An alarm clock was ringing, Clarisse reached over to switch off the offending sound but her hand connected with nothing.
"That's strange am sure this is where I keep my alarm clock." She thought to herself still sleepy. She woke up with a start to the sound of pounding feet on the stairway in front of her door, then she remembered where she was.
Her door was thrown open but before she could utter a single word , two men walked into her room and flanked her on each side of the bed . Then Vincent walked in like the boss he was." Bring her downstairs guys it's time for phase two." Just then Amanda woke up yawning and rubbing her eyes. Clarisse turned to Vincent pleading with her eyes for him to allow her attend to Amanda first.
" That look has no effect on me . I'll tell Megan to come up and see to your daughter."
He nodded to his men to proceed.
Each man grabbed an arm in order to drag her from the bed by force, but she jerked her arm free and scrambled out of the bed " i don't know what you intend to do to me but I'll not be treated like a criminal when I've committed no crime . I will walk with my two legs not hurled like a ruffian."
He had to give it to her_ the woman had spunk. "Okay walk ahead of me." He gestured for her to precede him down the stairs. When they got to a room at the far corner at the back of the house, they stopped and Vincent proceeded to open the door.
The room was barely lit , just an empty wide space except for a chair in the middle of the room and a camera on it's stand in front of the chair. Vincent then turned to one of the men that followed them in ,"get the ropes and tape." Hearing this Clarisse jolted and wanted to run from the room but Vincent caught her and carried her to the chair where he made her sit and he forcefully held her down. She tried to squirm her way out of his hold but he was just too strong. Fear gripped her as the situation dawned on her. She thought to herself 'what are they trying to do to me? Are they going to sexually molest me while videoing, her heartbeat increased three times faster than normal . She couldn't think of anything else she could do except pray in her mind. 'Please God , i know i don't pray as often as i ought to but please save me .'
The man who went to get the ropes came with it and tied her ankles and hands together and then he taped her mouth , tears was already pouring from her eyes and the taped muffled the sound of her crying. As the man made to blindfold her, Vincent shook his head no and the man left off the blindfold.
Then the other man set the camera and began filming. When Clarisse saw the man behind the camera give the signal to begin , she struggled more to free hee her bounds to no avail.
Cole walked to her and stroked her chin softly. He knew what he was playing at. He saw the panic in her eyes evoked by his actions, and thoughts of what she felt he wanted to do to her. It had to done even though it made him feel like a cad, but it was all for show to get her father to meet his demands. And to do that he wanted her to portray the real reaction caused by true fear for her' virtue.'
He bent in front of her, ran his hands from down her arms to the side of her breasts to her legs seductively. He looked into her eyes and he could see the hatred she had for him. He did not know why but, all of a sudden Clarisse hating him made him feel awful but he didn't allow himself to dwell on the feeling and he waved it away.
" Now, Clarisse am sure you know what I have in mind to do to you, but not yet . Your only saving grace is that when the camera starts rolling, i want you to tell your father what am going to do to you if he doesn't meet my demands." Vincent said in a deceptively calm voice , still he was stroking her cheeks and talking as if they were in a conversation with one another instead of one sided. Clarisse didn't have to be told what to do.
Immediately the tape was removed from her mouth she began screaming.
"Dad ! Please save me, please come and get us out of here , this horrible people are trying to ra.... " Her mouth was once again taped before she could say any more. " Mr Justin Chika, i have your family and if you want to see them again 'intact', i suggest you do as i say . I'll set up a meeting place, date and time to tell you what i want from you . Failure to do so , well let's just say what your seeing that's been done to your daughter is only a tip of the iceberg. Do not involve the police , just you and me ...." He left the statement hanging but the message had already been passed across. The camera was switched off .
" Untie her guys." He ordered as he stalked from the room. One of them went ahead to dismantle the camera stand and the other man freed her . They left the room together leaving her behind. Clarisse continued to sit there for a good ten minutes, her mind not yet grasping that she had been untied. She was visibly shaking as she finally got up on shaky legs and tried to find her way back to her room.
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He wasn't supposed to feel this way about what he did to Clarisse some moments ago. A part of him was telling him that he'd done nothing except tie her up and make her believe she had been almost raped. But the better part of him was telling him that she was innocent in all this , she wasn't responsible for her father's actions. His mind whirling with all this contradictory thoughts, he rubbed his temples in slow circles as if the motion could ease the troubles of gis mind. For the past three days she'd being under his roof, he couldn't help but notice her every action. The way her face lit up when she looked at her child, as if she was the only one that mattered to her or the adorable dimples that appeared on the right side of cheek when she smiled or the sway of her very curvy hips when she walked . She wasn't a great beauty but she was beautiful in her own way.
He held his head and groaned audibly. It wouldn't do at all if he began to develop feelings for Clarisse or lust over her body, he had to squelch this feelings and focus on what he had to do .
Just then Clarisse passed him on her way to her room , she walked in a daze, and didn't see him standing by the corner. Vincent touched her hand lightly to gain her attention as she was about to pass him by. "Come have breakfast in the dining room with the rest of us." She pulled back from his touch with such force , she almost fell down. He reached out to steady her and she drew back further from him.
" Don't touch me you monster, you .. you ra... " She couldn't complete her sentence because he walked out her but not before she glimpsed the way he grimaced when she called him a monster. She entered into her room to Amanda biting her fist and babbling happily. She locked the door behind her, then slid down to the floor and cried to her heart's content.