14 Nights In Daniel's Bed

Synopsis

Kimberly Thompson finds herself in a sticky situation once she’s forced to spend two weeks with the monstrous Daniel Martinez - who’s determined to change Kimberly’s life for the worse. After traveling back to her hometown, Kimberly had a face-to-face argument with the most ruthless man in town. Little did she know, that her big mouth would end up putting her in danger. 14 days. One mansion. And one shared bed. One innocent woman and one not so innocent man… What could possibly go wrong?

Pilot

Kimberly's POV

"Thank you."

I responded to the man who helped me put my suitcase down in the boot of the taxi, which was taking me to my father’s estate.

After getting inside the taxi, I instantly took off my glasses. I haven’t been to Orlando since I was five years old, and I wanted to see everything. I wondered how much it had changed since I was last here.

I came back for my sister's wedding, and once it was done, I'd have to fly back to New York city because of my restaurant business.

Even though I haven’t seen anything yet, I was already starting to miss the place.

"You don't look like you're from around here?" The taxi driver asked, looking at me from his mirror.

I smiled shyly. "I actually am, but I don't stay around."

"Oh, Orlando's a beautiful place." The taxi driver smiled.

"I can see that." I returned the smile politely.

I took another look out the window and, just as the taxi driver had stated, Orlando was indeed a very beautiful place. Now I was wondering how much my father’s estate had changed … what will his reaction be when he sees me?

My cheery smile quickly disappeared as I began to worry. My dad and I didn’t exactly have the best relationship.

My mom and dad went through a difficult divorce sixteen years ago. My dad begged me to stay with him and my sister. But I felt guilt over my mom - I couldn’t just abandon her at a time like that. So I made the decision to stay with her instead.

For some time, my mom was heartbroken and devastated. Although she got over it after a while, she never dated and we both kept managing the restaurant business together. I tried to convince her to come with me but she said, and I quote, "Someone's got to manage the business. You go, give Carol my best wishes." I knew that my mom was worried that Carol didn’t want to see her, but I’m positive she would’ve been happy to have all four of us at the wedding.

The Taxi started to jerk forward with a little force, "Is everything okay?" I asked the taxi driver.

"Err, not really, the car's about to break down." The man gave a nervous laugh.

Finally, he parked the car in front of a shop on a busy street.

"Is it something serious?" I asked, starting to worry.

"Not really, I'll check it out quickly and I’m sure we'll be outta here in no time." The man assured, getting out of the car.

I let out a quiet sigh and leaned back in my seat. I looked out the window, checking my surroundings. We were in front of a flower shop and my eyes stopped on a beautiful girl. She was about three years old, playing with the flowers in front of the shop. Her ponytails gently blew around her face by the wind, as I smiled, admiring the beautiful sight.

I could see her mom smiling down at her, but she was soon distracted by a customer who came for some flowers.

I continued to watch the small girl because she somehow reminded me of myself. I also loved flowers. I loved them so much that my dad made a garden for Carol and me sixteen years ago. At the time, Carol was seven and she took care of my anytime my mom left the house. We had a close relationship. When she contacted me a few weeks ago, my heart jumped with joy - I was so happy that she remembered me. She asked me to convince mom to come too, but unfortunately, it didn’t work out.

I snapped out of my train of thoughts when I noticed the small girl started crying. Her knee was bleeding, as she was pushed by a man in a suit. He knocked her to the ground and didn’t even bother to turn around and see if the girl was okay or not. The man had his guards around him.

What a rude guy!

I saw people give way for him to get through.

Before I knew it, I was getting down from the Taxi, if no one bothered to put that rude man in his place, then I think I should!

"Hey!" I yelled, walking over to him quickly, "Hey!" I yelled even louder this time.

I groaned in annoyance, increasing my pace even more. Finally, I caught up to the guy and pushed him from behind. He jerked forward, making his friends angrily glare at me. I have to admit that I was starting to feel scared, but I still stood my ground. People looked at me with pity, shaking their heads. What was going on? Why is everyone acting so weird? Who is this guy, anyway?

"Leave it." the man finally acknowledged my presence, as he turned around slowly. I raised my brows at him and was about to lash out until I saw his face. Wow. I did everything in my power to stop my jaw from dropping. He looked dashingly handsome in his dark shades.

Did I just push a god?

What are you doing Kim! Stand your ground, give this pretty boy what he deserves.

"Who do you think you are? You can't just knock down a little girl without saying sorry! I demand you apologize to her now!" I said to him sternly.

He slowly took off his glasses and handed it to one of his minions, looking over at me.

"And why would I do that?" He asked, without any emotion in his voice.

I was beginning to feel intimidated. "W-well, it's wrong! You have to apologize to the kid and her mom." I said.

He scoffed and looked around for a couple of seconds. A small crowd was beginning to form. Why weren't they supporting me in this? Didn't they see what just happened?

"I'm not doing anything, so why don't you turn around and head back to wherever you crawled out from." His voice was scaringly calm and his face still showed no emotion.

"You know, I used to think that people like you only existed in movies, but now I can see that you’re so much worse.”

He still remained expressionless. "Are you done?" He asked me.

"No I'm not! You really are full of yourself, aren't you? You need to take responsibility for your mistakes and apologize to the kid, don't you see she's hurt?"

"She seems okay." He said. "Now are you done?"

I was stunned by this, I took a quick look at the little girl to see that she was still sobbing and her mom was telling her to keep quiet.

"I can't believe this, you're such an idiot." I didn't know what else to say. "You have no common courtesy! Not even a little, just because you're rich doesn't mean you can trample on the poor."

He cocked a brow. "Do you need money? Is that what this is about" He asked me.

I fumed. "What is that supposed to mean?"

He simply shrugged, his face blank.

"You're such a rude inconsiderate bast-"

"I guess you're done." He took his shades back and slid them back on. He turned and began to walk away.

"Hey! Stop being a coward and apologize to the kid!" I dared to say.

He stopped and turned around. This time, when he took off his glasses, his eyes were filled with rage.

"You watch what you say to me." His voice was deep and full of anger.

I moved closer, standing in front of the so-called pretty boy. "Or what? What. Will. You. Do?"

Ohhh no... What are you doing Kim?

And in a quick instant, my feet were off the ground. I realized one of the guards had swept me up with his rough hands.

"Wh-what are you doing?!!! Put me down!!! Now!!!" I yelled.

I threw weak punches at his back as we moved further away from the little girl. "Put me down! Put me down this instant!"

We stopped our struggle too, as a man opened to the door the limo. And in a quick second, I was thrown into it, and the door was slammed shut.

No! What's going on?

In a panic, I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. What is happening?

"Let me out!" I screamed, punching the tinted window. "Let me out, you psychos!!!" I noticed pretty boy sliding into another limo.

And we began to move.

"Help! Somebody help me please! Somebody help!!!!" I yelled through the window. And instead of helping, everyone minded their own business as if nothing was happening. What is going on in this town? Why is no one saying anything?

Fear began to rise in my chest.

What have I gotten myself into?

02

Kimberly's POV

Did we just arrive at a castle?

I tried my best to keep calm and not show my admiration for the massive building in front of me. But, that wasn’t working out too well... This place was even bigger than my father’s entire estate. Who is this guy?

"Move!" A guard pushed me forward. I had totally forgotten that I was surrounded by his massive bodyguards.

The sound of an approaching vehicle made me turn around. I took sight of the limo which had harbored the pretty boy.

He came out.

His suit hugged his body in all the right places. He walked with such pride and confidence, that you could tell his ego was just as big as this mansion.

He made his way over inside the house, without even looking my way.

"Hey!" I yelled.

He stopped and turned around to look at me. I took quick angry steps towards him. "What is the meaning of this? Are you trying to kidnap me?" I asked him impatiently, with anger rising in my voice.

He stared at me blankly.

I couldn't really see his eyes because of his sunglasses, so I took the liberty of taking them off - and snapping them in two.

I wanted to annoy him and for him to let me go.

I threw the broken glasses to his chest and watched as his eyes grew dark in annoyance. I mean, he’s getting pretty irritated already so he’ll probably let me go soon enough.

Or will he?

"I asked you a question, pretty boy!"

I saw the way his jaw clenched tightly.

"Earlier on, you dared me... You wanted to know what I was capable of doing and now you’ve gotten your answer... You'll have to bear the burden of living with-"

"And who are you to make that decision? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm someone who can break your father with just a snap of my fingers... I'm someone who can bring down the Thompson empire in just a blink of an eye... I'm someone who can do whatever I want!"

My eyes widened.

"How did you-"

"I know everything, and I also know that you're going to be spending the next two weeks here. Those are the consequences for you disrespecting me."

I gave a mocking laugh. This guy is insane if he really thinks that's what's going to happen.

"I'm not staying here with you - over my dead body. You're such an arrogant-"

"It's not up to you. If you disagree, your family will suffer and your sister won’t carry on with her stupid wedding."

"So you’re a stalker then?"

"I'm not. I just wanted to know the girl who was stupid enough to challenge me."

"Why are you doing this? What do you get out of this?"

"You’ll earn my respect. I couldn't just let you go after your little stunt... There were too many eyes watching us... I have to teach you a good lesson so that the others know what happens if they decide to challenge me. You made a huge mistake coming out of that taxi."

Wait… how did he know I came out of the taxi? He wasn't even looking my way.

I need to get out of here.

I turned around to find six guards with stone cold faces standing right in front of me. The heck?

"Move." The one in the middle growled in a deep, intimidating tone.

With a sigh, I walked in the same direction as pretty boy. Soon enough, I found myself in the most massive and beautiful, perfectly furnished sitting room I've ever seen. I looked up in awe. My eyes met the glass-like ceiling. But wait - am I seeing things? I thought I saw something shaped like a fish pass by. There was a reflection of beautiful sea animals all over the cei- wait a minute….

I looked at the floor.

Holy...

What the-

I thought I was hallucinating - but the floor, in fact, was an aquarium. There were so many beautiful fish swimming under my feet. It freaked me out at first until I realized this was a huge aquarium that was built into the ground.

I’ve never seen anything like this...

"Don't just stand there like a fool." Pretty boy's voice broke through my thoughts.

I looked up to meet a blank-faced pretty boy, watching me with irritation.

"I wouldn’t think for you to be a wildlife lover," I said.

"Shut up-" he was going to snap back with something, but a guard interrupted.

"Sir Daniel, the lady's luggage just arrived."

Luggage?

I turned to find my luggage behind me.

"Thank you, you can leave." Daniel, the pretty boy, muttered.

Is he serious?

"Listen here... Daniel. I'm not staying with you! I demand you let me go now or I'll call the cops." I told him.

"You can try. But before you do, I want you to remember that I have your father's wealth at my mercy! So think before you act. And besides, I am the cops. You really don't know what you've gotten yourself into."

"You're doing all this because I spoke the truth!" I yelled.

With long strides, he walked up to me and grabbed my neck.

"No. One. Speaks to me in that manner. No. One." He snarled.

"Well, I'm not no one! I'm Kimberly Thompson! I stand for the truth! And I'm not going to let you hold me here against my will!"

He scoffed and let go of my neck.

"I can see you have a lot of pride in you... But let me tell you something. I'll be the one who sucks all that pride out of you, leaving you dry."

My eyes widened. What did he mean by that?

"Greta!" He yelled. Instantly, one of the maids came rushing in.

"Yes, sir." She said softly.

"Clear a room in one of the barns. She'll be taking care of the horses."

What?!

"You can't do that!"

"Watch me. Dorothy, take her luggage to her new room and hand her a work uniform."

"You're a psychopath! I won't be your slave! You're such a rich spoiled brat that thinks he can get away with anything! Just wait until I get out of this place! And when I do, I'll sue you and watch your stupid ego fade to nothing." I retorted, blazing with anger.

His eyes went dark, as I watched his jaw clench. He had a mischievous look on his face… what was he up to?

"Wait, Dorothy!" He yelled after the maid. Dorothy came running back with my luggage. "I've had a change of heart."

I sighed with relief. Thank God. I can’t believe I finally managed to get through to him.

"Take her luggage to my room. She'll be sleeping there. With me. On the same bed."

My eyes widened even more. "What?!!!"

He shot a satisfied evil smirk my way.

I stood there and watched him walk away.

As always, my big mouth never fails to dig myself a deeper hole.

03

Kimberly's POV

"Wait."

I said to Dorothy, who had helped me unpack against my own will. She stopped right at the door and turned to me, I could see that she felt very bad for me, but I needed answers and I was gonna get them.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Just call me Kim," I told her. "I need to know who this Daniel is, who is your boss really?" I asked her.

She raised her brows and gave me a small smile.

"Sir Daniel is everything. If you really want to know more about him, you can check the internet, there are so many interviews and stories about him."

"I don't want to rely on the internet... I need something real... I need to know what I've gotten myself into. Is he going to kill me?"

"No- of course not, Sir Daniel is all things but a killer."

I gave a sigh of relief at that.

