It was 10pm, the cold wind was blowing hard, trees were swaying around. Amara was shivering, she was sitting outside on the ground naked, the cold wind only made things worse and it looked like it was gonna rain to night, Ian was inside the house keeping a close eye on Amara making sure that she does not stand up from the ground nor do anything stupid. He told her that if she dared to disobey him then he would make her spend two nights with those dead bodies in the river bank and that was clearly something that nobody wanted, so she didn't say a word and she did what she was told to do.
She had been sitting on the ground for three hours now, and the temperature looked like it was gonna drop some more. The wind was getting stronger and there was thunder and lightning Amara's body was cold, she could no longer feel her body, her legs were frozen and her arms too. Her body was shaking terribly because of the cold weather and fear.
After 20 minutes it started raining hard and her body wasn't getting any better, it was way worse that before, and now everything started to seem a bit blurry for her, her head was spinning and her body was shaking, she looked behind her and realised that Ian was no longer watching her so she decided to stand up but her body was too week so she just collapsed on the ground and she fainted.
She woke up on Ian's bed, she slowly sat up, she could feel the warmness of her body, she was no longer feeling cold now. The AC was at 30°C. She looked around her and she saw Ian sleeping on the couch, he was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and black tie. He looked so peaceful and angelic while sleeping, his perfect face was even more perfect. She couldn't help but stare at him but then she remembered what he had done to her, tears almost fell from her eyes but she decided to bite her lip to stop herself from crying. She had to be strong, she didn't want to be the week one, she wanted to stay strong. She got up from the bed and she stretched her body, she looked at herself and she was wearing a black warm jumpsuit and white socks, she wondered who put this clothes on her. "I see you're awake, you've been unconscious for a week days.", He said sitting up straight from the couch. She just ignored him and she went into the bathroom because nature called, Ian just sighed in frustration. He just shrugged his shoulders because he knew that she wouldn't ignore him forever, not that she had a choice.
After a few minutes she came out of the bathroom, and she went back to the bed and she lied down. "Why are you ignoring me?" He asked her and she just didn't answer, she was not in the mood to talk to, it's not like she'll ever be in a mood to talk to him and she never was in the mood to talk to someone like him. "Fine ignore me all you want, I might as well pay my mother in law a visit." He said, he knew that what he said would probably get her attention and it did she sat up and she looked at him. "Why are you looking at me like that, did I say anything wrong?" He asked sitting next to her on the bed. She just looked at him, her eyes were filled with anger and hatred. "Look Amara I am not in the mood for a staring contest, so please don't stare at me like that." He said. "Who are you tell me what to do?" She asked him. Her voice sounded dry. "Your master, and the slave always listens to his mother whether you like it or not, okay?" He said, he had that annoying smile on his face and Amara really wished that she could punch that smile off his face. "I am not your slave you moron" She said looking straight at his sinister eyes that spelled nothing but danger. "A moron? Really? Too bad you have to anything that this moron says or else." He said. "I am not afraid of you. If I had the money and power I would walk over you just like how you walk on others, I would make your life a living hell, more that you've made mine." She said, those words were coming out of her now cold heart, the heart that was once soft, the heart that was once filled with love and kindness but now it is filled with nothing but hatred and the hunger for revenge. "Too bad you would never ever walk on me...oh I almost forgot to tell you, you are pregnant, the doctor confirmed it yesterday but he is still running some tests he want to make sure that you and the baby are perfectly fine and if there is anything wrong then he will inform me. "He said and Amara looked at him in shock, was she really pregnant, she held her belly, was there really a little life inside of her, but why now and why does he have to be the father couldn't it be someone else. Maybe if they were happily married then she would swirl around in excitement but he was just not the one she would want to start a family, why does it have to be him. Why was life being so unfair to her. Wasn't the pain that he caused her more than enough, why is she pregnant with his child. So many questions were lingering inside Amara's head. She started to feel tears running down her cheeks, she wiped them quickly. "I know you are excited so just stop pretending, we are going to love and take care of this baby and if you ever harms yourself or my baby, I'll Bury you alive, do you hear me?" He said. "You baby? Keep dreaming." Amara said and with that she ran out of the room.