I grew to understand that people don't always build walls to keep others out. It's done out of necessity to protect whatever is left behind.
-Unknown-
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Lise was waiting for the pain to come, she was sure that she had pushed her luck too much and what she had done was something that couldn't be tolerated.
How many women had slapped a man like Gael McKeltar? Probably the number was close to zero, but now Lise had done it. She could just wait for her doom.
She had never lost her temper before, but this guy seemed really tempted to awaken her violence side by the way he treated her.
However, instead of pain, she felt a cold metal being pressed tightly into her palm.
Curiosity forced her to open her eyes, only to find out that the cold steel was actually a small dagger with a beautiful handle in the color of blue.
"This…" her voice was very low and hoarse, it seemed her nervousness got the better of her and affected her greatly, more than she imagined.
Lise raised her head when she heard Gael chuckling.
"Do you think I will hit you back?" he asked casually, as he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear and traced his long finger along her jaw, fascinated by her beauty. "Never. I will hurt you in a different way."
There was a deep meaning behind his words and Lise knew what it was. She didn't want to think about it, all this time, she had managed to evade his advances with random excuses, but she knew it wouldn't last forever, as she could see the primal desire in his eyes.
Lise shifted her attention from Gael's dark eyes to the dagger in her hand.
"What is this…" her voice was very small, she hated that he could easily control her.
"Next time when you feel like you want to hit me, use this instead." Gael tapped on the blade of the dagger which was still covered in its sheath. "Don't use your hand, it will only hurt you."
In other words, Gael was literally asking her to stab him instead when she felt like she wanted to slap him again.
Was this man crazy?
Lise widened her eyes in disbelief. She didn't know how to respond to that, thus she threw the dagger in her hand away and glared at him.
"I will kill you when I feel like it," Lise hissed viciously. "Don't you dare to think that you own me."
A wicked smirk tugged on the corners of Gael's lips when he heard that. "I own you baby. You belong to me. And if I see you again with those jerks, I will let them know that you belong to me. I have a thousand ways to show it and I am sure you will not like any of them."
Lise started to regret that she threw the dagger away, because right at this second, she felt like she wanted to kill him.
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It was all because of the debts her father had.
The reason sounded very cheesy and a little bit hard to comprehend because actually this kind of thing happened in real life. In her life, to be more precise.
Lise's father; Gregory Alington had huge debts to Gael, which were impossible to be paid back, but this devilish man generously offered her father to clear all the debts as long as Lise agreed to be his.
And with the term 'his', it included all the aspects of her life. Everything about Lise belonged to him, not even her freedom was an exception.
Being with this psychopathic man was not easy. Being with him was simply hell!
"Come here," Gael said in a tone full of authority, as he trapped her chin between his fingers, rendering her unable to move.
They were in the car, ready to get her back home. The house was as big as a palace, in which Lise would get anything, everything that she wanted, except her own freedom, as Gael was a control maniac.
"I don't need that," Lise hissed when Gael tried to dab some ointment on her swollen lips.
"Yes, you need it, sweety," he said softly, dabbing the ointment gently. He saw her swollen lips, which was her punishment for running away from him. Sweet punishment that he liked to give her and more when she was ready… "Now, go back to your room and don't go out without my permission."
Right at that time, the car stopped in front of a huge two floor house, with the color brown dominating the exterior.
Lise swatted his hand away from her face and didn't answer his question as she ran out of the car after slamming the door harshly.
She made sure to use all of her strength to vent out her anger on that innocent door, until the whole car rattled.
Even the driver was startled, he thought it would break, but Gael just laughed hard. He loved it when she played hard to get…
Another reason why he loved to keep that lovely kitten beside him.
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Blue kept staring at the calendar and always asking about Chaos. When he would get home and when she would see him again.
And no matter how harsh Knox treated her, she would come to him and ask the same question that would leave him irritated beyond imagination.
He would always say that he would kill her for repeating the same question over and over again, but Blue learned fast the fact that Knox would never kill her because Chaos said to not harm her. This was her privilege.
However, it had already been two months and she didn't even catch a glimpse of him and no one told her anything about what he was doing or when he would return…
But, tonight, when Blue almost dozed off, she smelled it. The scent that belonged to Chaos. Of course, she remembered how his scent was.
Therefore, without waiting for another second, she got off the bed and ran out of her room.
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