chapter 8: Red Dress

Rain POV

I was lying on a bed with one of my feet chained to the bed.

Three days have passed, but I'm still here in that shameless man's house.

I looked at my bandaged hand. It still hurts a bit and I can't move my palm properly.

I got up and sat down sluggishly. My mind is a mess right now. I can't believe what's happening.

And also, I don't know what to do.

Even though I want to escape, it crosses my mind that there's no point in striving to break free from here because I also want to end my life.

The man suddenly entered the room, so I stood up in shock.

"Hi," he greeted with a wide smile. I'm mean it's a creepy smile, what the heck. "Why were you surprised? Did I interrupt you with what you were doing?"

It approached slowly.

I gulp. My heart suddenly started pounding.

"I-I wasn't doing anything," I stammered.

When he got closer, he looked me up and down. A smile slowly appeared on his face.

I can feel that normal smile. A genuine one.

"Let's eat," he said, then knelt on the floor and released my foot from the chains.

He stood up and suddenly held my hand.

"But before that, we just have to do something."

My hair stood on end immediately upon hearing it.

This guy plays with emotions in a different league. A while ago my perception of him changed, but in just a few seconds, my anxiety and fear returned.

Is he the one going crazy or am I?

He brought me to a room full of clothes, but all of them were for women. All kinds of women's clothes are probably here.

I was just standing by the sliding door while watching the man. He looked around the entire corner as if searching for something.

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Why aren't you coming in?"

I already know this~

He immediately approached where I was standing, grabbed my arm, and dragged me inside. He was just holding onto me while getting some clothes.

An offshoulder dress, an above the knee offshoulder red dress.

She headed towards the large mirror in one corner while one hand was gripping the red dress and the other was still holding onto my arm, which was just a slight tug away from being pulled off.

Finally, he let go of me and turned me towards the mirror while fitting the red dress onto my body.

No way in hell am I going to wear that. I said to myself. I am disgusted by the reflection I see in the mirror.

The man is behind me, smiling, with one hand gripping the red dress and the other on my waist.

I see his reflection through the mirror. I can clearly see how much he admires.

"See!Perfect match!"

What the hek.

He turned me facing towards him and said, "Wear this, the fitting room is over there," pointing to a corner covered with a blue curtain.

Even though I was nervous and scared, I managed to speak up, "C-can i just not?I'm comfortable with what I'm wearing"

I saw his shoulders slump and he looked at me seriously, the sparkle in his eyes suddenly vanished.

"You have no right to refuse me," he said in a serious tone. He slowly brought his face closer to mine and held it. "In this house, I am the one who decides, all rights belong to me because I own everything,...and you are one of them."

It then step back.

I just bowed my head and clenched my fist.

"I don't want to... just kill me."

Aside from not wanting to wear the dress, I don't want to be a toy for this man, or for anyone else.

Nothing else is on my mind right now but to rest and make all the things that are causing me pain disappear. I don't care who I'm facing or what kind of way it takes for me to finally rest.

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