CHAPTER FIVE
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Uncle Joe's POV
I really enjoy maltreating Princess. She didn't like me when I was always coming to visit her parents. And now, she is mine!!!
I have always wanted to f**k her, but because her parents wouldn't let her out of their sight, I wasn't opportuned.
Since her parents died, sorry since I murdered her parents, I have wanted just one thing: Their properties.
And now the lawyer is telling me I can't have it because the will is not in my name. I am sure if I tell her to go tell the lawyer to change the name to mine, she won't agree.
She may even tell everyone she sees how I behave toward her. I just need to keep her in my custody until I think of what to do to the stupid lawyer.
I came out of Princess's room after f*****g her. I went to the fridge and poured myself some cold water.
I sat on the couch and rested my head on the backrest. I really need to deal with that lawyer. I told him I will give him part of the property if he could change the name, but he refused.
I need to force him to do so, and I know quite well what to do. I am tired of working every day in poverty; I need to enjoy my life.
I can't even ask anyone around my house for help; they don't greet nor talk to me. They fear me so much.
The day someone asked me about Princess whom I locked up in the room, I got the person killed after some days, and I wasn't caught by the police.
Since then, I have been feared by everyone around me. Well, that's me; no one dares me and goes scot-free.
Eddie's POV
… The next day….
I woke up very early the next day to prepare for college. Ryan was still fast asleep. I didn't bother waking him up.
I packed my books into my bag and looked around the room to see if I forgot anything. I then looked at the window and remembered Ryan looking outside the window.
"What could Ryan be seeing here?" I thought, standing close to the window and looking downwards.
I shifted my gaze to the window opposite mine. This time the cotton was up slightly; surely someone lives in this room.
I moved closer to the window, sticking my head out of the window looking into the other window. I narrowed my eyes to see if I could catch a glimpse of the lady Ryan was talking about.
I was still staring at the window when I saw someone pass in the room. I widened my eyes to see if I could see better, but I couldn't; the cotton was covering almost everything.
I gave up, sighing heavily. I will see whatever or whosoever is there one day.
"Hey Ryan," I said, rubbing his hair.
"Hmmmmm," he groaned, rolling on the bed.
"It's morning, Ryan," I said, smiling.
"It's morning!!!" He yelled, widening his eyes happily.
"Why are you so happy?" I asked, surprised.
He didn't even answer me; he ran to the window, smiling happily. He looked out of the window to the other window, still smiling.
"Ryan," I called, moving close to him.
"Shhhhhhh, don't make any sound; she won't come out," he said, whispering.
"Oh God, you are nuts, Ryan. I'm off to school," I said, giggling as I left the room smiling.
Princess's POV
I woke up very early. I felt so tired; my buttocks were aching seriously, and they were red due to the spanking my uncle gave me.
I moved to the bathroom and took my bath. The way the water touched my body, I felt severe pain.
I wept silently as I was bathing. I came out and wore another gown I found in the closet. I combed my hair and made it fall freely.
I looked at my window and saw the cotton was slightly open. I then remembered my new friend. I moved to the window happily and raised up the cotton.
And there was my new friend, smiling widely, looking at me. I sat close to the window and smiled widely, waving my hands to him.
"You can speak up; Eddie isn't around," he said happily.
"Who is Eddie?" I asked, smiling.
"My big brother, and I am Ryan," he replied happily.
"I am Princess," I replied, smiling.
"You have a nice voice," he said, sitting close to the window too.
"Thank you, Ryan, and you have a nice name and face," I said happily.
"Thank you!" he yelled.
"So tell me, where is Eddie?" I asked nervously.
"He has gone to college," he replied.
"So why are you not in school now?" I asked, furrowing my brows.
"We are new here, so Mama and Papa haven't seen a school for me around here," he said.
"Nice, but make sure once you start school, focus well," I said.
"Yes, ma'am, so what about you? Aren't you going to college?" He asked, smiling.
"Ryan, I can't," I said sadly.
"Why?" He asked sadly. I shook my head, sighing heavily.
"Princess, I am your friend; you can talk to me," He said, smiling.
If I tell him and he knows, he will be in danger. My uncle is a cruel man, and once he knows I told someone, he will surely kill him.
"Ryan, I will go but not now, trust me," I said, smiling.
"Hmmm, okay, though I am not satisfied with your answer; it seems there is more to it," he said, and I felt he really understands me.
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