Prisoning Truth
Fit To her Position. (35th Chapter)
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Giselle's POV:
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Harry was lost in between the hands of the women that dear him so much. He, himself, was ready to weep as well at the reuniting scene. “(He orders) Take them all and never come back again, boy. This is where it all ends up, now. (He shifts his eyes at the numerous women) Go back to being housewives, your presence is no longer a reason for me to maintain you under my territory.”
The sisters and mothers begin to cry in union from the happiness of their freedom, which makes my smile portray in a minimal format. “(He asks, before they all step out) What are you going to do with her?” I thought that Harry would be so busy, that he’d forget about my sake; but he surprised me with the question. He walks out of the circle, standing a little close to me.
“(He snaps) It’s not of your damn concern, anymore. You gave me what I want, and I am giving everyone back. End of the deal, boy. Now, leave my house and never come back.” Harry wanted to fire back at Santers, but he didn’t get the chance. Santers snapped his fingers at his guards, who began pushing Harry and the women out of the door in a harsh rush.
“Giselle!” He yelled, trying to fight his way back to me, which made me cry instantly. He didn’t want to leave me; he wants me to come back with them. I watch him as he and the females get pushed out of the door, as I close my eyes in terror of the soon future written for me. “Why are you crying?” Santers shocks me with his question, making my eyes open and stare at him.
“(I beg in fear) Please, I don’t want to stay here… What do you want from me? (I sniffle, as I breathe awkwardly) What are you going to do with me?” Santers doesn’t reply, all he does is stare at me with what seems to be like… concern? Silly me, why on earth would one of the dangerous kings of the underground feel sympathetic towards me?
“Malinda!” He calls, making me cower a little to the back, while a women comes rushing in a housekeeper’s uniform. “Yes, Sir?” The lady asks in a mutual fear as mine, while Santers places both his hands in his pockets. “Take her to her room. Let her shower, eat, and for god’s sake give her something to wear. These clothes are not a fit to her position now.” I felt a little ashamed from the indirect insult on my clothes, but I didn’t have time to fully react; since the housekeeper took me upstairs.
When does this unexpected treatment end? Will he wait until I’m cleaned and changed, to have his way with me? Is he preparing me to fulfill his sexual desires? And why did he scan my arm in a quizzical way? Was he checking if I take good care of my hygiene? These questions aren’t going to fill the blanks on their own, but I’m scared from asking Santers. Will he hurt me, or kill me? Will I ever see Harry and the boys again?
My heart feels a sting, once I recall the previous scene of Harry trying to fight his way towards me. Santers did say, that he doesn’t want to see him or the boys anymore. Which only means, that I got delivered and I’m never getting out of this mansion alive. This is the end for me; the life that awaits me is unknown. Its mysterious and vague, but I know god won’t leave me alone. He knows how much I am begging him to save me right now, and only him could ever do so.
Giselle's POV:
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Harry was lost in between the hands of the women that dear him so much. He, himself, was ready to weep as well at the reuniting scene. “(He orders) Take them all and never come back again, boy. This is where it all ends up, now. (He shifts his eyes at the numerous women) Go back to being housewives, your presence is no longer a reason for me to maintain you under my territory.”
The sisters and mothers begin to cry in union from the happiness of their freedom, which makes my smile portray in a minimal format. “(He asks, before they all step out) What are you going to do with her?” I thought that Harry would be so busy, that he’d forget about my sake; but he surprised me with the question. He walks out of the circle, standing a little close to me.
“(He snaps) It’s not of your damn concern, anymore. You gave me what I want, and I am giving everyone back. End of the deal, boy. Now, leave my house and never come back.” Harry wanted to fire back at Santers, but he didn’t get the chance. Santers snapped his fingers at his guards, who began pushing Harry and the women out of the door in a harsh rush.
“Giselle!” He yelled, trying to fight his way back to me, which made me cry instantly. He didn’t want to leave me; he wants me to come back with them. I watch him as he and the females get pushed out of the door, as I close my eyes in terror of the soon future written for me. “Why are you crying?” Santers shocks me with his question, making my eyes open and stare at him.
“(I beg in fear) Please, I don’t want to stay here… What do you want from me? (I sniffle, as I breathe awkwardly) What are you going to do with me?” Santers doesn’t reply, all he does is stare at me with what seems to be like… concern? Silly me, why on earth would one of the dangerous kings of the underground feel sympathetic towards me?
“Malinda!” He calls, making me cower a little to the back, while a women comes rushing in a housekeeper’s uniform. “Yes, Sir?” The lady asks in a mutual fear as mine, while Santers places both his hands in his pockets. “Take her to her room. Let her shower, eat, and for god’s sake give her something to wear. These clothes are not a fit to her position now.” I felt a little ashamed from the indirect insult on my clothes, but I didn’t have time to fully react; since the housekeeper took me upstairs.
When does this unexpected treatment end? Will he wait until I’m cleaned and changed, to have his way with me? Is he preparing me to fulfill his sexual desires? And why did he scan my arm in a quizzical way? Was he checking if I take good care of my hygiene? These questions aren’t going to fill the blanks on their own, but I’m scared from asking Santers. Will he hurt me, or kill me? Will I ever see Harry and the boys again?
My heart feels a sting, once I recall the previous scene of Harry trying to fight his way towards me. Santers did say, that he doesn’t want to see him or the boys anymore. Which only means, that I got delivered and I’m never getting out of this mansion alive. This is the end for me; the life that awaits me is unknown. Its mysterious and vague, but I know god won’t leave me alone. He knows how much I am begging him to save me right now, and only him could ever do so.
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