"He's just a really busy man that demands respect and orderliness. I've said all I could, if you really want to know the Sir, you need to check the internet or ask him. I'll be back up to call you for dinner... You need to freshen up."

"I don't want to stay here." I sounded defeated.

"I'm afraid it's not your choice. I'll inform you when dinner is ready." She gave me a small smile and walked out, closing the huge door behind her.

Immediately, I brought out my laptop and began to find anything I could, I just glanced through different articles about him.

Daniel Martinez. The youngest CEO in Orlando, one of the richest man in the world, he was known for his good looks and intelligence- there have been some rumors of him being part of a royal family- explains the castle-like mansion. There was actually no rumor about him ever dating anyone, but there was a small issue about him having an affair with a married woman, Ashley Jones. The wife of a competing company.

There were also some talks about him being the most ruthless man to ever exist- it was apparent that people feared him.

He was also an important person in Orlando, he bought so many companies here, including the Thompson empire. No wonder he threatened me with so much confidence! There was also a complaint issued against him, but the cops didn't pursue him, seeing that he was stinking rich and could buy the whole sheriff station and their loyalty.

"I am the cops." That's why he was so sure of himself!

Immediately, the door opened and a male worker came in... Grabbing my laptop and the purse where my phone was.

"What do you think you're doing?" I stood up and rushed to the worker who was already making his way to the door without an explanation.

"You're not allowed to use any device. These will be returned to you after 14 days." The man said.

"What! You can't do that!!!"

"It's the orders." He simply said and then he rushed out of the room like he was afraid to stay any longer.

Why didn't I just call home? I was free for some minutes to call home, instead of doing that, I went surfing the freaking internet. "I'm so stupid!"

I looked around the room, it was huge, with a king sized bed in the room and a huge couch at the side.

I can't let myself be trampled on like this! I'll stay here and wait for him to come inside his room, that bastard is going to get an ear full from me.

In the meantime, I walked to a huge door which I suppose was the entrance to the bathroom. Opening it, my eyes widened and my jaw dropped! This was another paradise! There was an area for a gigantic shower bath, there was also an area for a bathtub bath, and in that same bathroom, there was an area for a jacuzzi tub!!! What the actual heaven?!! I was impressed by this, I mean, who wouldn't be?

I really felt like having a bath but- no, I won't let myself get comfortable. I shut the door.

I won't let this house impress me so much! I'm going to stand my ground, and I'm going to get out of here. No matter what.

I paced in the room for what seemed like hours, thinking of ways to get out of here. Whatever Daniel had planned for me, I don't want to get to know it- in fact, I don't want to think about it.

Something told me that whatever He was planning wasn't good, he said something about using me to pulp! Did he mean that sexually? Fear began to rise in my chest, I haven't been that intimate with a man before, my boyfriend; Andrew and I never really had any intimate moment, maybe it was because we were too busy with work, all we ever did was kiss and hold hands- boring, I know, but I loved him, that was all that mattered right?

Although I'd always imagine myself having sex and more with him, but they were all just imaginations.  Andrew would be trying to reach me now, God, I have to get my phone!

The sound of the door opening made me turn around, I saw Daniel, walking in, he looked quite different from earlier, his hair was a little bit wet and he had changed into casual wear. He looked really hot, I could feel my stomach jumping and my pulse raising with awareness.

"Why are you still in the same clothes?" He asked me.

I folded my hands to my chest and glared at him. "You must really be a fool to think that I've finally given up! I'm not staying here with you, I want to go home now!"

"Seriously? I didn't think you'd be this difficult." He said with a blank expression.

"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, pretty boy! I will not rest until I get out of here, and I don't appreciate the fact that you rid me of my devices, that was so uncalled for!"

"It's the rules."

"Screw the rules!"

His eyes widened, “I didn't know you speak so bluntly- for a well cultured, innocent church girl, you have a big mouth, I hope you can size me up."

My jaw dropped low when I took note of what he was implying. "You are such a pervert! I would never-"

"Trust me, you'd never want to stop when you start."

"Stop this madness! I'll never suck you off! Never ever ever! Get that Into your thick head!"

"Why? It's not like you haven't done it before, you have a boyfriend, right? Andrew?"

"You really are a stalker! And for your info, Andrew and I haven't-" I stopped myself before I could say something I'd probably regret. "Haven't been that intimate." I completed.

"And you really expect me to believe that?" He asked, amusement was obviously gracing his words.

"You can think whatever you want, pretty boy! All I know is, I will never put my mouth on your stupid dk!"

He scoffed, "You can lie to yourself, Babe" He made his way slowly to me, "But I know what I know." He continued to move closer and closer.

I took a few steps back until my back was against the wall, he began to close the distance between us. My heart was beating so hard in my chest and my skin was getting strange chills.

Why the heck am I feeling giddy all over?

He leaned in and his lips grazed the lower part of my neck and it felt really good, Andrew never did that to me- what are you thinking? Are you seriously comparing your kidnapper to your sweet boyfriend? My whole body was aware of our heated closeness and it made me feel things at my lower belly, things that made me feel so fudging stupid and dirty! What the heck are you thinking Kim! Push him away! Push him away now!

But I couldn't, some stupid part in me wanted to feel everything he was doing- what happened to the thoughts of running away? What happened to the thoughts of standing my ground?

"I've been thinking of ways to punish you for what you did. Looking at you, you don't seem to be affected by house chores or other physical embarrassing punishment, but then I thought? What would bruise a well-cultured church girl to the core? What would break her? What would make her so unhappy and vulnerable? So I decided to change things, I decided to punish you emotionally. So, this is going to be your punishment."

His lips grazed my neck softly until he raised his head slowly and look me dead in the eye, my mouth went so dry, I had no words to retort back to him, for the first time in my life, I was speechless. "But I promise," he continued. "You'll leave here as a sex craved, not so innocent church girl, and guess what?" He smirked.

"You'll have to get prepared, cause I have just 14 days to fulfill these punishments."

04

Kimberly's POV

I didn't go down for dinner.

Like I said, I didn't want to feel comfortable, so I just stayed in Daniel's room, standing by the window and thinking of what tonight holds for me.

After Daniel's threats, he left the room and told me to come down for dinner, well, me being me, I didn't listen, I just glared at him remaining quiet. My words had left me earlier and my body still reacted to the way he spoke to me...

My body still reacted to his raw words and closeness.

I ran my hands up and down my arm, trying to keep myself warm.

How do I get out of here? Is Daniel really going to hold me down against my will? Will my sister be worried about me? My mom? Dad? Andrew?

Will I even be able to attend Carol's Wedding? Her wedding was supposed to be six days from now... How will I be able to attend it?

Am I seriously going to stay here with Daniel? For 14 days?

Is he seriously going to do all those things to me? Will I let him?

God, I have to get out of here! I have to leave this heck hole!

But how?

There are guards everywhere? I'll never make it to the stairs! Or even out the door!

I bit my nails as I paced slowly back and forth.

My stomach grumbled... "No! Not now stomach! You should not be hungry! You have to be patient, we'll get out of here soon enough and I'll feed you... I promise."

Oh, this is sooo not happening.

"Did you ever have a mental record?" A voice echoed from behind me.

I turned to find Daniel, raising a brow at me. When did he come in?

"What kind of a question is that?"

"You were talking to yourself... I just wanted to know if I kidnapped a psycho..."

"I am not a psychopath. I'm normal... And I don't appreciate you calling me one!"

He sighed and moved to another corner of the room. "Why do you always have to yell?" His voice resounded around the room.

I wonder what he was doing?

"Ever considered the fact that it's because I don't want to be here?" I retorted.

He came out and I had to do a double take on him... He was wearing black sweat pants and a black shirt was in his hands which actually means that he was currently shirtless, and holy heck, boy he was gorgeous... Like he had the perfect body and all other manly features!

I tried to stop myself from staring, but I couldn't, he was just so beautiful.

"Why do I feel like you're about to rape me?" Daniel's voice broke me out of my trance.

I looked away immediately as my cheeks burned from embarrassment.

"Oh, it's okay... You don't need to feel embarrassed... I'm all yours to touch... For 14 days though. Not many people have the opportunity you have." He said.

"Really? You don't have to be so full of yourself."

His face remained expressionless. "Whatever... Why didn't you come downstairs for dinner? You disobeyed me."

"Well, I'll let you know that I won't be eating anything until you let me go," I said, crossing my hands over my chest.

"Listen, Babe. I hate disobedience... There's always a punishment for that. A fatal one." His voice was dark and hard.

I gulped.

"I don't care... I know you're just bluffing- guys like you don't always go after girls Iike me." I said.

"That's correct- you're actually nothing to look at."

I felt myself go red with anger at his words. "So why don't you just let me go!"

"Well, maybe that's because I want to show you what happens when you mess with me! Or maybe it's because you had the guts to stand up to me in public. Maybe it's because I feel like keeping you here. But trust me, you can leave if you want to... Just know that your sister would never ever get married and your father would never be able to boast of a single dollar... Or, you'll not even have a business to go back to!"

"You're a bastard."

"I know." He said, walking to the bed and lying down on his side. "So, why don't you be a good girl and come to bed."

"Never will I ever sleep in the same bed as you!" I gritted out.

"Too bad you don't have a choice- or, you can just stand there and I'll start making some calls, I'm sure your mother would be able to find a new place by tomorrow." He threatened.

This bastard.

With a loud huff, I walked to the bed and got under the covers beside him, making sure to leave enough distance between us while I stared at the ceiling with a frown on my face.

"Do you know that so many women would kill to be where you are right now?" He asked.

"Well, I'm not them." I retorted.

Suddenly, he was on top of me. I fought him but he was stronger. "What the heck are you doing?!!! Get off me!!!"

"Shut up!" His hand tightened around my wrist as he tried to position them above my head and soon enough, I got tired of struggling.

"Please... Please leave me alone." My voice came out soft and defeated.

He was quiet for some time, just staring at me. "Why the heck do you have to be so stubborn? I expected you to be the shy, too- scared- to- talk church girl... But here you are, talking like you're in control of the whole situation."

"Sorry to burst your bubbles, pretty boy,  I won't just stand back and watch you taunt me! Now, I'm begging you to get off me." I said, my voice was shaky but it managed to sound determined.

I was feeling quite uncomfortable with our current position, my body was reacting strangely to it and I don't like it one bit... Or do I?

"Now you're begging me to get off... But I give you three days, you'll be the one begging me to get on."

"In your dreams." I retorted.

"Don't piss me off, Babe. I hate the way you talk to me-"

"Expect to get more of that, Pretty boy... As long as I'm held captive in this house, I'll make your life miserable, I'll make you regret why you ever kidnap me! I'll make your life a living breathing heck!!! You don't know what you've gotten yourself into." I threatened- although I knew it was a long shot but- I still know how to frustrate people.

"You may think you have a say in all this- but I promise you- I'll make you lose all your words! I'll make you suffer and beg! I will-"

"Blah blah blah- you've said it all before," I smirked.

He practically growled. "Don't push me."

"If I don't, you'll let me stay here longer. If I do, you'll get tired and let me go."

"Is that what you think?"

"It's what I know." I smiled sweetly at him.

"Well, I guess I'll have to double your punishment! If you speak harshly to me, or retort back or even think of escaping! You'll be here for 30 days! And I'll not hesitate to make your mother homeless and jobless! Same goes for your dad and sister!"

I bit back the harsh response at the tip of my tongue, but it was pushing itself out. "You're a demon!" I gritted out.

He let out a heart-stopping smirk. "Trust me, I'm way worse than one."

05

Daniel's POV

"Fire all of them!"

My voice was audible enough for all the men in my office to hear, I could see that they were all shivering and scared. That's exactly what my presence does to people.

Some people. A voice in my head echoed, and so help me god, that voice was speaking the truth... Kimberly Thompson, the daughter of that scumbag who I loathe so much.

I had to admit, at first when I saw Kimberly, I thought she was Her, the striking resemblance of those two still baffled till this day... Any time I looked at Kimberly, I saw the eyes of the woman who captured my heart in her hands and squeezed it till it was moist.

The woman who I almost sacrificed everything for.

The woman who still had my heart in her palms.

Yesterday, when Kimberly stood up to me,  I saw the same fire in her eyes, I saw the same attitude, not exactly the same though- Kimberly was meeker than Her.

But still, I can't help but see her in Kimberly... I guess I still held a grudge on the Thompson's and that was why I was taking it out on the poor church girl...

I looked up on Kimberly Thompson, every single little thing about her. I knew thatMark had another daughter, but I've never met her.

I knew holding Kimberly down was not entirely necessary, but I don't know why I did it, all I wanted was revenge, all I wanted was to seeMark beg to get his daughter back, all I wanted was to punish the both of them, by making Kimberly suffer.

The poor girl shouldn't have gotten down from that friggin taxi, now she'll have to pay for the sins of her loved ones.

I'll go through with my punishments, I'll make sure Kimberly Thompson lose all the pride in her, I'll break her family by breaking her.

But what if they don't really care about her? Wouldn't that be unjust?

