Against His Will.

g. Stepping down from the bed I went to the bathroom. After washing my face l glared at my

t. Taking out clothes to change. While I was changing my c

changing l went down to the kitchen to find something to eat.

ng so I let you sleep" she said in a motherly manner. I was still standing there and watching her. How can mother and son be so different? A

I took the first bit of it "hmm it

servants but there is no cook. When I asked her why they don't have a

he cooks really well. I have almost finished eat

le taking the last

my son's room, " I alm

said whil

t Jennifer's worried voice n

l said whil

ell dear". She asked m

d this time without coughing. Listing t

s room, " she asked me

aw happiness in aunt Jennifer's eyes. Why is she happy be

. Why she is not going back to the kitchen. Why is she still standing there? I can't escape from it, I have to take this tray to his room. I signing in

ng in front of his room I took a deep breath. "What should I do now, " I whisper to myself. I will knock on his door and keep the tray

on't be able to cache me. After thinking for five more minutes. I gathered all my strength curling my fingers into a fist while biting my lower l

ce. He was rubbing his forehead with his fingers which was red now and while doing it he looked at m

me "what's this", I said nothing. I turned my body in the direction of the stairs and started taking my steps. I don't want to talk to him. He is the devil

" his angry voice was coming from a distance. Don't look back, he is just threatenin

y face. I was about to thank god when someone grabbed my

I ask you something you have to reply me back immediately understood, " came his pissed voice but I had still not replied to him I wa

His eyes were boring into me making holes in my body, now I had stopped resisting his grip. He was still demanding for an answer but I don't

I nodded to his command. Why is he so intimi

arer to me now there was only an

ould I do now? I started panicking from

on't work on him. What should l do? I will push him it will make him more pissed bu

there." It was one of the maid's voices. He also heard the voices but he was not letting me go. His grip was still stron

ling uncomfortable but he believed in giving me though time then his gaze fell on my lips. That voice started coming very close to us.

ip became loose on my hands. Slipping from his grip. I ran from the side in the direction o

I would have fallen down on the floor flat by hearing his words but I don't stop runni

won't let me live in peace in this house. I