Lisa
In the woods I wandered into the woods behind our house, curious about the mysterious sound that had caught my attention. I couldn't shake my fascination with the woods, and I didn't understand why I was so drawn there. "Lisa, why are you here again?" My mother questioned me from the forest floor, eyeing me suspiciously. She had warned me not to come, but I couldn't help it. I always felt at ease in the woods. I couldn't make sense of the strange things that were happening to me. "Mother, why are you here?" The moonlight illuminated the concern on her face. "Answer me. What are you doing here?" she yelled at me, rising from the floor to approach me. "Nothing, Mom," I replied. "I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I just can't say. In the woods, I feel safe. It's like something is in there calling for me." "No! Lisa, I want you to pay attention to what I'm saying," she uttered. "I want you to avoid the woods. Do I make sense?" "No, Mother, I don't understand what's happening to me. I keep hearing a strange voice in my head, and I've been telling you about it since I was fifteen, but you haven't done anything," I fired back at her. I was becoming frustrated. "I feel a strong pull towards the woods, but all you do is warn me to stay away. I can't shake the feeling that you know something you're not telling me." "Lisa, I want you to listen to me," she stated. "Tell me, Mother. You know something, right? But you're not telling." I looked my mother in the eyes, trying to figure out what she wasn't telling me. She looked back, and I could see the resignation in her gaze. We stayed there for a few moments before she chose to speak. "I don't know anything, child. Just go back to your room," she emitted. "Mother, I want to know. I'm not a child anymore. Please tell me if you know something," I said, trying to look into her eyes, but she looked away. "Lisa, I need you to stop asking questions and listen to me. I want you to stay away from the woods," she warned. I was left speechless as she walked away, back toward the house. I was alone when my mother left, and I couldn't help but wonder what she had kept from me. My name is Lisa Smith, and I am a twenty-two-year-old designer. I live with my mother in a small town in the woods, far from anyone else. I have always wondered why my mother lives alone and has no friends, but I have never received an answer. When I was fifteen, I started feeling strange, as if something was calling me. Strange things began to happen, such as hearing voices and feeling a connection to the woods. I also possess a rare and unfathomable strength. I thought I was going insane until I confided in my mother and realized she was keeping a secret from me. **** Ring! Ring! Ring! I groggily opened my eyes, wondering who was calling me early in the morning. I picked up my phone. It was David. "Hey, babe, good morning. How are you?" he asked over the phone. "David, I'm good. How was your night?" "It was fine, my love. Do you want to see me today?" "I can’t. I’m heading to work soon. Let's fix another date. I'm sorry, David." "It's okay. Let's do that next time. I will talk to you later. I love you." I checked my watch after I hung up the phone. Oh, my! I'll be late for work. I jumped out of bed and dashed into the bathroom for a quick bath. I quickly changed and went downstairs. "Good morning, sweetheart. How was your night?" My mother asked me, pulling me into a hug. "Good morning, mother. I slept like a baby. How was yours?" "It was fine, my darling daughter," she responded with a smile. Oh, my. I love seeing her smile. "Sit and eat your breakfast." "I would love to eat, Mother, but I won't be able to. I'm going to be late for work." I grabbed my backpack and my car keys. "See you later, Mom. I love you." "But…" I had already left the room before she could finish her sentence. After sitting in traffic for twenty minutes, I rushed from my car so quickly I almost forgot to take the keys out of the ignition. I was already late. I hoped I wouldn’t have to meet my nasty boss. "You're here, Lisa," Janet blurted. "Why are you so late?" Janet was both my coworker and my dearest friend. I didn't like having people around me, yet I was unable to clarify why I liked her. "Good morning, Janet." I smiled. "I'm stuck in traffic. Is the boss around?" "Oh yes. I’m glad you mentioned him. He is around. He wants to see you." "He wants to see me, but why?" I despised seeing or meeting with this supervisor. He only knew how to flirt with me. What can I do to get out of this? "I'm not sure. He asked for you, but you weren’t here. I think you should see him right away," Janet responded. "Can you tell him that I am sick, Janet?" "I'm sorry, Lisa, but I can't do that," she uttered. "You know what he's like." "I understand. Thanks. I’ll be on my way." With a heavy heart, I walked closer to his office. I hoped he wouldn’t find fault with me today. I knocked on his door when I arrived. "You can come in." I heard his creepy voice behind the door. I tentatively opened the door and walked in. "Good morning, sir," I said as I greeted him. Mr. Peter raised his head, dropped his pen, and smiled. "You’re here, honey." Here we go again. He's at it. "Sir, you