"Sir..."

It doesn't matter, all that matters is that I would finally get my revenge and it would be a smooth one.

"Sir?"

She'll never see it coming, she broke my heart into thousands of tiny pieces that were difficult to pick up... She destroyed me, made me cut all ties with my family- she used me, but now, now I'll get my final payback.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Taking her father's company wasn't enough, this time- this time I would take revenge on his daughter- I'll make sure he doesn't do anything about it!

"Sir?"

Kimberly Thompson, there was something different about her, something challenging, I knew it wouldn't be easy to endure these 14 days with her, but I also know her in a kind of way, she was a church girl, the kind who believed in -marriage- before- sex... She was a kind of girl who wouldn't let anyone over ride her, she was strong willed and determined- but that was all on the outside...

On the inside, she was just like Her, soft like pillows, a naive angel who does good things, it was really going to be easy to break her...

"Sir."

But would that sate my thirst for revenge? Would destroying the life of an innocent woman stop me from loving Her? Will I ever stop loving her?

"MR. Daniel!"

I jumped immediately at the sound of my name. I turned to glare at the men In front of me.

"What are you all still doing in my office?! I told you to fire them all! I don't like the way my stocks are decreasing-"

"Sir it's just a quarter percent decrease- it may be due to the-"

I stood up immediately, making the man halt his sentence. "You dare interrupt me... Quarter percent, you say it like it's nothing! I do not want to lose a single dollar! I need you to fire. Them. All."

"Sir, they are over 40 workers, they have families- I'm pretty sure it was a simple misunderstanding." The man dared to say- his voice was still shaky.

I nodded my head thoughtfully and stared at the five most trusted men I had in my organization. "OK, why don't we do it this way-" I straightened my suit. "Fire all of them, and why you're at it- you all can fire yourselves, I don't want to see your faces in my company- in fact, any of my companies. Now. Get. Out."

Their eyes widened in shock as they looked at each other... "But sir-"

"One more word and you all will never ever get any job interview till you're six feet under." I threatened- meaning everything I said, I had the power to do that, trust me.

They showed themselves out of my office as they murmured within themselves.

When they left, I called my secretary. "Nancy, my office! Now!"

Within seconds, she came rushing in. "Yes sir." She said.

"I need to you recruit 50 workers from our New York branch, make sure they resume tomorrow-"

"Yes, sir." She turned to leave.

"Wait."

"Yes sir?"

"Any news about her?"

"Not really sir, the men following her reported that she just went shopping with her fiancee," Nancy said.

Anger pumped widely through my veins.

"Does she know about Kimberly?" I asked Nancy.

"Not yet sir, she spent the night at her fiancee's apartment, I'm pretty sure if she goes back to the Thompson estate, she'd know about it," Nancy said.

"OK... Get back to work."

"Yes sir." Nancy turned to leave.

"Wait." I stopped her again, I heard her groan a little, but I decided to ignore it.

"Yes, sir?"

"Not a word about my recent doings to my mom or Ronald... Or I'll kill you- I promise," I said, trying to sound as strict as possible- but I knew she'll never take it seriously.

"Sure sir." She turned to leave again.

"Wait," I called again.

She turned slowly and as hard as she tried to hide the obvious glare on her face, it was impossible.

"Yes, sir." She said the 'sir' with gritted teeth.

"Nothing... You may leave." I said, raising my brow in a sly way as she groaned louder this time and left, not without slamming the door harshly.

I let out a light chuckle...

So here's the thing- Nancy and I were what you could consider as buddies, she was in a relationship with my best friend, Ronald, and sometimes, we all would hang out at my mom's house or at Nancy's apartment, well, sometimes.

Nancy was being all respective and all because she lost to a bet.

She'll have to be all assistant-ish, for a month or else, she'd give up all her photos of Ryan White; I knew Nancy a lot, she wouldn't give up her collection even if a knife was to her throat.

In all, Nancy was a friend who advised me times without number to leave the Thompson's alone.

But it was impossible, my heart still aches for her... The woman who stole my hard cold heart, the woman who made me open up to the world...

I knew that no matter what happened, I'll never forget her, even though she gets married and forget all about me, I would never forget her, the woman who captured my heart only to shatter it.

06

Kimberly's POV

Day 1

I don't think I can do this.

So, this was my first day in this castle-like mansion and guess what? I'm fed up, hungry, sad, tired and mostly- bored!!!

I woke up to an empty bed space, I guess Daniel had left for work very early, now here I am, all alone and fudging hungry.

It's not like I missed that bastard- for all I know, I wished him death- yes, you heard me! Death, that man is too ruthless to live in this world.

I knew there was no fighting this, I knew I would never escape from Daniel so easily, that was why I had my bath in his heaven-like bathtub and changed into clean clothes.

Oh screw this!

I opened the door and stepped out of Daniel's room, I was invited with the strong sweet aroma of Sushi, my favorite Japanese dish! Coupled with two men with fitted black suits, gracing me with their strong glares.

"Relax- I'm just hungry, I want to eat- in the kitchen- or dining table- whatever," I muttered out.

Their glares softened a little as they allowed me through.

I gave them strange looks, making my way to God knows where, all I did was follow the strong sweet aroma and finally, I was met with the most lovely sight... The kitchen was huge, well furnished and beautiful, maids were almost everywhere, preparing this and making that.

My eyes scanned the kitchen forDorothy, the woman who helped me unpack-

"Kim?"

I turned immediately and a smile met with my face, "Greta." I said.

"I was just about to call you down for breakfast... And here you are." She smiled too.

"I hate to admit it but- I'm really hungry and need food like A.S.A.P." I said, meaning every single word that fell from my lips.

"Come on- your food is set already. Sir Daniel told me to make sure you had enough since you refused to eat last night."Dorothy said.

When we reached the dining table, my eyes popped out, the food on the table graced my sight... I was literally drooling, the table was set perfectly and it increased my appetite, immediately, I slipped into the nearest chair and scooped different kind of dishes into my plate- but trust me, the Sushi was more visible.

"God, you have no idea how- wait, did Daniel really tell you that?" I asked, my mind suddenly going back to what she said earlier.

"Yes." She smiled.

So, he wasn't that bad... Good to know, maybe I should remove the death part from the- list -of -things- I -want- to- befall- Daniel.

Without further ado, I dug into the delicious delicacy in front of me.

I know this is cheap of me, considering the fact that I was so determined earlier, I was ready to stay hungry until I get my freedom, but come on- can you do that?

I love my food, I love my eating habits, so that's why I've decided, I'm going to eat till my full.

Back in New York, I loved cooking and eating, My mom and I enjoyed our job because that was actually all we had.

My dad never bothered to call to see how I was fairing but I do get texts from Carol once a week, she would tell me that my dad misses me a lot.

But trust me, if he did, he would have called. Wouldn't he?

I tried to convince my mom several times to date, but no- she wouldn't listen, my biggest bet was that she still loved my dad so much and she wasn't ever ready to move on. Carol told me that dad never bothered to move on too.

There might still be hope for them. Right?

Why am I thinking of this again?

After so many moments of scooping, eating and drinking, I was satisfied and finally refreshed.

The last time I felt like this was when Andrew made breakfast for me, he surprised me on my birthday and did what no one had ever done for me, I loved him so much and I miss him too- I can't imagine how worried he would be.

I knew Andrew cares deeply for me, just the same way I care about him. We were soulmates, even a seer confirmed it, I really have to find my way out of this mansion, even if I can't do that, I would have to find a way to call him... To let him know of my current situation.

But I think that's absolutely impossible.

"Thanks, Dorothy. I'll never forget this day." I told her.

All she did was chuckled and told other maids to clear the table, I guess she was the head maid or something.

I stood up and made my way out of the dining room to the direction of the sitting room. This house was really huge, even the smallest thing in the house was huge.

Christ.

Just sitting in the couch seemed like I wasn't welcome, everything was intimidating, guards and workers here and there just stole glances at me.

"Hi."

I turned immediately, now standing face to face with another hot guy- his eyes were the perfect shade of emerald green..  the man was utterly beautiful.

"Hi," I said to him.

"You must be Kimberly, am I right?" He asked with a bright smile on his face.

I swallowed. "Yes, but you can call me Kim, Kimberly's a mouthful," I said.

He chuckled. "No, I think it's alluring."

Heat ran straight up my cheek. "Sorry, who are you again?"

He stretched out his hand for a handshake, I wanted to return it but immediately, he took my hands in his and kissed my knuckles. "Anthony." He said.

My mouth went dry at his gesture. "Anthony, nice to meet you."

He gave a charming smile. "I'm Daniel's friend- more like a frenemy, half brother, crap like that."

"Oh- you're his brother-"

"Half-Brother- I heard about you- I think what Daniel did to you is unjust, I'm here to right his wrong, you shouldn't be held for something you know nothing about," Anthony said.

I raised my brows at him.

"Excuse me? I don't follow-" I said.

"Oh, you don't know? Your last name is Thompson, right?"

"Yes. Is there something I should know?"

"NO!"

I jumped at the sound of Daniel's voice, I turned immediately to see him glaring at me then at Anthony, then to our hands that were held together.

Immediately, I took my hands away from Anthony's and swallowed hard.

What was he doing home so early? Why did he come home?

He took a fast pace to me and grabbed my hands in his, pulling me away from Anthony.

I jumped a little when Daniel yelled again.

"What. the. heck, are you doing in my house?!"

07

Daniel's POV

 "What. The. heck, are you doing in my house?!" I practically growled out.

There was no word to describe the anger that was boiling inside of me. Seeing Anthony was something I never ever liked, ever since we were kids. Anthony took my happiness away from me, Anthony and his money-obsessed mother.

I've never hated anyone the way I hated Anthony.

"Chill bro... Don't forget it's also my place, and I can go and come the way I like." Anthony said in his usual calm and collected voice, which seemed to have increased the anger boiling inside of me.

"You have no place here! Get out Anthony, stop testing my patience." My grip tightened.

"Ouch, you're hurting me," Kimberly said from behind me.

I turned to find my hands circling her wrist, when did I hold her? And why?

"Come on Daniel, let go of her," Anthony said.

I whipped my head back to his direction and sent him the most sinister glare I could put on. "What do you want Anthony?"

"Let her go- she has nothing to do with this, you can't just-"

"It's none of your business Anthony."

Anthony smirked. "We both know it is- we both know why you're doing this. Come on, leave Kim alone- grow up and get over it okay?"

"Daniel, you're hurting me," Kimberly said again.

"Just shut up!" I said to her and turned to Anthony again. "I won't say this again-"

"Fine- I'll leave," He smirked at me and turned to Kimberly. "See you some other time, Kimberly.". He winked at her and left the mansion.

I turned to look at Kimberly to find her blushing at Anthony irritating gesture towards her.

 

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Kimberly's POV

I felt the heat rush up to my cheeks.

The way Daniel held my wrist in a possessive manner, made me want to blush out of the world, I tried to fight the heat from running up my cheek, but it was impossible- that little act of his was killing me.

What are you thinking Kim? You're supposed to hate this guy, not blush because of him. You have a boyfriend, a boyfriend that is worried out of the world about you, get your thoughts straight.

Daniel is a bad pretty boy! Bad bad!!!

He pulled me forward, making me run after him, cause his pace was really fast. "Where are you taking me?! Let me go!"

We climbed up the stairs, I stumbled from time to time but he didn't care, all he did was pulled me along with him.

Finally, he pushed open an unfamiliar door and threw me inside, he came in too and closed the door behind him. His breathing was hard, there was a little bit of frustration mixed with anger in his eyes.

"What is your problem?" I asked, rubbing my already bruised wrist.

"My problem is that you don't ever listen to me!"

What? "What did I do?" I asked him.

He was quiet for a bit before he said. "Look, you're not to talk to Anthony, ever again- you get it? I don't want you to even look at him- not even a glance."

I was taken aback by what he said.  "No." I simply said.

He glared at me. "Did you just say no to me?"

 I glared back at him. "I knew you were deaf," my lips formed a smirk, something I rarely do. "Yes Daniel... I did, I said no to you- I'm not going to listen to you- I'll talk and see whoever I want to, and you're not gonna do anything about it!"

Suddenly, he grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled me to him.

"Daniel! You're hurting me!" I tried to get free of his grip but he didn't budge, this bastard wanted to pull my hair out of my scalp!

My body pressed against his. "Don't ever forget one thing, Kimberly, I own you- all of you, and I hate sharing what's mine."

My name rolled off his lips like sweet honey, making my body react strangely to our closeness. "I'm nobody's property, so stop saying you own me! Don't ever think that I would let you claim me! I have a boyfriend-"

"Please- do you really think Andrew likes you? You don't want to know what he is doing right now."

 "Let go of my hair Daniel!" I tried to pull away from his grip but it tightened more. "Ahhh!" I winced... Feeling my eyes sting a little.

"Shut up! Do you think this is all a joke? I don't want to see you close to Anthony! That's final!"

