Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

"What do you want me to tell her? Huh! That I'm the one who brought her in this hell! Or I'm the one who she should be afraid of! Cause I'm not fucking like her!" I screamed slamming my hand on the table. The glasses on the table shook with the impact. 

I gulped the remaining bitter liquid down my throat. 

Distract your mind, Falcon!

Think of something else!

Like?!

Like!

Sarah.

No Fucking Way!

I heard her sigh loudly. 

"You are being absurd. I'm only saying that because this is her fate whether she accepts it or not. It was already decided."

"No! this is not her fate. She deserves so much better. You don't know her as I do. I have been with her since we were kids. I have watched her grow. I have watched her suffer. I have seen her in her most vulnerable state but I think this time, I won't be with her when he will drain the life out of her and shape her into the woman he wants to rule with, who would be as cruel and heartless as him." I said with annoyance in my voice.

"She is too innocent for him. I can't let him destroy her." I whispered.

I stood up from the stool and made my way towards the door. But halted in my steps when her next words shook me to core.

"And what are you doing?! You are equally responsible for this and what do you think that she will accept you when she will come to know that you are his brother, the brother of the man who wants to mold her."

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For the fourth time in two days, I woke up again. But still, I felt nothing except fear, hate, anger, and intense hunger. I didn't remember when was the last time I ate. I looked around and found nothing new. I was in this same darkroom I previously was in.

The curtains were opened now and the bright light emitting from the sun was entering the room from glass windows making it look somewhat serene and was doing good in calming my senses. I got up from bed and halted in my steps when a sudden wave of blackness hit me. I tried to grab onto something for support but end up failing terribly on the ground. I groaned in pain. With great difficulty, I tried again. This time I was successful. 

I sat next to the window and a small smile made its way on my lips when I saw various, colorful flowers dancing with the wind. In my world, full of grief and pain, these flowers were the only things that were keeping me sane, and heart at tranquility.

The garden was beautiful unlike this place and I felt this sudden need to touch them but I knew I wouldn't be able to. The room was locked from outside. The windows were locked. And here I was sitting near the window, admiring the garden from afar and criticizing my fate. By looking at flowers, my half of the pain vanished. I didn't know why but I was happy about that. How I wished I could be there with flowers and I could touch them.

But my little happiness lasted for only a few moments, when I heard the door unlocked and there come a maid. It was the same maid who was in the dining room another day. Wait, what was her name?

Samantha...

No

Something like Sandy...

Oh yeah, Sandra!

"Greetings, My Lady,” she greeted. I looked at her bewildered. I sat at my spot frozen observing what she was doing. And that was when I saw her placing a plate full of food on the bedside table. 

"You should eat something," she said with worry lacing her voice.

Looking at food made my stomach growl. I bet she heard because a small chuckle escaped her mouth. I looked away embarrassed. She turned away and exited the room. And locked it from outside. I kept looking at plates at food.

 
No!

I won't eat. What if the food was drugged or worse, poisoned. I looked away. And kept looking outside. I sighed as I continued looking at flowers. There were roses, tulips, orchids, jasmines, china rose, marigold, sunflower. Every color of the flower was present. 

The sunflower was looking just like a donut. And roses were red just like strawberries. And...

Get a grip, Sarah. I looked at the table again and sighed again.

The food on the table was calling me.

Okay just drop it and eat!

I stood up from my spot and made my way towards the table. The aroma of food entered my nose and that's when I lost it. I was hungry. Very very hungry.

I picked up the plate and sat on the bed and positioned the plate on my lap. I took a healthy mouthful of pasta on a spoon and brought the food near my lips. A moan escaped my lips when the flavors of spices burst on my tongue. I closed my eyes in bliss. 

It was delicious, I must add.

I finished everything within minutes. And licked my lips savoring the last of food remains. It was like I was hungry for decades. 

I put the plate on the table and made my way towards the bathroom.

I should take a bath, probably. 

I stripped off naked and put my dress on the sink. I brushed my teeth and entered the shower. The warm water hits my cold body. And I closed my eyes enjoying the moment. I washed all the dirt and sweat off me.
After taking a bath of good twenty minutes, I exited the shower and dry myself with a towel. And that's when I realise, I had nothing to wear.

Well great. 

I groaned in frustration. I took a bathrobe from the counter and exited the bathroom and screamed when I saw a maid standing near the bed.

"Your clothes, My Lady." She said and exited the room. I stood there frozen unsure of what to do. Okay, that's great.
I picked up the dress and frowned. It was simple but a bit out of my comfort zone. It was white barely reached my mid-thigh with frills on the bottom. The back was bare, backless with a halter neckline.