asked for me?" "Oh, yes." He rose from his seat and approached me. Mr. Peter encircled my waist with his hand. "My darling is here." "What do you think you are doing, sir?" "What do you think, honey?" he inquired, his grip on my waist tightening. He shifted his body to stand behind me. "Stay away from me, old pervert," I screamed at him before pushing him away. "Are you nuts, Lisa? How dare you treat me this way? Do you think I'm joking when I tell you how I feel?" "I'm not, sir." "Are you trying to take me for a fool just because I love you? Why can't you see that I love you? Give me a chance, honey?" He was a repulsive man! This old fool was enough to be my father. "I want you to understand and imprint it on your skull that I am not interested in you, sir. Please respect my wishes and leave me alone," I said as calmly as I could through gritted teeth. "Who do you think you are? A princess or something?" he yelled, clearly frustrated. "I would advise you to think twice before rejecting my offer, or else." I hated being threatened. Did he really think I would stand here and let him bully me? No way, never. "Or what else? Do you think you can do whatever you want?" I questioned. "I won't tolerate being bullied. I am not a pushover." "Really?" he grinned menacingly. "You don't know your place. Since you want to do this the hard way, I'll oblige. I am your boss, and I have the power to end your career." "I haven’t done anything to warrant being fired," I said with a chuckle. "You can't do anything to harm me, boss." "Check the time!" he exclaimed. This demon. "Is it appropriate for you to be here at this hour? You're late for work, and you dare to display such arrogance, bitch." "Sir, this is the first time I've been late since starting here. I got stuck in traffic. I apologize." My mother and I relied on my income. I couldn’t afford to lose this job; otherwise, we'd struggle to make ends meet. "Do you think that saying sorry will solve everything?" he sneered. "I'm sorry, sir," I whispered, trying my best to diffuse the situation. He moved closer to me. "Really? Are you truly sorry?" "Yes, sir," I replied. "I don't think you're sincere enough, honey," he whispered into my ears. I was burning with rage. "I am, sir. Please trust me," I looked at the floor to hide the hatred in my eyes. "Then show me how sorry you are," he demanded. His breath drifted across my face, and a wave of nausea washed through me. "How?" I asked. "I want you to get on your knees, unbutton my pants, and perform oral sex on me."Warning: This chapter contains a violent scene. The mysterious man. LisaWhat? I was taken aback by Mr. Peter’s disrespectful and inappropriate behavior. Was he kidding? What did he take me for? A whore? Today, I wouldn’t hesitate to put this bald, ugly old man in his place.“What are you saying, Mr. Peter? I should do what?” I asked. “You want me to kneel and suck you?”“I know you want it too, baby,” he sneered arrogantly. “Can you please stop acting like you’re a virgin?”“Sir, I hate this.”“Honey, I’ll take good care of you,” he muttered with a smirk. “All you have to do is spread your beautiful white legs and let me penetrate you.”“Let go of me, pervert,” I yelled.“Let go of you, huh?” Mr. Peter scowled. “Don’t even think of escaping from me. You will become my woman.” He leaned forward and grabbed my wrist tightly.I’d had enough of this vile beast. He had the audacity to treat me like a harlot. I clamped my eyes tight, trying to contain my anger.“I warn you, Mr. Peter. Let
King Alexander I was in my office, buried in paperwork. It had been a long day of nonstop work when I heard a knock on the door. “Yes, who is there?” I answered. “It’s me, Alex,” the voice replied. It was Maria. “Come in.” I stood up as soon as she stepped inside. “Maria, what are you doing here?” I questioned. I held her hand and sat her down on the leather sofa. “Alex.” She touched my face gently. “I’m here because I miss you.” “You should have summoned me instead of coming here. Why are you stressing yourself out?” She had been the only person I had cared about since my parents’ deaths. I felt bad seeing her in this state. She was so sick that she couldn’t move without the assistance of others. Maria was poisoned because of me. “Where are your maids?” “Don’t you want me here?” she asked. “Are you fed up with me?” “No. Don’t misunderstand me, Maria. I’m worried.” I tucked a strand of dark, silky hair behind her ear. “We don’t know what will happen to you if you get sick agai
Who are you?Confronting the unknown.Lisa's POVThe man in front of me was attractive, with a strong jawline, intense eyes, and an air of confidence. His hair was well-kept, and his lips were full and inviting. He had an unknown aura that intrigued me, unlike my boyfriend David. The unknown aura kept enticing me to embrace him. But his rude behavior was intolerable."Are you stupid or what? Can't you hear me?" he growled at me again, pulling me out of my thoughts. "You disgust me, woman. How dare you look at me with that lustful eye?"I shrank back, trying to ignore the anger in his voice. "Are you deaf?" he asked. Even if he was attractive, I would not tolerate his bad behavior."Who are you? Do you think of yourself as a god or what? How dare you curse this queen?" I scowled. "Are you sick?""What?! How dare you!" he screeched."What?" I spat angrily. "Are you okay?"Before I knew what was happening, he attacked me. "What?" I gasped for air as he grabbed my neck and began squeezing
