Gianne's POV
"Argh!" I groaned as I felt a headache. I feel my body sinking into the soft bed, I slowly open my eyes, but it's dark. I can't see anything.
I remembered what happened yesterday and it made me fall back. I opened my eyes again and tried to see even a little bit of light, but nothing.
This is not the condo, just because of the smell. It's a very bold, manly scent. I tried to stand up but I couldn't. I am dizzy and stuck to the bed sheet. I held my head again because of the pain.
Shit! this is what I'm saying.
"Don't you ever try to get up when you know it hurts." Suddenly, my heart beat fast and suddenly fear enveloped my system.
I quickly looked around, even though I couldn't see anything.
"W-where am I?" Even though I was in pain and scared, I still tried to stand up.
Remembering Ganna, "Where is my daughter?" I asked again, I don't know where he is, and I don't know what he's doing and where he took me.
I was suddenly alarmed when I heard his footsteps and I felt the table I was sitting on and squeezed into it. I heard the footsteps approaching me, I forced myself to squeeze my body and close my eyes.
I am terrified. I can't feel anything but the fear that surrounds me.
"Our daughter." he demand.
"He's not your daughter!" I exclaimed.
"Really?" Suddenly, his hand landed on my arm. I could feel his warm hands that cause me goosebumps.
This time I want to get out of here. I avoided his hand, which made him laugh. I couldn't see his expression.
His palm traveled up my arm, up my neck, and onto my face. I could smell the strong perfume from him. I averted my face from what he was doing, but he touched my waist and I shuddered. I felt his hot breath on my ear.
"L-let me go" and tried to struggle, but I couldn't hold my body.
"I miss you." He said, and my hair seemed to rise at those words. I grabbed his hand and tried to remove it.
What is he saying?! Miss me?! Is it really me?
"WHAT!" I screamed, but he really didn't want to let me go.
"STOP," he ordered authoritatively. I stopped for a moment and swallowed, forcing and until I tried to remove it, I didn't listen to him. I have no idea what he will do or what he can do to me.
He can hurt me if he wants because he has done it before anyway.
"Give me ganna!" and punching his chest. I know his body has changed a lot. Maybe I'm just like a stick now. There's no strength to fight.
"Please..." my voice weakened, as did my slow punch. The previously suppressed tears were released.
Another one! very treacherous! I felt his arm relax. I breathed a sigh of relief and combed my hair with my hand and slowly sat on the bed. I'm sorry, I have myself to blame for why I'm here and Ganna is gone.
I should have been more careful, I should have thought of that. But I thought it ended there. He gripped my arm tightly and dug his nails into it.
"Liam what?" I don't know what he plans to do; I'm afraid of what he's doing! I'm trying to loosen it and punching him.
"I said STOP!" He shouted and threw me on the table. My hip hit the sharp edge of the table, turning it over.
This is what hurts. Then I felt his arm wrapped around my waist. He squeezed it, which made me groan even more. I can't take the pain he's causing, but I was completely surprised by his pinch, which is why I stomped on him but didn't hit him.
"Painful? Hmm?" he said playfully and teasingly. I have no strength and all I can do is shed tears not because of what he is doing.
But because of what he can do. I am facing elsewhere. This is not the person I once loved. He is not the one I loved. This is not Liam. very different.
M-monster.
"I-I'm hurting, l-liam." I said, I thought he was going to let go of me but all I heard was a smirk.
"I know." he answered coldly.
"P-please." Even I look miserable, I want him to stop this.
"W-what do you want?" He grabbed my hair. I screamed in pain because my headache hadn't gone yet and he did that.
"Li-liam it hu-hurt me!" I'm sorry. "Is it my fault?" For the first time again, the way I feel now.
The Liam I knew before was not the one in front of me. His anger made him more triggered. I could feel it. Is it because of me? Because of what? Why me?
"You're a demon," I whispered to him. I don't care how he feels. because he doesn't care about me.
I smiled bitterly. He doesn't care about me. He laid me down on the bed. I immediately crawled away and snuggled up against the headboard. My whole body was shaking.
I saw the door open, and all I could see was his back and his shadow walking away, and it closed. I breathed very deeply.
I hugged myself and let each tear fall. I looked up. I want to get out. Even though I couldn't forget what had just happened, I still forced myself to stand up.
"Ganna." I stood up and groped for everything I could touch and groped for the door. I put my hand on the wall for a light switch. I was revived when I got it and lit it.
I am dazzled and tried to look around. When my vision cleared, I looked around. I backed away and covered my mouth with my palm in shock, I couldn't stop the tears from coming forward.
"How—how can he do this?" I walked around the room full of MY PHOTOS!
It was hanging on the wall, and I shook my head at what I was seeing. I couldn't believe I was shaken from the bed. From the bedsheet, the pillowcase, it was all there was my printed picture.
But I clung more to the door lock when I saw the blood. The walls were stained with blood. I trembled as I approached them and felt like I was going to pass out from what I was reading.
Engraved on it are the words, 'Gianne Mordiganna Song' 'I Love You' 'You're mine' 'I will kill you'
Jusmio!
I don't know why he does this. I couldn't take it anymore and ran out the door. When I turned it and opened it, a muscular man stood in front of me. I looked at it and our eyes met!
I just saw his face. He has big undereye circles and his eyes are turning black! His hair is also very messy.
I looking at him and his eyes are very evil, like he's a killer in his persona. He smiled at me and something rang. I looked at what he was holding and it was a chain!
"Trying to escape me?" and a devilish smile!
"Give me my daughter, I thought you would give me my daughter. I even go to that fucking company of yours! But you're not there!
" I bravely answered him. I noticed that his expression suddenly changed, it softened and he suddenly hugged me, which surprised me.
"It's okay, love," Husssh says. tapping me like a child. I was confused by what he did. I pushed him away and washed my face with the palm of my hand and looked at him evilly now that the eyebrows were meeting.
Gradually, his breathing deepened.
"Leave me alone, let me go" He took my hand and threw me on the bed. His eyes were dark and he lifted the chain he was holding.
He approached me but I ran to the corner. I didn't know what to do. He is so different, "COME HERE!" I didn't listen to him, and I was like a child quickly alarmed by what he would do next.
He's scary... too much. What I'm facing now is a far cry from the Liam I knew. He is getting closer and closer to me, but I was getting further and further away and was pressing against the wall. He wrapped the chain around his hand.
I saw a wide space in the passage where the door was open. He looked at what I was looking at, so he quickly blocked my body, which weakened me because that was my only hope. I didn't know what to do when suddenly I felt his arms wrap around me.
"LIAM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He laid me on the bed and was on top of me.
I struggled, and he wrapped the chain around my hands.
"Don't you ever try to escape me." I don't know what's going on. I'm confused.
When I realize that I'm caught off guard by this demon in front.
"L-let me go." Tears dripped from my left eye, and he was on top of me trying to chain me.
I don't understand him.
"Our daughter is in good hands, very good hands." and grinned.
"Where is she?! Please I want to see her!" My voice is raspy.
Suddenly, he smiled sweetly at me.
"Sure! Anytime. " He kissed me on the forehead.
My eyes lit up at what he said.
"Really?" I can't believe I asked.
"That's when you stay with me...forever.
He said coldly and left. I was left dumbfounded, and the resentment against him revived. My heart's saddened.