"And like I said, I'll see whoever the fudge I want to!" I retorted with a yell.

 He paused for a second, just staring at me, then with a hard push, he let me go, I stumbled a little but I kept my balance.

He turned away from me and raked his hands through his hair.

 I stopped for a moment to check out my surroundings, it looked like an office, there were shelf's filled with books and a huge chair in front of a long wide table.

Definitely a study.

I looked over at Daniel again, he still had his back to me. I wonder what he might be thinking about?

 

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Daniel's POV

She wasn't as innocent as I thought.

Not even a little bit.

The girl had the guts to practically tell me that she was going to see Anthony, maybe not just see him- screw him!

 Anthony had the habit of taking whatever I had in my possession, I wonder why he never wanted me to be happy, I wonder why he goes after things that I call mine.

Not that I cared for Kimberly or anything... I only care about one person, I only love one person and I was quite sure that no one would be able to take her place.

But still, how can Anthony do such a thing to her?

And Kimberly, she just wants to defy me in any possible way she can... I'll have to teach her a lesson, something that would keep her mouth shut when I shout at her.

But what?

What can I do to begin with her punishment? What can I do to make her know that I meant everything I said to her?

I turned to face her direction, her eyes were also pinned on me, I studied her a bit.

She was pretty, no doubt about that. Her long black full hair was shiny and soft, her full lips were set in a straight line and her eyes were filled with loathe. It was exactly the same way- same way She looked at me, the last time I saw Her.

 God, how much I miss that woman, how much I dream of her every night, she gave me the most blissful dreams, I missed her touch, her scent, her smile, face... I missed every single little thing about Her.

Does she miss me? Does she miss me as much as I miss her? Does she even think of me? Does she recall our memories together? Does she regret the fact that she cheated on me?

What was I thinking? How can she possibly regret what she did to me? How? She did it without any remorse, she told me she was with me all because of him! She broke me to tiny freaking pieces!

Now it's payback time! It's time for them to pay for what they did to me!

Sorry Kimberly, you're involved in this as much as anyone tries to convince you that you're not.

 Anger flowed through my veins as an idea popped into my head- my eyes raked Kimberly's body from head to toe.

When she caught me staring, she wrapped her arms around herself cautiously.

A sinister smirk played its way to my lips as I said.

"Take off your clothes."

08

Kimberly's POV

"Excuse me?"

Did I hear well? Did Daniel just ask me to take off my clothes? Probably not... He wouldn't do that, would he? He wouldn't let me embarrass myself, would he?

Maybe I didn't hear well.

"You heard me! Take off your clothes, don't waste my time- we don't have all day." He seethed out.

My eyes widened - I did hear well, Daniel wanted me to strip naked, why would I do that? Why would he even think that I would listen to him?

"Are you crazy? I'm not gonna do that?" Disbelief laced my words.

Daniel came dangerously close to me, making me take two steps back, my heart hammered dangerously against my ribcage.

"I'll count to five," his intense angry eyes pierced my skin. "If you don't oblige, I promise you will never attend a wedding, instead, a funeral." He threatened...

Oh my God, what did he mean by that? Is he capable of killing my sister? I gulped hard, staring at his bloodthirsty eyes, yes- yes he is!

But how can I strip naked in front of him? Where would my dignity go? No man, I repeat, no man has ever seen me naked.

"I can't do it," I answered in a shaky voice.

"What did you say?!"

"I can't do it! I won't do it!" I yelled back at him.

He nodded his head like he was reconsidering, not until... "One." He began to count.

I held my shirt tightly to my chest, shaking in fear, why is this happening to me? God, I need your help, please send a helper!

"Two!"

I jumped in fear, did he really mean it, will he murder my sister? What if he had it in his power to do it? What am I thinking? He has it in his power to do it!

"Three!"

I jumped again, clutching my shirt to my chest tightly- what if I put my sister's life in danger by not doing this? She could die! This bastard could kill her, look at him! He could kill anyone!

"Four!" He snarled out this time, making me gulp down hard.

No one has to see right? It's just him, no one else, I have to do this- I have to do this for Carol, if I don't, he could kill her, or maybe even me.

"Fiv-"

"OK! Okay- I'll do it..." I cried out, feeling bitter tears drop down my cheeks.

He cocked a brow at me and folded his arms to his chest, watching me. "Well, go on!"

"Why are you doing this? What do you get out of this?" I asked, feeling my eyes sting.

"Well, for one, I get to see you humiliated, and for the other one, you need to see what happens to people when they say no to me."

"Are you really going to kill her?" I had to ask.

"Oh trust me, I'll kill her and her so-called fiancee and when I'm done, I'll end your life as well, no one ever likes witnesses, so- I think you should weigh your options."

"But-"

"Five!" He yelled out.

Tears pulled down my cheeks again. "Fine." I let out.

My shaky hands moved to undo the buttons on my short sleeved shirt, tears pulled down my cheeks as I got down to the last button. I knew Daniel was watching me, but I didn't dare to look up, my heart pounded in my chest as I eased off the shirt, revealing only my bra.

"Go on." Daniel's voice made my heart skip a beat.

I can't believe this is happening to me! Why is no one coming to my rescue?

My shaky hands moved to unzip my skirt slowly, until it reached the end point, just like silk, the skirt rolled down my legs as I stepped out of them.

I closed my eyes, feeling so humiliated and shamed, here I am, standing half naked Infront of a ruthless pig!

"Take off the underwear."

I looked up in shock. "What?" My voice came out in a shaky whisper.

"Don't make me repeat myself," Daniel muttered, his face was filled with disgust as his eyes raked my body from head to toe.

This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Something told me that after this experience, I would be scarred for life.

"Daniel please..."

"TAKE THEM OFF!!!"

I jumped in fright and immediately started to unhook my bra, with shaky hands as I sobbed.

Soon after, my bra fell off my body I swallowed hard, feeling completely shamed and exposed.

I dug my thumb on either side of my panties and began to slide them off.

"Stop," Daniel said.

Hot tears ran down my cheeks as I took my hands off my panties.

I felt Daniel come closer, I dared not to look up, I felt him walk around me like he was inspecting every inch of my body until he came to stand Infront of me again.

He raised my chin so that our eyes would meet when I looked up at him, I felt like a floozy, the way his eyes roamed down my breast to my lips, then to my eyes, I felt so embarrassed.

"Listen and listen good, guarra." He snarled out. "I'm gonna do worse to you, the next time you say no to me... This is just the beginning- next time, I'll make you screw yourself Infront of me. And I think you know by now, how much I take these threats really serious." He stepped away from me.

His eyes raked my body once again then he Scoffed. "I wonder why you're crying? Your body is- is the most biggest turn off for a man- you're actually nothing to look at, no wonder your boyfriend never screwed you, your body's a nuisance- I just wasted my time." His look was that of disgust.

I gritted my teeth together, feeling disgusted with myself, his words really hurt me, his words hurt me to the core, I watched him exit the room, muttering something that sounded like, 'what a waste of time.'

I burst out in tears when I heard his footsteps fade away, quickly, I picked up my clothes and slipped them back on.

I was right about one thing- this experience has definitely left me scarred for life- I will never forget this.

"I hate you, Daniel," I murmured. "I swear, I'll make you eat back your words. I promise you."

09

Daniel's POV

"You did what?!"

Nancy's voice blasted through the speaker of my phone, I honestly went deaf in my left ear for about five seconds.

"Did you seriously have to yell?" I asked her, bringing my phone back to my ear when I was sure she wouldn't go all banshee on me.

"Yes! Why would you do such a thing to a woman? Telling her to take off her clothes? To top it all, insulted her body?!! No woman likes that." Nancy whispered yelled over the phone- I guess she was with Ronald.

"That's the point. It was a punishment." I replied, convincing myself partially.

I just wanted to make Kimberly feel really bad, to punish her for saying no to me, I did what I did because she... she said no to me and I was angry, anyone in my shoes would do that. Right?

Fine, I lied, she wasn't a turn off to men, but the exact opposite! When she took off her shirt at first, I was mesmerized with her beautiful skin, it took everything thing in me not to lean forward and touch her, her long legs were what killed me, just by the mere sight of them, got me aroused like no other woman would. I mean, I got aroused by just seeing her long legs! Crazy right?

I couldn't bear it anymore, that was exactly why I told her to stop, I was so close to screwing the heck out of her.

She was beautiful.

But, all I wanted was to make her feel bad about herself, to make her think twice before she made a decision without my consent, to make the Thompson's know that I would do anything to satisfy my thirst for revenge.

"Punishment? That is just crazy! You can't scar a woman like that. Do you know how bad she must be feeling right now? Have you no heart, Daniel?" Nancy's voice made me feel even more guilty than I already was.

"I didn't scarred her! Just give her a day or two, she'll get over it."

"Get over it? No woman can ever get over that! No woman! Listen Daniel- Kimberly has nothing to do with what her family did to you! Okay? Nothing! Don't punish that poor girl for-"

"For the sins of her family?"

"Yes... That. Kimberly deserves an apology." Nancy said.

"Excuse me? I will do no such thing Nancy! Why would I apologize?"

"Because you did something wrong! Very wrong!"

I exhaled harshly. "You know me Nancy! I don't really say sorry without a concrete reason."

"You proud egotistical bastard!"

"Thank you. Anyways- any news on Her? Do you know if she has heard yet?" I asked.

Nancy sighed over the phone. "Nothing yet. Look, why don't you just-"

"I'll see you at work tomorrow... Nancy." I ended the call before she could start lecturing me all over again."

Apologize? Trust me, even though there was a knife to my throat, I'd never apologize. She deserved it, only for blushing at Anthony words! I'd never understood what these females see in Anthony!

Never ever.

I stood up and paced in my study.

Nothing was working right for me, in fact, nothing ever did work right for me! First, I lose the one that I love, second, that freaking bastard was determined to ruin my life at any cost! Don't even get me started on the third and fifth.

I wasn't always like this, wicked, evil, rude... No I wasn't, I was much more better, but everything changed when I got betrayed by the people I held close to my heart.

And now I have no one, absolutely no one.

 

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The night was peaceful and cool, a very great weather to have the most healthy night rest anybody could ever think about.

But guess what?

I couldn't sleep! Not because I was thinking, not because I was uncomfortable, but because Kimberly continued to sniff and sob and sniff and sob, over and over again. It was so frustrating!

If there was anything I loved more in this world, then it would be my night rest, I hated disturbance and I was beginning to get irritated by this drama queen.

I tossed and turned in bed, trying to block out the stupid girly cry sounds, I even placed a pillow over my head to block it out, but it only grew louder.

"Would you please stop!" I groaned out, beginning to sit up.

She didn't respond to me, all she did was sob harder.

Are you freaking kidding me right now?

"Kimberly. Stop!" I warned her.

All she did was break down in more stupid tears.

"What the heck is wrong with you?!" I yelled, running my hands through my hair in frustration.

She turned to my direction immediately, and guess what? She looked miserable, like she had been crying the entire day.

Was she really that affected by what I did?

I felt all the anger in my veins wash away, this was not a feeling I was used to.

I felt all the guilt in me rush back to my head in full freaking force, making me want to turn back the hands of time.

"What the heck is wrong with me?" She asked, her brows raised in amusement, and her voice cracked due to so much crying. "How dare you even ask me that."

I gritted my teeth, looked away, picked up my pillow and got out of bed.

"I don't have time to get angry all over again. So why don't you suck it up," I threw my pillow on the couch like a bed. "And do us all a favor by sleeping!" I dropped on the couch and tried to find a comfortable position to sleep.

"So, you're not even going to apologize for what you did?" I sensed the disbelief in her words.

Chucking, I found the perfect position. "Did you think that because you cried, I'd go down on my knees and beg for forgiveness? Or that I'd be touched by your innocent feminity? Sorry- have we met?"

"You are such a jerk! A big fat jerk."

"I'm not fat... Learn how to phrase your insults." I said, putting my arm over my eyes, preparing to sleep, not until I heard shuffling around me, I scrunched my brows and looked up.

Kimberly was making her way to the door.

I jumped immediately and grabbed her by her arm. "Where do you think you're going?" I snarled out.

"Away from you!" She yelled.

I pushed her to the direction of the bed. "You better get back in that bed."

"No." She said, crossing her arms over her chest in a challenging way.

"Remember the last time you said no to me?"

She scoffed as tears pulled down her cheeks. "Of course I remember... How can I ever forget that? It was one of the best moments of my entire life! Are you going to ask me to do it again? Trust me... I won't waste my time and yours by hesitating! In fact, what's there to hide?" She began to take off her shirt.

Immediately, I held her shaky hands. "What are you doing?"

"Striping naked. That's going to be my punishment for saying no to you right? It's fine, I'll be glad to disgust your sight with my very sickening body, as long as it annoys you." She pushed my hand away, proceeding to undo her shirt.

There was no word to describe how utterly guilty I felt, no word.

I stopped her again. "Stop it! I don't- I'm not asking you to strip-"

"Why? Are you gonna vomit?"