Let go of me.Mate's ResistanceKing Alex's POVI can't believe what just happened. I had never experienced being treated this way before. A human woman slapped and threatened me. Was it because she was my mate that she was able to slap me? I had been searching for my mate, but now I had lost her."My king, we need to go back," Marcus said."Do you see what happens now, Marcus?" I asked. "That girl claims she is my mate.""Claim? She's your mate, my king?" I stared at him."Stop saying nonsense, Marcus," I warned. "She isn't my mate. Maria is. She will be my queen after that girl gives birth to my child.""Sir, but she is your fated mate," Marcus uttered. What is wrong with him? Was he trying to talk in favor of her because she was my mate?"She should be your queen, not Maria, sir." This was the first time he had talked this long with me. If not for the fact that she was still useful to me, I would have killed her."She has no qualities of a queen," I spat. "She is not capable of lead
Defying Destiny Knowing My Identity Lisa's POV I couldn't shake off what happened yesterday. I was frightened and couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned all night, unable to calm my racing thoughts. "Lisa, why aren't you up yet?" My mother asked. "Aren't you going to work?" I opened my eyes to find my mother in my room. "Mother, what's wrong?" I questioned. "Are you not going to work?" she asked. "Oh, my goodness!" I stood up and dashed into the bathroom. I'd overslept and would be late for work. I quickly showered and changed into my clothes. "Lisa," mom called. "Mum, I need to go." I grabbed my car keys and drove off. I parked my car and ran inside the company. "Good morning, Janet," I greeted her. "Is the boss around?" "Not yet. Good morning," she replied. I sighed. I felt relaxed. I sat down and began doing my work. "Good morning, sir." Janet stood up and greeted him. I stood up. "Good morning, sir." "Come and see me right now in my office," he shouted, glaring at me. I
The King's DemandWhat Are You Doing Here? Child Breeding Machine.Lisa's POV"You... what are you doing here?" I asked. I was shocked to see him at my house.This unpleasant and egotistical person had no business being here. "What are you doing here?" I asked again, my voice rising in anger. He took a step closer to me, his eyes narrowing. Was he here because I hit him?"I guess you don't know who I am yet," he stated. "My name..." Before he could finish his statement, I cut him off."Why should I be interested in knowing who you are?" I grinned. "A jerk like you." It was my turn to do whatever I pleased. After all, he came here looking for me. It's payback time."Lisa," my mother called me. I turned to face her. "Do you know him?""Yes, mother," I replied. "He's just a scumbag, lowlife guy that I met at the club. He's a rude jerk.""Haha!" He laughed out loud. "A lowlife? Interesting.""Like, seriously," I sneered. "Are you mocking me?""You don't know who you're planning to kill yet
Confronting the BeastYou made the right choice.Lisa's POV"Good," he said as he shoved my mother to the ground and wrapped his hand around my waist.He pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "You're gonna be a good girl for me, aren't you?" I shuddered and nodded, my voice trembling in fear.I wanted to puke, but I couldn't bring myself to show this monster in front of me how disgusting he was. He came to drag me to hell, and he succeeded in doing so."Mother, are you okay?" I asked."You don't have to worry about that right now, mate," he muttered. "All you have to do is concentrate on me rather than on her.""You…" He kissed me before I could finish what I was saying. He forced a kiss on my lips."Let me go!" I screamed at him."If I were you, I would be on my best behavior," he whispered in my ear, licking my earlobe."I'm sorry," I apologized. This was the first time someone had successfully threatened me."You should look at me whenever you're talking to me," he stated. What e
Back to the pack.Bound by ChainsLisa's POVHe forcefully penetrated me with his fingers, causing me to cry out in pain. I was helpless, unable to do anything but scream and cry."Shut up!" He exclaimed."Please."Finally, he released me after he was satisfied."I hope you've learned your lesson. Always remember who you belong to, mate," he scoffed as I sobbed. Why was this happening to me? Why? I blamed myself for going to the club. If I had known this could happen, I wouldn't have left with her."Clean her up," he ordered, and my mother tearfully complied. I wondered if my father would have stood up for me if he had been alive. After she was done, she dressed me."I'm sorry, child," she whispered. "I could only stand by and watch."I could see guilt in her eyes. She wasn't at fault. I pulled her into a hug."You should stop this. I'm not interested in watching you display your love. You should go pack your clothes. We're leaving now," he commanded."To where?" I asked."To my pack,"