Chapter 2

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Racheal stayed in her room wondering what call would be so important that Desmond would actually forget to punish her after she tried to escape again. Yes, she had tried to escape a lot of times, but she was always caught and each time it left a lasting mark on her body, as Desmond would have s*x with her so roughly that her insides would be threatening to explode. No like she liked it, anyone who liked that was a masochist and she was no masochist. In fact her greatest fear was pain, that was until she met this man that made her feel different type of pain. It's been 3 months since she had been taken by Desmond, 3 months that she had been constantly sexually abused, 3 whole months. "Ahhhhh". Racheal yanked her hair in frustration. She was tired, tired of thinking what she must have done to upset this man, just tired. She could swear anywhere that she had never seen him before until the day she was taken away. She had to come up with a plan that would make this physiologically ill person to let her go. He was physiologically ill, if not what else can explain the fact that he took another person daughter, kept her in a huge mansion, obtained a marital certificate with her without her knowledge, and have s*x with her at any time he please. If this wasn't physiologically illness, she didn't know what was. It wasn't that she didn't want to fight her way out, she knew it would not work. Though she knew self-defence and was a black belt in karate, she also knew that it was not enough. The man she was dealing with, when he held her, no amount of struggling could make him release her unless he wanted to himself, now to talk of the hundreds of bodyguards that always followed him around. She needed a full proof plan that would allow her escape from this miserable lifestyle. Then she taught of one, the person she was dealing was physiologically ill, and the best way to deal with a physiologically ill person, is to be physiologically ill yourself. Racheal finally had it, she had to be crazy if she wanted to get out of here alive and if she doesn't go fake crazy now, she would eventually go real crazy if she stayed with Desmond any longer. ) Every single day she spent with Desmond, she could see her mental health deteriorating just a little more time and she will officially be mad, so before she actually goes mad, she would become crazy to get out of here. With that plan, Racheal set her plan up in motion, she was going to pretend to be crazy until Desmond releases her . When Desmond came back, he met Racheal sitting on the bed, staring at the wall, her hair was in a mess, as if she had pulled in roughy. He had wanted to teach her a lesson for trying to escape again but a the call he had just received had destroyed his mood. It was already late and all he wanted now was to sleep with his Racheal by his side. "I'll leave you today but if you try to escape again, I won't be so nice". He said as he walked towards the bed. Racheal was again surprised, he wasn't going to do anything to her, so tonight she could actually rest and not have the doctor come check up on her tomorrow. It was both shocking and pleasant for Racheal. "Move a bit towards me, so you wouldn't fall by the edge". Desmond said when he saw that as he was scooting towards her she was moving away and now almost falling off the edge of the bed. If it was up to Racheal, she would have preferred to fall off the bed than to sleep so close to this devil, but it was not up to her. So she slowly moved towards him until his hands were close enough then Desmond graped her waist and brought her so close to him. She couldn't complain, after all she had decided to have mental problems. ... The next morning was one of the best mornings she had ever had since she was captured, and these mornings were as rare as the moon turning blue. Those mornings where she didn't feel excruciating pain from her punishment, from trying to run away, or from Desmond, trying to vent his frustration on her body. ... Desmond left the room early in the morning, he knew that Racheal must have felt pretty happy that he didn't have s*x with her, and he didn't want to disturb her sleep. He had more important work waiting for him at his office. Vars industries, the company he inherited from his father after he turned 21, was under attack. Someone actually dared to attack his company, they must have a death wish. Someone actually attempted to break into his company to steal some important documents from the company. "Boss, we've caught the man who attempted to break into the company". His bodyguard reported to him as he entered into his office. "Take him to the basement". Desmond said. He was going to tuoture the truth out of him. After he was done with all his morning duties, he headed over to the basement where those who have offended him end up. "Boss, we've totured him but he refused to tell us who sent him. He insisted that everything was his idea, that he just wanted to get back at you for firing him". Desmond smirked, then he walked towards the basement, a place for toturing all those who offended him. As he arrived at the basement, a foul smell crowded his nose, but he kept a straight face as he walked toward the room the man was held. In the room, the man who had made the attempted attack, had been begging to be let free "Please just let me go, I've told you everything that happened, I just wanted to get revenge on you for firing me, I didn't steal anything please ". That was the scene Desmond met as he walked into the room. The man's body could hadly be called complete as parts of his body were already missing from the toture. Immediately the man saw him, he knew that that was the end. No amount of begging would possibly change his fate. The reason he even did the job was because, he had just been fired from his job for no reasonable reason, and his family had no way to survive. Someone came like a saving grace amd offered to save his family from the hands of poverty, if he could steal a document from the CEO's office. He was indeed the perfect man for the job, as he knew his way around the company, so he accepted the job despite the consequences. He had a feeling that he might not come out of the job alive, but he didn't want his family to suffer. The person that gave him the job had already informed him that no matter what, his name shouldn't be mentioned. He looked up and saw the terrifying looking man above him, and said in mind, 'please let my family be protected'. Then he bit down on a tiny button by the side of his teeth and said. "You will never get anything out of me" Desmond looked at him and said "Who sent you....". But before he could complete his sentence the man on front of him started to swell Immediately, Desmond and a few of his guards ran out of the room, then a loud sound was heard accompanied with an earthquake. "Boom" "bam" Desmond managed to leave but some of his guards where not lucky. Desmond looked towards his underground building that had turned into a pile of rubbish. The basement was not exactly located below the company, so the company was not affected. Desmond was beyond annoyed and just needed to vent his anger out, then he remembered his 'wife'. Desmond entered his car and drove out of the basement with one location on his mind, his mountain mansion. ... Racheal spent the whole day thinking of how she would be crazy, and Desmond would let her go. She had really no idea what she did to warrant this kind of treatment, even if she offended someone in her past life, this punishment was too much. After thinking critically for a long time, she decided that she was going to act numb. It wasn't that had after all she had slowly been going crazy. All she had to do was to not say anything, not do anything, just be numb. Just as she finally had a plan and had decided throughly on how to do it, she heard a car sound that she had come to become familiar with, Desmond Bentley. He was back and her plan just has to work, no matter how long, it just have to work.
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