She is the one by Asheslove (mobi reader android TXT) 📖

‘Fine...’ ‘fine, I am wearing it’ words quickly left my lips when I realized what he was going to do.

He left my hairs, his hand came out and he turned me around to face him. With burning angry tears in my eyes I looked at him. His lips were turned into a sinister smirk and eyes held nothing other than amusement, lust and satisfaction. Pulling me closer to him he gave a soft peck on my lips before saying ‘wear it and came down for breakfast’.

He left the room and the burning tears which were threatening to came earlier in front of him fall freely from my eyes. I looked at the dress on the floor, wanting nothing but to tear it apart in pieces. Such a fucking asshole, using my own body against me and I slumped on the floor.

He is mental, completely crazy. How can he force me to wear cloths of his choice?  It’s wrong, everything which is happening is wrong. I can’t leave with him, I just can’t.

I know what he’s doing, he wants me to depend on him, he wants to control my life, fuck no, he’s already controlling me in his way.

But no, I wiped my tears away. I am not giving him control over me, over my life. This is my life and I am not letting him took control over it. I am not this weak and helpless. If he wants me to wear this then fine, but I am not going to lose without putting the fight. I will do as he say but only to keep myself safe for my family and for my sake, after all I have to escape from this fucking place and him. 

It’s just a matter of days, handle it for few more days Elena, don’t get pissed off and do something stupid because of some stupid psychotic bastard. He knows you are strong and that’s why he’s doing all this so don't let him get on your nerves. Keep your pride up but don’t give him any chance to hurt you, and taking a long deep breath I put that dress on me.

I walked downstairs to the dining table. Leonardo was sitting there with one more person.

‘Hii Elena’ he greeted me in his cheerful tone with his usual smile. 

I didn't replied back but smiled and sat across him. I looked at the other man who was sitting there and my heart skipped a beat when I saw his face.

His hairs were brown and eyes were hazel. I remember these eyes; these were the same eyes which I had seen on the day when that monster appeared drenched in blood in front of me. Back then I mistaken his hazel eyes as green and didn’t notice him carefully but now when he is sitting right in front of me, I am at the state to run away from here. He is looking scarier than that devil. His neck, both his hands and his front which is visible through the buttons that were open, all covered in tattoos, not a single part was untouched of ink, while his one ear was pierced with rings. His face was handsome but his look was frightening. I quickly removed my attention from him back to Leonardo in fear.

“How are you?’ Leonardo asked. 

‘Amazing or how could I be in a cage’ I said mockingly giving him a curt look. How can I be when he kidnapped and thrown me in front of a demon. 

His face dropped and I immediately regretted my words, all he was trying to be nice with me but how can I forget that he kidnapped me for him, not completely but practically he is also responsible for my condition.

‘By the way, meet him, he’s Edward’ he said introducing the scary man to me.

Edward. Even though he was scary but he saved me from that beast. I didn’t wanted to talk to him, his look was making my neck hairs stand in fear but my nature decided to go formally with him like when you meet someone for the first time.  

‘Hi Edward’  I said looking at him but he didn’t said anything instead gave me a sinister look, his expressions filled with hatred and disgust towards me which was making me nauseous.

I averted my gaze from him back to Leonardo when his voice came 

‘Don’t mind him Elena, he’s always like this’.

The food arrived so the devil himself. He looked at me and his pupil delighted with amusement and satisfaction when he saw me wearing that pink dress.

He sat next to me.

‘Qualsiasi informazione su di lui’ he said and they all started to talk with each other in Italian with some english words in between but I didn’t understand at all whatever they were taking. It's hard to believe he's italian hearing his English accent which was more like American.

My mom always wanted to teach me Italian when I was kid but I was too stubborn to learn by hiding under bed or taking my father's help because of being his lovely daughter to avoid her italian lessons and never for once tried to learn it thinking it will be of no use to me. Now she taught my brother who is much better than me in understanding italian, now I wished I should have learned it then from her.

After breakfast I took my medicines with birth control pills which Darla gave me.

I lay on the bed with my eyes closed. The whole day is just a waste to me. I do nothing, no work instead of sitting and making random patterns with my fingers on different things. 

Back then I loved and appreciated it when got days off from my work, doing nothing all day just lying on bed relaxing myself but now it’s eating me from inside. I am terribly missing my work. My mind was becoming unstable thinking again and again about him, his beating, his torture and staying with him is making me feel sick.

The door opened and he entered inside. I remained still with my eyes closed hoping sleep will overtook me soon.

After few minutes the bed dipped near me and in next second I was on him.

 I opened my eyes abruptly with a frown on my face and saw him lying only in his boxers underneath me. He chuckled softly when saw my frowned expressions.

I kept ignoring the sensations which were rising inside me when my palms touched his muscled chest.

For once I thought of squeezing his neck to kill him and finish all this in once but I knew I can’t. He pulled me up by my hips so that I am looking straight in his eyes, in the process I felt myself rubbing against his member which was hard as rock and my body shivered.