Yeah, I might just vomit cause I'm so disgusted in myself.

"Kimberly, stop this okay? Just get back to bed?"

"No! I'm not gonna do that- I can't sleep, I'll definitely have nightmares."

I sighed. How the heck am I going to sleep now?

"You know what? You can have the room for the night- whatever." I said, making my way to the door, not before looking back at Kimberly who looked a little bit relieved at my decision.

After leaving the room, I went downstairs to get myself some warm milk, which I was pretty sure would make me get a better night rest.

If staying away from Kimberly tonight, would make her feel better, then I'll take that... I'd do anything to lessen this feeling of guilt, something I have never ever felt before.

10

Kimberly's POV

Day 2

I'm on a mission! A mission to frustrate the heck out of Daniel Martinez. I had my fair share of crying last night, I had enough time and space to think for a while.

Crying in front of Daniel would only infiltrate his stupid ego, it would only make him think that he had broken me.

But guess what?

I won't allow him to win, I'll have my revenge and I'll make him pay for what he said and did to me... I won't cry in front of him, I won't tell him to apologize, no I won't! I won't let him know that his words affected me to the core.

I'll act normal.

Although it would be difficult, cause anytime I see his face, I just get drawn back to the awful experience.

But if this would be my only way of getting out of here, I'd do it.

So here I am, dressed in a maroon knee-length official gown, my hair was held high in a ponytail and my wedge heels increased my height a little bit, but trust me when I say I wasn't close to reaching Daniel's height.

I didn't bother to put on makeup cause I didn't like it. Not even a little bit.

With one last look at the mirror, I came out of Daniel's bathroom and waited for him to come and grab his car keys and whatever he would need for work.

And just on cue, the door opened, revealing a dressed up frowning Daniel. His suit was a roll-up suit so it added swag to his professional attire, his trousers were the same color as his suit, dark blue- but instead, his trousers looked like jeans and his footwear was not professional at all, he wore white converse, matching with his inner white shirt.

In all, he looked like a model straight from Vogue's magazine. His style looked really professional, yet bad boyish.

"Are you ready?" I asked him when he strolled pass me, completely ignoring my presence.

"What do you mean?" He asked without looking at me, as he picked up his car keys and his wallet.

"Are you ready for work?" I asked again.

This time, Daniel turned to look at me, his eyes scanning my body from head to toe, lingering on my exposed legs for a bit before looking back at my eyes and clearing his throat in a dramatical way.

"Yes... And why are you dressed like that?" He asked me.

"I'm coming with you."

He frowned. "No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"And I said no."

"And I said yes."

Daniel muttered something under his breath. "What is wrong with you! Why do you want to come with me?"

"That's because I'll get bored, and tired," I moved closer to him. "Today's the second day of my stay here, and I want to spend all of it with you."

"Excuse me?" He took a step back, his eyes dancing with confusion.

"You heard me, pretty boy. If I'm going to spend fourteen days with you- I should at least, know you... Right?"

"Wrong. You're not coming with me. Because I don't want you to."

"But I want to come with you." I retorted back.

"What are you up to?" He asked me.

"Nothing. What can a poor church girl like me possibly do to you?" I asked him.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Kimberly, I don't have time for this." He moved to the door.

I felt my stomach jump. Why the heck does my stomach do weird things anytime he calls my name in full? I don't get it?

I followed him shortly after. "Please... Let me come with you? Please."

"The answer's still no." He said, moving out of the mansion as I followed him.

"Please."

"No."

With a fast pace, he walked to the direction of his garage, at least that was what it looked like.

"Please."

"No."

"Please Daniel."

"No."

"Why?"

"Get back inside the house." He said, pressing a code on some keypad attached to the garage door and suddenly, the door opened slowly.

"Let me come with you."

"No."

"Come on!"

"No."

I looked around and was surprised to see just two cars... One SUV and one Ferrari. Wait- isn't he supposed to have so many cars? Last I checked, he had an automobile company in Las Vegas? Does he sell cars?

"Why do you have just two cars?" I had to ask.

"How does it affect you? And why the heck are you still here?" His tone was that of pure irritation.

I took my time in studying his facial features, his eyes were really pretty and his lashes were so long, would I be crazy if I said they were longer than the artificial ones girls put on nowadays? His jawline was perfect and he matched up to my first impression of him. A god.

I shouldn't be appreciating his beauty! I should be condemning and hating him for what he did to me, yet here I am, admiring his perfect face... He had this innocent look in his eyes that made me just want to lean in and say everything's okay...

I shouldn't be thinking about this! This man kidnapped me! He's a stranger! A complete stranger who is also a psychopath.

I looked away immediately and when I looked back up, I caught him staring at me, but he looked away too, pretending like he wasn't staring.

"Look, just go inside okay?" He said, unlocking his car door and getting in, I unlocked the passenger's side and got in too, locking the door beside me.

"What the heck are you doing? Get out now!" He warned.

"No. I want to come with you."

"Why?"

"I told you why! I don't wanna get bored at home and I also want to get to kno-"

"Shut up. And get out." He gritted out.

"Do I irritate you that much? I'm putting on clothes now, it's not like I'm naked or something?" I spat out angrily, the feeling of yesterday gushing back to me in full force.

Did he really feel irritated by me that much? Am I that ugly? I felt tears build up in my eyes.

This was a Mistake... Maybe I wasn't over it yet...

I was about to get off when he spoke.

"Fine," Daniel said, looking away and starting up the engine.

"R-really? I can come?" I asked, excitement in my voice.

"Yeah, whatever." His Tone was hard, but it didn't affect me like it used to, and this is just the second day... I can do this...

The car started to move.

"So, any heads up on what to do and say when I get there?" I asked him.

He just ignored me and continued driving.

"Will I have to answer to their greetings? Oh, I'm a nobody, of course I'll have to answer."

Still no response

"Will Anthony be there?"

Nothing

"Are we almost there?"

Nothing

"Do you have a personal assistant?"

Nothing.

He looked like he was in his own world, probably wondering why I was talking to him and acting like nothing happened.

"Are your workers friendly or are they as grumpy as you are?"

No response.

"Am I dressed well? Sorry- that came out wrong, you hate my body so you wouldn't know." I said, looking out of the window, in the Corner of my eyes, I saw his grip tighten on the wheel like he was restraining himself from doing something.

"Andrew lied to me," I said out of nowhere. "He told me I was beautiful, he actually made me feel good about myself... Little did I know he was just trying to make me feel good. I didn't know I was that ugly." I said, mostly to myself than to him... But I was pretty sure he heard cause he made a noise at the back of his throat.

"Anyways, thanks for letting me know the truth," I said.

Still no response.

"Just a quick question though? Is anyone going to ask me to strip naked because I said no to them? I want to be prepaa-whoa!"

The car gave a loud screeching sound before it came to a sudden stop at the side of the road.

Daniel's turned to me, his eyes were not showing anger or anything, it was filled with- with guilt.

And what he said next, confirmed it.

"I'm sorry."

11

Kimberly's POV

"I'm sorry."

It was like all the air in my lungs dried out, he just apologized to me? Well, guess he wasn't as stuck up as I thought... But too bad, I'm not forgiving him, anytime from now.

I looked away, embracing the silence. I guess he took that as a cue to continue...

"What I did to you was, uncalled for. I don't do that to women, it's not what-"

I turned harshly to him. "But you did it to me."

That shut him up for a while.

"And I'm trying to do what's right by apologizing."

I scoffed. "I don't need your apology, Daniel... I don't want it- no matter what you say or do, it's not going to change the fact that you scarred me, it doesn't change the fact that I hate you... I can't forgive you and I can't forget what you did... I'm trying to move on from that horrible experience, I don't know why you're heck bent on making me remember."

He cocked a brow at me. "You're not gonna make this easy for me, are you?" He looked away.

"I'm not making anything- I just don't want to hear your apology... It's useless, I'm not gonna forgive you... Ever. So you can take your sorry, and shove it." I let out a breath of relief. There it is, I let it out!

He looked a little shocked at this. "I never say sorry to anyone. Ever. I won't let you refuse my first apology."

"So? sorry for putting a red ink on your pride... I don't need it, so maybe we can pretend this never happened, you never apologized to me. Let's leave it at that. Aren't you late for work? Start up this engine- let's move." I said, my eyes not leaving his.

He gave a frustrated chuckle and scratched his jaw before looking away with a frown on his face, his jaw was set in a hard way. "I don't care what you say or think. I've done what is right, it's up to you to take it or leave it." That was the last sentence he made until we reached his office.

Did I do the right thing by refusing his apology? Did he even mean it?

I'm not gonna think about this! Come on Kim, focus on the mission! With a deep breath, I followed him into the grand organization, well, in summary, all I saw was glass! It was all bright and shiny... People gave me weird looks but they still greeted me and I answered with a bright smile.

I noticed something though, nobody in this organization dared to make eye contact with Daniel, they paid their respects with their head down, and it was rude when Daniel refused to reply to their greetings, he just ignored them.

People were everywhere, working as their lives depended on it, they were all dressed in corporate suits and all other professional stuff.

When Daniel entered a private elevator, I followed him.

"How can you be so rude? Over 30 people greeted you and you couldn't even acknowledge their decency? That is just plain rude." I said to him, but as usual, he ignored me and checked his wristwatch.

"Do not try to ignore me, Daniel, I won't let this slide so easily! You have to be a gentleman sometimes! It's so obvious that people fear you, are you okay with that?"

Silence.

"I knew you were rude but now I'm convinced you're worse than that! You're a butt hole!" What?

Daniel scrunched his brows and gave me a weird look, I could see the corners of his lips lift up in amusement. "What's the difference?" He asked.

"Oh, so you're not dumb?"

Ding!

The elevator opened up and Daniel stepped out, I was guessing the big glassy office was his. Walking out after him, I took note of his secretary, her legs were propped up on her desk as she choked down the ice cream on her lap, she didn't bother to put her legs down as she sighted Daniel.

Some secretary.

But when her eyes met mine, it widened and hastily, she dropped her legs down, she cocked a brow at Daniel before giving me the look of surprise.

"How many times have I told you not to disrespect my table?" Daniel asked her, he didn't sound harsh at all.

"Sorry sir." She said quickly, looking from me to Daniel.

"Kimberly?" Daniel called out my name in full and as usual, my stomach acted funny.

"Yes?" I answered.

"Go in... I'll be with you in a few... I want to discuss something with my secretary." He ordered.

All I did was shoot him a stern look before turning to his secretary with a smile, holding out my hands for a handshake, I introduced myself. "I'm Kimberly Thompson, Daniel's- hostage and you?"

Daniel made a sound of annoyance at the back of his throat, but I ignored him.

His secretary shook my hand with a bright smile on her face. "Nancy, Nancy Williams, Pleasure to meet you, Kim."

"Pleasure is all mine, now if you'll excuse me, I'll head into his office before he asks me to-" I looked up at Daniel to find him glaring at me, in return, I gave him a sweet smile. "Take off my clothes, we wouldn't want some major sight damage now, would we?" My smile dropped to a glare before I made my way into his office.

His office was large, as expected... It had this hard atmosphere that screamed 'work' Typical

"I was not expecting her to be this beautiful."

I paused when I heard Nancy talking in harsh whispers, I moved slowly to the door so I could eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Whatever, I regret ever bringing her along- should have just ignored her pleas," Daniel replied.

"Come on! Who can say no to that cute face- if you don't mind me saying, she's even prettier than Her." Nancy's voice got my attention again.

"I mind you saying that! No one is prettier than Her. Not even Kimberly."

Hold on a minute... Who's this her they're talking about?

"We both know the truth- anyway, She called this morning- she wanted to talk to you," Nancy said.

"R-really? What did you tell her?" Daniel sounded eager.

Whoever this Her person is, must mean so much to him... I've never heard him use that tone before.

"That you weren't here yet, she sounded really pissed- I-I think she knows about Kimberly."

My heartbeat escalated... Why am I being mentioned in this conversation?

"That's the plan... Very soon, she wouldn't be able to stand it anymore, she'll come in person. Then I can see her."

I heard Nancy sigh. "Daniel, why don't you just leave her alone- she's moved on, I mean- what's done is done."

"I can't forget about her Nancy, I see her everywhere and it's even worse now because, anytime I look at Kimberly, I see her... I'm just- I just want her back."

"Just think about it- don't hurt Kimberly for something she knows nothing about."

Silence followed and immediately, I stepped away from the door, I took a few steps back until I landed on a soft couch, my mind was all over the place.

Now I understand, Daniel didn't just kidnap me because I disrespected him, there was something more to this and I can't help but think that it had to be that Her they were talking about...

But who could she be? And why does Daniel talk about her like that? And most importantly, what does it have to do with me?

12

Daniel's POV

I regret this! I shouldn't have even considered this!

Here I am, trying really hard to focus on the screen in front of me and I swear, I've read this line for like ten times now, ten freaking times! I sent a glare to Kimberly's direction, all she did was smile innocently at me before she continued humming, hitting her feet on the ground, and making this annoying noise with her fingers!

