ion. I felt like a failure like I had let myself down. I knew that I had to find a way to get out of this, but I

was spinning. I followed the woman whom I had met earlier, and she led me to another room. I didn't know what to expect, but I knew that I

need to make you look your best." I felt apprehensive, but I did as I was told. The water was warm and soothing, and I relaxed as the woman be

dramatic, and my lips were a deep red. My hair was perfectly curled, and I looked nothing like myself. I felt like a doll, and it made me fee

el uncomfortable. I wasn't used to wearing such revealing clothing, and I didn't feel like myself in it. I looked at the woman, unsur

elt the tight straps cut into my feet. The woman smiled and said, "You look perfect." I stood up, trying to get used to the heels. Th

look over and nodded, apparently satisfied with my appearance. I felt like I was being prepared for something terrible, but

its high ceilings and ornate moldings. There were paintings on the walls, and the furniture was all antique and expensive-looking. I

to talk to the boss. I would tell him that I didn't belong here and that I wanted to go home. I knew that there was a chance he wouldn't l

on the other side, I sat down making sure to leave a space between us. The driver closed the door, and we were alone in the car. I

knew that he was serious. I took a deep breath and did my best to put on a cheerful expression. But in

bout and your dad pays for your mistake. Understood?" He said sudde

suddenly said with so much authority that made me shive

about this whole situation. I had a bad feeling, and I couldn't shake it. As the car pulled up to the venue, I felt a sense of drea

ras and microphones. The reporters were clamoring for our a

planning to ask someone for help? I felt his warm breath on my face. He moved back smiling at me sweetly

he entrance, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I had never be

make out a single word. I felt like I was in a daze, and I could only focus on Mr. Moreno's hand on my arm. I clung to that t

s towering over me, and I felt like a child next to him. I straightened my spine and held my head high, doing my

ere covered in paintings. I felt completely out of place like an imposter who had snuck into a world that they didn't

gowns, and their jewelry sparkled under the chandeliers. I tried to remain calm, but I felt like I was about to burst in

ned to have a perfect smile. Their smiles seemed to be frozen in place, never wavering or chan

any different tables, and each one had an auctioneer standing next to it. I realized that this was some k

sensation spreading through my body. I could feel the tension in my shoulders start to loosen. I took another sip, and I began to f

watching the other people in the room. I saw them chatting and laughing, and I couldn't help but

but I was terrified of what he might do if I disobeyed him. I tried to focus on the auction, but I felt his hand on my leg like a hot brand. I cou

drink. I could feel the alcohol start to take effect, and I began to feel a little lightheaded. But I knew that I couldn't let myself get too drun

o race. I followed him out of the room, my mind spinning. I had no idea what he had planned, but I knew that it was some

ask any questions. I could tell that he was tense, and I didn't want to make him angrier. I followed him as

in the same space as him. I wanted to escape, to run as far away from him as possible. But I knew that I couldn't do that, not

looked like a private jet. I had never been on a private jet before, and I couldn't believe

to not make any sudden movements, but I'm trying to keep my cool

ies who I assumed were the fl

ing a fist full of my hair from behind, I flinched in pain it was

ur true colors huh" What was he talking about I looked at him while tears fell uncontrollably from my

there, Freshen up, y

fore leavi

ts and started to scrub myself clean. I was trying to rid myself of the grime and the feeling of being trapped. I wanted to be clean, t

, I realized that I didn't ha

hesitated for a moment, but I knew that I needed to get dressed. I grabbed a white shirt and put it on, buttoning it up as best

mouth, yuck! and she sucked it like her life depended on it. I couldn't watch, I turned around to leave hoping to get out of there as quickly as possible. But as I turned, I heard a voice behind me. "Where do you think you'

that I couldn't. I didn't know where we were, and I didn't know how to get back to