Despair and Misery

"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always."

- Mahatma Gandhi

"No! I don't want it." It was a mere whisper but it rang clear on the summer air.

"You don't have a say in this. You already sealed your fate when you seduced me to get your bedroom. You think I don't know about the secret passages? In fact, I was waiting eagerly for you to flee so I could have fun chasing you." He stated dryly.

Eyes huge with disbelief of her idiocy, she pleaded. "Please, Xander.."

Clara wasn't aware of their position, until something hard poking her lower belly did she realized that Xander was sitting with his muscled legs between her hips. Two strong hands held her arms above her head.

He could take her here and now.

"Do you forget in that little brain of yours? I have your beloved dad at my mercy." He continued the torture.

Clara's eyes widened in horror. "Please Xander.. Don't harm my dad. He is innocent. This is my fault, please punish me but not my dad." She stifled a sob.

"I was desperate and couldn't stand it anymore. I'm afraid of the future so I didn't think too much. Please spare my dad, Xander."

Xander felt her trembling beneath him, her delicate body shuddering. It was hard to control his desire when he was in anger. He had installed security alarm to detect every movement around the mansion. The second his guard informed there was movement in the backyard, he knew who triggers it.

The secret passage was found when he did a renovation, it was not in the blueprint though. Mr. Davis must had made it secretly in case something happened to protect his family. His little mouse was desperate enough to run and forget he had control over Mr. Davis.

Xander was infuriated because of her safety, the thick forest could harm her. When he saw her sprinted accross, he found relief deep in his heart. Then when he had her under him, it escalated to something else.

No matter how urgent his need to have her, Xander refused to take her here on the dirt, in cold and dark place. He would have her under the soft mattress, with her hair scattered around, hot and needy.

Not this frightened to death mouse.

Xander released her arms and offered his hand to help her stand. Dazedly, she accepted and they walked back to the mansion with their hand intertwined.

Noah was waiting anxiously, his face lit up when finally he saw two figures emerged from the darkness. His boss was furious when the alarm went off, Noah afraid he would harm Clara. No one dared to pull such action and still alived.

"Oh thank God! Boss." Noah greeted them. "Miss, what happened?"

Her shirt and jeans were stained from their wrestling on the soil, with messy hair and dirt stain on her face, she hold back her tears. "Noah.."

Clara's plan to escape was gone. Xander knew about the secret passages. Now, there was no way she could pull such action again. She ought to be grateful that her kidnapper didn't kill her there.

"Shouldn't you be asleep by now, Noah?" Xander pointed out.

Noah quickly detected his boss was displeased and retreated with heavy heart after Clara gave him reassuring little smile to informed that she was fine.

She didn't have the courage to looked up at her kidnapper's face, so she was walking with her head down while her hand was still in his.

"W-what will you do now?" She gathered her courage to ask.

"What do you think I'll do to you after that disobedience?"

Clara was silent under her hard stare.

"There are many ways I could think of to punish you. But right now I'm itching to flip you over my knee, spank your bare arse with my own hand and leave them red and sore." He added crudely.

Clara paled when her imagination ran wild by his description. "No.. I couldn't live with the humiliation."

"You're not into BDSM then? It's not that bad, little mouse. Yes, it would hurt for a little while but you'll experience more pleasure after that."

She gasped, her face reddened. Xander chuckled by her innocent expression and squeezed her little hand. "You'll find what I said is true."

Clara was locked again in her bedroom when she expected he would punish her by locking her in the small room. That night, for the first time since she arrived, Clara cried silently on the comfortable and soft mattress, hiding her small body under the bedcover.

She cried over her failure, her foolishness, she felt humiliated even after she washed her body.

***

The glaring sun woke Clara from her deep sleep. She could finally slept by the dawn, her eyes were puffy from weeping too long. But it felt good after that.

She stretched her long limbs, savouring the silkiness of the expensive sheets. She noticed the maid arranged the white and gold curtain so the sunlight streaming through the glass barrier of the window.

"Good morning, Gemma." Clara greeted the maid, sitting up on her bed.

"Oh. Good morning, miss. I don't want to wake you after looking at your exhausted face, I thought you needed it. But Mr. X insisted." She chortled.

"What time is it, Gemma?" She pushed her messy hair away from her face.

"It's almost 11 PM miss." She finished arranging the curtain into beautiful and regal shape.

Clara couldn't believe her ear, she felt like only sleeping for a couple of hours. She threw the bedcover from her body and get into the bathroom. It too had been changed by Xander. But because of last night's incident, she didn't really noticed the details.

The old style was gone, replace with soft modern one. The tiles and floor from white marmer, a new big countertop, and elegant shower cubicle. Xander really spent a fortune in decorating this mansion. She pondered why he bought this mansion in the first place.

With that thoughts in her mind, she ate her brunch in silent. There were banana pancakes with honey-cinnamon syrup, a bowl of berries and soymilk. Unlike the usual, Noah didn't leave after he delivered the tray.

"Are you okay miss?" He inspected with worry, her face and clothes were full with dirts last night, and she seems to be on the verge of crying.

"The food was delicious, thanks Noah."

Looks like Clara didn't hear the question clearly for she was deep in her own mind.

"Mr. X has gone to work. Maybe you want to take a walk at the garden, miss? You had his permission." Noah informed.

"Thanks Noah but I prefer to be alone in this room." Her smile didn't reach her eyes, filled with misery.

Noah leave miss Clara with the unfinished meal, finally granting her wish to be alone. Only herself and her raging feelings.

*** End of Chapter 7 ***