I've tried to ignore her, tried to block out the annoying sounds she was making, but it was impossible because the more I tried to ignore her, the more the noise increase.

"Would you please stop!" I gritted out.

She looked at me with innocent eyes. "But what did I do?"

"You know what you're doing! Just stop it, I'm trying really hard to concentrate here."

"Okay, whatever you say." She smiled sweetly! I'm beginning to hate that smile.

She stood up immediately, walking around my office, I couldn't help but follow her every movement, she moved to my shelf and traced the books with her index finger, as she gave me a sly look. "Why are you staring at me?" She asked.

I rolled my eyes and tried to focus on my work but I was soon distracted when I heard the clash of so many books, I looked up to see Kimberly staring at the mess she made, almost all the books on the shelf were scattered on the floor.

"Oops," she said as she bent down to pick them.

I stood up and moved to the shelf, I gave a sigh of frustration before I bent down to pick up the books with her. "Why did you do this?"

"It was a mistake, why would I purposely make this mess?" She asked, barely picking up the books, I raised my head a little and caught her staring at me, but she immediately bent her head and started to pick up the books.

"I know what you're doing," I said, standing back up and arranging the books in my hands. Soon after, she did the same.

"What do you mean?" She asked me.

"You're trying to frustrate me, aren't you? That's why you insisted on coming with me... Do you really think I'd get tired of you and maybe, release you?"

"No... I don't think so... Seeing as you have other reasons to hold me hostage." My eyes widened at what she said.

She turned to walk away but I pulled her back to me with force, earning a gasp from her. "What do you mean by that?"

She looked scared for a minute before she regained her composure. "Let go of me."

"Not until you tell me what you meant by what you said!"

"What makes you think I'll tell you if you keep hurting my arm!" She yelled back at me.

Reluctantly, I let go of her arm. "Talk."

She rubbed her arm. "I overheard you and Nancy, talking about this- Her. I know it has something to do with me."

"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to eavesdrop on people's conversations?"

"I couldn't help it! I got more interested when I heard my name... What's really going on here, Daniel? I have the right to know."

I walked back to my table, determined to ignore her, I couldn't tell her, no. She doesn't need to know anything.

"Daniel, I won't let you ignore me! Don't keep me in the dark, who were you both talking about?"

I gritted my teeth together as I turned to face her.

"It's none of your business! Drop it." I warned her.

"No." She said, and that only made me angrier, she knew how much I hated being said no to... And still, she's determined to annoy me.

"Let it go, forget you ever heard anything," I told her.

"And I said no. I demand to know the truth, and don't think you can threaten me to take off my clothes this time- I don't care, you can't threaten me with anything anymore, cause it won't affect me. You've done your worse."

I tilted my head to a corner, "Have I now?" A small smirk made its way to my face, as a plan formed in my mind. I watched the determination drain from her face as she noticed the smirk I was giving her.

"Let's see about that, shall we?"

13

Kimberly's POV

Daniel made slow steps towards me, like a lion preparing to attack its prey.

Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said no to him, but how was I supposed to find out the truth? Well, I know one thing for sure, whatever Daniel's thinking right now? It can't be good.

Come to think of it? He said something to me the last time I said no him. Something about him making me touch myself in front of him. God no.

"W-what are y-you doing?" I stuttered. My heart was hammering like heck as I took a few steps back, only to land on the bookshelf.

"What does it look like?" He asked, there was this edge to his voice that made goosebumps rise on my skin.

Finally, he reached me, closing the distance between our bodies, his fingers moved to graze my cheeks and down my jaw, my eyes were pinned to his the entire time.

"Are you about to have a heart attack? Cause, the rate at which your chest is moving..." He trailed off, bringing his head down to the crook of my neck, his harsh breath sent shivers down my spine, making me feel something I haven't felt before... Something that I liked?

"Does this affect you?" He whispered to my neck, as he trailed soft kisses on my nape, sending my skin and heart into overdrive.

"No." I managed to let out.

"Really?" He asked, nibbling my ear lobe, making this weird sensation run down my stomach. I gritted my teeth together, trying to stop the sound that was about to erupt from my mouth.

"Not a chance." I murmured, trying to calm my breathing.

I felt one of his arms encircle itself around my waist, pulling me closer to him, a small gasp escaped from my lips as his striking dark eyes met mine. "You're so stubborn, you know that?"

"And you're a-" well, I was unable to complete my sentence because his lips came down on mine, making me feel warm all over.

Any girl in my position would be fighting him off now, but I- I wasn't, instead of hating this kiss... I was- enjoying it?

His lips moved on mine like it was made just for me, the way my body reacted was a whole new feeling.

I never felt like this anytime Andrew kissed me, Andrew's kisses convinced me that there was no such thing as butterflies in the stomach or anything, but Daniel's kiss, it was different- my stomach was on freaking fire, not just my stomach, my body! and knees were like jelly!

Why didn't I ever feel like this when Andrew kissed me?

Andrew!

I pushed Daniel off of me immediately, he looked stunned at my reaction, but later on, he had a smirk plastered to his very delicious lips. "Lemme guess? Andrew?"

My eyes widened as I tried to catch my breath, I was actually finding it difficult to balance myself. "Why did you kiss me?" I asked him.

He paused for a moment, it was like he was looking for the perfect reply. "Did it affect you?"

"No, not one bit." Liar.

"You're a really bad liar, don't do that in public." He tucked his hands into his pockets as he moved to his table again.

"What? Lie?"

"Yeah- you're really bad at it."

I tucked my hair behind my ears. "Why did you kiss me?" I asked again.

"I don't know, I guess I wanted to know how much I affect you, sexually. But don't worry, I got my answer." He smirked, sitting back on his chair.

I took a step forward when I was sure my legs wouldn't bail on me. "W-what was your conclusion?"

"A lot... I affect you- a lot." He said, looking back at his laptop.

Well, he was right... He affected me a lot, and I think I should be worried about that. I shouldn't be attracted to this man, but- look at him! Who wouldn't be affected by a walking sex appeal God! And look at me! A horny sex craved youth.

Well, it didn't use to matter before, but years and years of reading and watching romantic movies and books and also wishing for your boyfriend to, touch you- sexually.

Well, you never asked Andrew to touch you like that.

I sighed. "You're wrong."

"And you're lying again." He said, without looking up.

Well, that kiss was almighty.

I liked it, I really did. I shouldn't like it-  it's wrong, because I have a boyfriend that is worried sick about me.

"Do you know how much of a jerk you are?"

"No... But you can enlighten me."

I crossed my arms to my chest. "I deserve to know why you're keeping me hostage... I know it's more than just you trying to show the society what happens to people who disrespect you."

"Trust me, that's the only reason." He said again, not even looking up.

"I heard you talking about me to your secretary- Don't think I've forgotten about that."

"I wasn't talking about you, Kimberly." He said.

"So why did you mention my name!"

He looked up at me now. "I hate to break it to you, but there are thousands of people bearing Kimberly, on earth- not everything is about you." He looked back at his laptop now.

"Who was that her you were talking about? It sounded like she was some kinda ex or something?"

He shot me a glare. "None of your business! And she's not an ex!"

"So then, why did you kiss me like that? I'd hate to think that you have-"

"Do you have memory loss or something?" He asked me. "I was just trying to-"

"To see how much you affect me sexually?"

"Yeah... That." He looked away.

"Why don't I believe you?"

"I don't know, you can think whatever you want to think. That kiss didn't mean anything to me, in fact, it was the worse experience of my entire life... Trust me, it won't happen again."

I bit my lower lips trying to stop the stingy feeling in my eyes.

I walked back to the couch silently and sat there till the end of the day.

His words weren't supposed to affect me this much, but it did, and the feeling was awful... I dared to look up at him, only to find his eyes already on me, making my heart go ballistic.

Immediately, he looked away, like a kid that had been caught stealing chocolate from a chocolate bar.

What was that all about?

14

Kimberly's POV

Day 3

His soft plump lips trailed kisses down my neck to my collar bone, I moaned with pleasure as his fingers traced my skin, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body.

This was what I'd longed for, the feeling of intimate pleasure- body touching body and hearts beating as one.

He raised his head up to kiss my swollen lips, I smiled into the kiss as I sink my fingers into his full black hair, his hair was really soft, just like I'd imagined it to be.

He sucked on my neck and I was pretty sure to get hickeys the next morning. This was the life, the life I'd always wanted to have with him, my Andrew.

"Oh, Andrew," I whispered into his ears.

I felt his body stiffen when I called the name, he looked up at me and I opened my eyes, wanting to ask him why he stopped, only it wasn't Andrew on top of me, it was Daniel! Daniel?! "Ahhhhhhhh." I screamed.

I felt the beads of sweat run down my forehead as I jumped upright in bed, my breathing was harsh as I tried to wrap my head around the crazy dream I had.

Seriously? Wet dreams now?

I looked over at the bedside clock, it was eight fifty-two am, how did I sleep for so long?

Daniel's room was quiet so was the whole environment, it only made me wonder why someone would choose to live in an area where few people occupied. But yet again, this place was like a castle.

Without further ado, I quickly took my bath and put on decent clothes before I went downstairs.

I hadn't fully gotten the chance to explore this mansion and I know that I won't because there were guards planted at every corner of the mansion.

Guards with unfriendly eyes.

Making my way to the kitchen, I found Dorothy, preparing to set the table.

"Morning Dorothy." I greeted with a smile. Dorothy raised her head and smiled at me.

"Morning Miss Kimberly."

"I told you I preferred Kim," I said to her, helping her set the table.

"It doesn't sound right, and Sir Daniel wouldn't like that," Dorothy said.

"When has sir Daniel ever liked anything?" Another voice chipped in, I turned to find a girl that looked just like Dorothy but a little bit younger than her, she was also wearing the work uniform.

"Quiet Amy," Dorothy warned her.

I only smiled and looked at Amy. "Hi, I'm Kim," I said.

"Amy, Dorothy's younger sister, I'm sorry for my manners... I just happened to listen to your conversation and I couldn't help myself." She gave an apologetic smile.

"Oh, it's okay, I agree with you anyway. I think Daniel's middle name is Moody." I answered and it gained laughter from both Amy, Dorothy and even other workers that were around me.

"He was never always like this." Said another voice. "I'm Jose by the way."

"Hello, Jose." I greeted with a smile. "What do you mean by he wasn't always like this?" I had to ask, I was curious- I couldn't even imagine Daniel being good.

"He was different, he was better, but ever since that witch stepped her foot into this mansion, things turned different," Jose said.

I creased my brows. "And who's this witch?"

I saw Dorothy giving Jose the eyes warning look. "You don't need to know that, and besides, it's not our place to tell," Dorothy told me.

"But why?" I asked.

"We'll get in trouble if we tell, see those guards over there?" Amy whispered to me.

I looked behind me to find two guards looking in our direction. "What about them?" I asked, turning to face her again.

"They're monitoring everything, if we tell, We'll be out of this mansion by tomorrow morning, or maybe in five seconds time." He said.

I sighed. "Daniel will never tell me anything."

"Why do you want to know anyway? You're here for a different reason, right?" Jose asked.

Am I? Daniel clearly told me that I wasn't the Kimberly he was talking about, but why didn't I believe him? Why does it feel like I was here for an entirely different reason? "I don't even know anymore. I just feel like I deserve the right to know the real reason-if, there's a real reason."

Dorothy smiled at me. "Don't think of it too much- you'll be out of here in no time, this is your third day here, you have just eleven days left..  you'll survive."

"I hope so," I muttered.

After that, I had my breakfast and helped Amy clear the table, we also took care of the dishes together, it's not like there wasn't any worker available to do that, we just wanted to do it together.

Amy was really easy to talk to, she talked like we have been friends for like, ever.

"Is there a garden around the mansion?" I asked her when we finished with the dishes.

"Yeah, wanna see it?" She asked me.

"Yeah, I could really use some fresh air right now." Some fresh garden air.

She smiled at me and led me to the garden, it was away from the mansion, I could already perceive the sweet scent of different flowers. My eyes caught the huge garden that was protected by something that looked like a shed, but it was white and huge.

Stepping in, I felt as if I was home again, the beautiful flowers clouded my sight, the sweet smell turned my senses into jelly, my love for gardens was undefinable.

"I'll leave you to it, I still have a bunch of work to finish inside the house," Amy informed me.

"Alright." I smiled at her and watched her leave.

Well, I think I just found my new favorite spot in this mansion. The garden was indeed beautiful, it was blessed with so many roses, white lilies, and other beautiful flowers.

I picked up a rose flower and inhaled the glorious scent oozing from it.

I wonder if my garden was still flourishing in the Thompson's estate... Did Carol remember to check on it from time to time? Was it still as beautiful as it was when I left?

"If I could get a camera right now, I would take dozens of photos, these are the moments where I wish my eyes could take pictures." I turned to the sound of the deep male voice.

My eyes widened at who I saw.

"Hi Kim- Nice to meet you, again." He said with a breathtaking smile.

"Anthony."

15

Kimberly's POV

"Anthony?"

I called out his name, recognizing him right away, and remembering what happened the last time I talked to him.

Yeah! I had to freaking go almost naked on him, wait- I went totally naked and it wasn't a good feeling, I wonder what he was going to do to me when he finds out that I talked to Anthony again.

"W-what are you doing here? Daniel wouldn't like your presence, remember the last time you came-" I was telling him as he took few steps towards me, just stopping three feet away as he absentmindedly played with a flower.

"Are you scared of him?" He asked me.

"No, I'm not scared of him... I'm scared of what he can do." I voiced out.

Anthony chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't stay for long and I won't tell if you don't." He smiled slyly.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

He raked his hands through his hair and sighed. "I came to see how you're doing- I mean, the last time we talked, it didn't end well... Are you fine now?"

Am I fine? heck no. "I'm not, and I won't ever be fine until I leave this fudging Mansion."

"Well, you can come with me now, only if you want to."

I smiled. "I'd better not. I'm not ready to die early."

He chuckled for some seconds before his expression turned serious again. "Is he hurting you, in any way? If he is, you can tell me- I'll look for a way to free you from him... Trust me."

"No he's not- y-you don't have to worry, I'll be out of here in eleven days time, even though it sounds like forever." I bit my lower lip, looking away.

How could I tell Anthony anything? If Daniel finds out that I spilled, he could kill my sister, or my Dad- even my innocent mom... I can't let that happen.

"Are you sure? You don't have to be scared of him-"

"I'm fine Anthony, I'm not scared of him, I can handle him," I said.

He gave me a look before he nodded, my eyes caught a sparkling object on his finger, wait, is that a ring?

"That's a beautiful ring, almost looks like you're married," I said, staring straight at the ring.

He looked down at his finger. "Yeah- actually, I am."

"Excuse me?" I chuckled.

"Is it hard to believe... I got married four days ago." He said.

"Wait, how come I didn't see the ring on your finger then? I mean, the last time you came-"

"I wore it, you just didn't notice it." He smiled.

Wow, He's married? How come Daniel didn't mention this? What am I talking about? Daniel and I aren't exactly talk-buddies.

"Wow, does Daniel know?"

"I don't think so, the marriage was a closed one, only a few people were aware- some press and my mom."

"Oh- congratulations, I guess. I'd really love to meet your wife, but uh- I think it would be impossible." I said.

"Oh, Don't worry about that, you'll meet her soon enough... Both of you are alike in numerous ways."

I chuckled. "Really?"

"Yeah- you'll be surprised."

"This is making me more eager to meet her. Anyway, we can't always get what we want. But, if you don't mind me asking, why are you and Daniel not in good terms, you both are brothers."

"Half-Brothers." He corrected me.

"Same thing."

"We may be related by blood but, we can never bond, Daniel and I have too many issues, this feud has been going on since our father was alive. We just can't be brothers."

"What issues?"

"Daniel hates my mother, he believes that we took everything from his mom and him... He thinks that my mom killed our dad, which I still wonder why till date. But, he has issues and I think he's just looking for someone to hate- and I happened to be the victim."

If there's one thing I learned from interrogation, it is the fact that you can't judge a case by one person's point of view.

"Where's your mom now?" I asked him.

"Orlando, but she stays with her new husband in Iowa, she came for the wedding, but she'll be gone soon enough." He said.

"So, you and Daniel are at odds because of your parents' mistake?"

"That- and so many other things that I think you shouldn't know for now."

"Why?"

"We don't want Daniel to get angry, do we?"

I sighed.

"I've told you enough already, I didn't even plan on telling you anything... Your face is really compelling."

I smiled at his comment. "Haha... Yeah, my face is compelling." Sarcasm.

"No really... Anytime I look at you, I see my wife- not that you have exactly the same face, but- there's this, resemblance... Something about your eyes."

He looked really serious. "Okay, so now I have a look alike?"

"No, just your eyes, I don't know- you both are just, so alike."

"Now I really want to see this wife of yours."

"You will, very soon."

Yeah, I want to see her and I want to know why you and Daniel hate each other so much...

16

Daniel's POV

"Sir, the table is set."

Dorothy's voice stopped me from proceeding to my study, I wasn't really in a good mood after the heart wrecking news I heard today, I was actually trying to stop myself from breaking everything around me.

I couldn't concentrate on my work today, all I could think about was the both of them together, living under one roof.

That bastard did it on purpose, he made the wedding silent so I wouldn't be able to stop it, he just likes seeing me in pains.

And Her, she doesn't care about me, if she had the gods to marry that bastard, that only meant that she had gotten over me, that is if she ever did love me.

I clenched my jaw. "I'm not hungry."

"Okay sir." Dorothy turned to leave.

"Wait, has Kimberly eaten? Where is she?" I asked her.

"No sir, but she's upstairs in her room, would you like me to call her?" Dorothy asked.

"No, don't do that." I sighed. "Make sure she has dinner, I'll be in my study," I told Dorothy, walking over to my study.

I can't bring myself to look at Kimberly right now, her presence would only be a constant reminder of the reason why I hated the Thompson's and there was no telling what I'd do to her in the state I'm in right now.

Sitting on my study chair, I threw my head back in sadness.

Why am I letting this get to me? I shouldn't be affected by this, I should have gotten over her, why can't I get over her? Is this what it cost to fall in love with someone? Is what I'm feeling considered as love? Or something else?

There's nothing I can do now, I can't do anything to separate both of them... This is like the endgame for me... I'm done for...

They got married before I took Kimberly in, they were probably tying the knot while I was abducting the poor girl.

Poor girl?

Anybody from that family is cursed in my sight. They are all the same, that black evil blood runs through their veins!

I have to sate my hunger for revenge, maybe then I'd move on. Or will I?

The door to my study opened softly, revealing Kimberly, just seeing her face reminded me of the reason why I started this in the first place, seeing her face made me more angrier.

"Get out, just turn around," I said to her as she was about to take the first step.

She rolled her eyes and came in anyway. "I'm not gonna do that." She said, closing the door behind her.

"I'm in no mood for arguments, as you can see, I'm angry-"

"When have you not been angry?" She asked me.

"Leave me alone, Kimberly, I'm warning you... Leave while you still can." I warned her, but Kimberly being Kimberly, she ignored me and stood firm in front of the table, crossing her arms over her chest.

For some reason, she smelled nice, like roses.

"I have some questions to ask you... I'm not leaving without getting the answers, but first of all, Dorothy told me you didn't have dinner, why is that?" She asked, looking at me with fake concern.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I don't want to... And why do I have to answer to you? You're making me angry, just get out."

"I told you I'm not leaving without answers." She said, giving me a challenging look.

I raked my hands through my hair in frustration. After going through so much stress, emotionally, now I have to face this?

"Kimberly, leave before I do something we'd both regret- me especially," I warned her.

"I don't know why you're heck bent in proving to me that you're deaf, but as I said before, I'm not leaving till I get some answers to my questions." She said, raising her voice like she was talking to a deaf person.

"Fine. Ask."

"Why do you hate your brother? Anthony?" She asked me, I felt my hand form into a tight fist, I don't even want to hear his name right now.

"None of your business, now leave."

"That's not an answer." She said, making me stand up in frustration, hoping my height would intimidate her, but trust me, this woman didn't flinch.

"What the heck is your problem Kimberly? I don't want to talk right now! I told you I wasn't in the mood for arguing with you, why the heck do you want to hear me yell at you?!!!"

Her eyes softened a little. "Are you okay?" She asked me.

"No. I'm not, seeing your face makes me want to strangle you! You are frustrating me and I don't like it- so just do what I think is best for you and me, by leaving-"

"Anthony came by today."

I paused, did I just hear her right?

"What do you mean by Anthony came by today?"

"That's what I mean... He came to see me."

"And you talked to him?"

"Of course."

"After my warnings?"

She sighed harshly. "Well, excuse me for not being rude! Did you expect me to just walk out on him?"

"Yes. After my warnings."

There was no word... No word to describe my anger right now, the thought of that bastard talking to Kimberly seemed to have increased the anger pumping through my veins.

"He was just being nice. He wanted to see how I was doing... And besides, I got to find out that he's married now, and he told me lovely things about his wife, he said we were both alike in so many ways, you should have seen the way he spoke about her, there was this glow in his eyes, I'm pretty sure his wife would be the luckiest woman in the world, Anthony is such a nice man- owwwwe!!!!"

I gripped her by her hair and pushed her to the table, I was pretty sure she was saying all this to make me even angrier...

She knew how much I hated Anthony and she just wants to rub it in my face, knowing fully well that I would get angry to this point... And when I'm angry, I don't think- I act on impulse and right now, all I can think off is punishing Kimberly.

"Remember the last time you were here? Remember what I told you?"

Her eyes widened as she tried to rush out but I gripped her arm and pushed her back to the table. "No no... You had your chance to leave... You remember I told you I always keep to my promises?"

She didn't reply.

"Answer me." I snarled out.

She nodded.

"Use your words, guarra."

"Y-yes."

"Good... Now, you know what you're going to do for me?"

"No."

"Oh, let me enlighten you." I pushed her hair away from her face and gripped her face in my hands.

"You're going to screw yourself... Here, and now."

17

Kimberly's POV

My eyes were dead set on his, trying to make sure he said what I thought he said. My mouth grew dry when he didn't flinch or laugh, not like he ever would.

Gulping down, I licked my dried lips and watched as his eyes traced my actions, before he looked back up at me, and pulled away, folding his arms and watching me.

"I'm waiting." He said.

"You're waiting for what?" I asked him with disbelief gracing my words and my face.

He scoffed. "This only proves that we have something in common, I'm deaf and you're dense. But anyway, I'll repeat myself. I asked you to-"

"Don't say it! I can't do it! You can tell me to do anything, but that- that I won't do."

He cocked his left brow in amusement. "You can't even say the word. Why? Is that how innocent you think you are?" He took a step closer, too bad I couldn't move back cause I was against his table. "You can't tell me you haven't touched yourself before? Come on, stop fooling yourself thinking you're fooling me."

Is it that hard to believe? I haven't done it before and I don't plan on doing it now till I get married or I don't know, engaged... Does that make sense?

He took another step closer, and all I could do was grip the table behind me.

Okay, maybe I had always wanted to know how it felt, but something stopped me everything time I tried to touch myself! Ewww... Just ewww... Thinking about it was cringy, talk less about saying it and worse, doing it.

"Wait, are you serious? Like, never ever? Not even once? Did Andrew ever-"

"No! Andrew never touched me... And I never touched myself... God!"

He scrunched his brows looking like he was counting something, "Okay, let me get this straight, you're a lady, almost twenty-two, and you mean to tell me you haven't-"

"I haven't, turns out not every lady is eager to explore her body."

He smirked. "I have to say, I'm surprised... I mean... Wow..."

"Stop saying that like it's a bad thing and I'm not doing it anytime from now, so, get your mind off that thought."

"That's where you're wrong," We were really close now. "But- haven't you wished for someone to touch you like that? For someone to make you," I felt his hands on my waist as he bent to whisper the last words in my ears. "Feel sexually good... Satisfied?"

"No, I've not."

"Liar." he murmured.

My breathing became uneven as his hot breath fanned against my neck which actually made my body hot and good.

"I can't do it, Daniel." I didn't recognize my own voice.

"That's not a problem, I can teach you." He said.

My God. The thought of Daniel touching me there made my body hot with anticipated pleasure.

This is not good, I should not do this, I should not let him come this close to me, I can't let him use me like he intends to do... I can't betray Andrew, I can taint my pride like this... But- I need this, I need to feel him touch me, and you know why? It's because I'm sexually starved and it's because I have wet dreams of him doing so many wonderful things to my body, and I wanted to know how it felt...

I can't believe I'm giving in to this.

I felt his hands raise my A shaped gown slowly as his lips trailed kisses down my neck, making me bite my lower lip, stopping the moan that had already escaped from the back of my throat, I felt his fingers graze my thighs making my core thump with pleasure.

"Before I give you your first orgasm, I want you to put this in mind, I'm only doing you a favor." He murmured.

I was too into it to reply. Daniel had me where he wanted, he knew how bad I wanted him to touch me... This sly bastard knew how bad I craved for a man's touch... He's using that against me.

I threw my head back in pleasure when I felt his fingers in-between my legs, I felt my body jerk softly when his fingers met with the soft material separating him from touching my over sensitive flesh!

I felt his other hand pull me closer to his body as he rubbed me gently, making me moan out at the sweetest sensation I have never felt in my entire life.

"How sexually craved are you? I'm merely rubbing you and you're wet."

"Shut up, please shut up." I moaned out when he began to rub me faster...

I love this!!! I loved the way it felt so good, it made me want to explore more.

I felt his teeth bite softly on my neck, kissing and sucking hickeys into my neck. But I loved it, my fingers tangled themselves on his hair, and trust me, they were as soft as I dreamt and imagined it to be.

"Oh god." I moaned out, "Daniel..."

"Don't call my name." His voice was hoarse.

"I can't help-"

He stroked me faster, shutting me up as I felt this weird beautiful feeling at my lower body, it's like something amazing was about to take place.

I cursed! I freaking cursed!!!

I felt my body shake profusely, getting this amazing feeling that made my toes curl and my legs weak, I couldn't help but moan out, I was about to moan out his name, for reasons not well known to me. His hands moved suddenly to cup my face as he kissed me harshly, I responded to his kisses cause it was so amazingly delicious, his lips were so soft and warm against mine.

Why was he kissing me? I thought he said it was the worst experience ever, I thought he said it wouldn't happen again... Why was he doing it? Why did he touch me after saying my body was a turn off to men?

I don't understand any of this?

He pushed me away immediately, leaving me standing there, breathing like I just ran a marathon.

He looked confused like he couldn't comprehend why he kissed me, he turned from me.

"Get out." He growled out...

What the heck did I do now?

He turned to me again his eyes were dark with withheld rage. "Get out!" He yelled again, making me jump in fright.

"Seriously? That's all you're going to say? After what we did? After the way you kissed me?" I asked, feeling really bad and used.

"What were you thinking? That I would realize my undying love for you and maybe propose to you?" He scoffed. "If you had refused me harder, I would have let you go, but like a floozy that you are, you let me touch you... You think I'd have respect for a woman who just lets a stranger share a really intimate moment with her in his study... That's just cheap. Too cheap."

I shut my eyes and gritted my teeth in shame, opening my eyes, a tear dropped down my cheek... He was right... That was cheap... Very cheap of me.

"You know what? I became a floozy in your eyes the moment I stripped naked in front of you... I don't care about anything anymore... This is what you wanted anyway, to see my pride slip away from me so that I wouldn't be able to look up at my boyfriend anymore... This is your goal, this is what you do to random people who just disrespect you in the beautiful streets of Orlando..."

He looked away like the couldn't stand my presence any longer, as my presence irritated him.

"Get out." He repeated.

I nodded and sniffed feeling a lifeless smile form on my lips. "Sure. Who am I to say no to you?" I walked to the door and opened it.

Before I stepped out, I caught him looking at me, the same way he did in that office. When he was about to look away, I spoke up. "Thanks for the uh- first orgasm... If there's any way I can return the favor, let me know- as a floozy, I should be willing to do anything... And uh, before you plan on assaulting me sexually, let me know beforehand, I'd really love to prepare myself... Goodnight. Daniel." I stepped out, locking the door softly behind me.

 

I made my way to his room, refusing to let more tears fall down my cheeks, I angrily wiped up my tears, walking to his bathroom and moving towards the mirror.

My pathetic reflection stared back at me.

Don't let him get to you!

The fact was, it wasn't getting to like I expected it to... Because something told me he said all that to make me feel bad and something whispered to me that he was dying of guilt right now.

And yes! I intend to make him die in guilt till he can't even look at me anymore.

Oh, Daniel... You just played the wrong card.

Time to reshuffle...

18

Daniel's POV

I can't think straight.

My thoughts were all over the place as I stared at the door to my study. There was no tangible explanation to give on why I said those awful things to Kimberly. None.

But I was quite sure of what I was feeling right now, guilt...

Why did her last words affect me so much?

What the heck is wrong with me? Why don't I think before saying something? Was it because I was in a bad mood? Or was it because I enjoyed our intimate session more than I expected to.

I kissed her again, and to my surprise, it was far better than the first one, the way my chest reacted to it was totally different from anything I've felt before.

I didn't want to stop, it was like I was being drugged.

And that is not good. That is not a good feeling at all, I shouldn't be feeling this for Kimberly, there's only one person I should have these feelings for. I've vowed to love her and only her, I've vowed to never ever let myself feel sexually attracted to any other woman.

So why the heck do i feel like I need to apologize to Kimberly again, to tell her that I didn't mean anything I said to her? Why? Why do I feel like turning the hands of time and reverse every word I said to her?

I raked my hands through my hair in frustration...

"This is not good," I muttered.

I should hate everyone from that family, I should be doing more than just insulting and touching Kimberly! So why the heck am I stalling?

There was something different about Kimberly, something promising, if I didn't know better, I would have thought she was different from every member of that evil family.

But she seems different, she seems too innocent to be capable of doing anything to hurt anyone.

Of course she was stubborn, different from all other innocent church girls out there. But still...

I have to step up on my game, I wouldn't want to fall into the trap I laid for Her and her family.

I can't kiss her again, if I do, then I'm afraid I wouldn't stop, she was just so perfect in my arms, it was like she was molded to fit my arms, unlike her.

Wait a second... Did I just compare Kimberly to Her?

Oh, this is not good.

At all.

Moving to my table, I picked up my phone and dialed Nancy's number.

I needed advice and I was pretty sure she'd be able to tell me what to freaking do.

She picked up on the third ring. "Daniel? Why are you calling at this hour?"  She asked.

"I'm sorry to disturb, um... I need help."

I heard her gasp from the other end of the line. "Oh my God! Don't tell me you killed her, I can't bury a dead body Daniel!!! Why did you kill her?!!!"

I scrunched my brows. "What? No? Why would you think that?"

"You sounded like you just killed someone, what did you expect me to think?"

I groaned. "I may have not killed her physically but I'm pretty sure I did just that, emotionally."

"Oh God... What did you do now?"

"I said some terrible things to her and I'm feeling so guilty, I seriously don't know what to do."

"Apologize to her."

"What? That's crazy, I'm not going to do that after what she said to me the first time I did apologize."

"That's the only way to make yourself feel better Daniel- stop it Ronald!" There was shuffling in the background.

My eyes widened suddenly... "Is Ronald there with you?" I asked her.

"Uh, yes."

"My God. Why didn't you tell me? He could have heard-"

"He knows about it already, you know I can't really keep secrets from him... He's actually coming to pay you a visit tomorrow... Don't tell him I told you." She spoke softly on the last part.

Groaning, I slumped down on my chair. "She's married, did you hear?" I said to Nancy.

"Yeah... I can't believe she got married to Anthony!"

I frowned. "Don't call her that." I seriously don't know why I still had the urge to defend a woman that betrayed the heck out of me.

"You're still defending her? After everything she did to you?"

"I can't help it, I just- I'm trying so hard to get over her, but it's impossible."

"It's not impossible... You don't want to accept the fact that she never loved you, you don't want to accept the fact that she had chosen Anthony over you... You have to move on and stop obsessing over someone who can never be yours."

I sighed, she was right, I should move on... But I have to make them pay before I think of moving on, I have to make Mark realize his mistakes...

"I can't just forget about what they tried to do to me Nancy... I must make them pay for playing me."

"By hurting someone who knows nothing about this stupid revenge scheme? Kimberly's innocent! Leave her out of this."

"I'll do that when Mark or his daughter comes to see me... When I see them beg and plead for me to let her go."

"Do you know how much of a villain you sound like right now?"

"I don't care. I just want them to come to me... They once told me that they'd never set their foot in my house again... I'll like to see them choke on their words."

"Do anything you like Daniel, but don't hurt that girl in hopes to feel relieved when you finally get your revenge because I know quite well that your taste for revenge will be sated but your feeling of guilt will never leave you until you apologize to her, sincerely. Think about it, Daniel... I'll see you at work tomorrow. Bye." She hung up.

That didn't help at all.

It only worsened the feeling of guilt I was feeling earlier.

I thought I was doing myself a favor by kidnapping Kimberly, but turns out I was only complicating things for myself, seeing as all I could think of was that heart building kiss we shared.

I'm screwed, big time.

19

Kimberly's POV

Day 4

He didn't return to the room last night.

I won't lie to you, I was disappointed, I really wanted to see his reaction to what I said to him... I really wanted to know if there was a little bit of human blood running through his veins.

Last night was different from every other nights I've spent here.

I couldn't sleep, all I could think about was Daniel. I wanted to know the reason why he reacted like that towards me, I was pretty sure something else was wrong with him.

There's something I don't know.

This hatred between him and Anthony was more than just their parents' mistake, there was something else attached to it and I have a feeling that it had to do with the woman Anthony got married to.

They might be in love with one woman, right? I mean, what could make two men be at each other's throats?

And the other day in Daniel's office, they were talking about this Her... Could it be Anthony's wife?

Could Daniel be in love with his brother's wife? Or is there something more to it?

I have so many unanswered questions, I need to break this puzzle because I'm certain that It has something to do with me. Although Daniel said I wasn't the Kimberly he was talking about, that was an obvious lie... I remember Nancy saying that I was prettier than this Her lady.

But who could she be?

If she was Marco's wife, why the heck did Anthony say that we were so alike in many ways? Why did Nancy compare me to her? How the heck are two strangers supposed to have the same similarities?

Except she wasn't a stranger?

Could she be family? Oh my god...

I stood up from the kitchen stool where I was sitting earlier, as I paced back and forth.

Could she be Carol? Of course it's Carol... Why didn't I think of this?

I came here to attend Carol's wedding, she might think that I didn't accept her request, so she went ahead and married Anthony... But Carol's wedding is supposed to be some days from now, why did she rush it?

Something is definitely not right here and that is exactly why I must find a way to get to Daniel's office, I have every right to know the truth... If this is about Carol, I need to know what the problem really is.

"You seem to be in deep thoughts, Miss Kim, everything okay?" Jose asked, as his slightly wrinkled eyes scanned me in worry...

Maybe I could ask for his help, he seems to know this mansion to heck and back, he should be able to help me leave. Right?

"Actually, there's a problem," I said.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Jose asked me.

"Yes... Um... I really need to see Daniel, is there a way out of here? Or any guard you could at least talk to?"

He looked quite worried for a while and I knew exactly what he was thinking. "It's not possible, Miss Kim... If we help you escape, we could lose our job here and it's all we have..."

"I'm not going to run... I not going to escape, I know I won't get that far anyway, I'm telling the truth, I really want to go to his company... I'll make sure you guys don't get In trouble... You can trust me Jose, I wouldn't want you guys to lose your jobs because of me... I know how difficult it is to get one."

Jose looked to be considering my request. "What if Daniel gets annoyed?"

"I'll handle it... I promise, I just need to see him."

I need to find out everything, even if it's going to take a gradual process, I'd have to be patient, I need to really confirm my theory.

I just hope to God that Daniel isn't using me to get to my sister.

"My daughter's husband's brother works as a driver here, maybe I can help you talk to him... I'll be back."

"Thank you so much Jose..." I thanked him with a sincere smile on my face.

You know, I might be wrong, maybe this has nothing to do with me, maybe Daniel was indeed talking about another Kimberly, but all of this seems to be too much of a coincident.

I saw the hurt in Daniel's eyes last night, the moment I told him that Anthony was married... It was really hard to miss it.

But why in the world would Carol come between two brothers? What would she gain by doing that?

I wouldn't know, will I? I was five the last time I saw her and she was seven, a lot of things would have changed since then.  Right? She can't still be the sweet innocent Carol I used to know.

Daniel might not tell me right away, but I would get the answers from him eventually, someday within these 14 days.

I just know that there's something more to Daniel's cold as stone behavior, and according to Jose, he wasn't always like this. And if my sister was responsible for turning a man into a cold heart bastard, I'd know that it was more than just brothers rivalry, she had to have done something really terrible to turn him this way.

But what could she have done?

"Miss Kim? The car is ready."

 

_________

 

I reacted kindly to the few greetings and stares I got from Daniel's employees... The humongous building was flowing with people, dressed in cooperate attires...

They were all working.

The atmosphere around this building was really hard, there was no lightness, people seemed to be taking their work seriously.

I entered into the private elevator that was supposed to take me to Daniel's office.

I wonder what he'd do when he sees me... Will he yell? Send me out of his office? Drag me back home by my hair? Slap me?  Ask me to strip naked in the middle of the organization? Kiss me? Touch me?

I let out a shaky breath at the last thought.

My mind went on a rundown to last night in his study.

"Stop thinking about that, Kimberly... Focus on your new mission..."

Ding.

The elevator opened up. Stepping out, his assistant raised her head to my direction and immediately her eyes widened.

I walked over to her table with a smile. "Hi, Nancy."

She looked stunned at my presence. "Oh my God, how did you escape?!" She yelled but immediately she covered her mouth with her hands and looked towards Daniel's office door. When she was sure he didn't hear anything, she looked back at me with a grin.

"Oh god.. do you know how much trouble you're in?"

"No... But I'm prepared for it."

She chuckled... "Actually, it's good that you're here, He's been acting all weird since morning... His friend is in there with him, but you can go in."

"He has a friend?"

"Yeah, as surprising as it sounds."

"Truly... I mean, I never thought someone like him could have a friend."

"I thought the exact same thing when I started working here, actually his friend is my boyfriend so, he got me the job."

"Oh..." Was all I could say, I could have just easily asked her all the questions