"I never chose the life I had back then. Never asked for it but now all that I have, I have earned. Maybe not by the right means, but they are mine all the same. " His rough hands caressed my tear stained cheeks with such gentleness that it could easily fool me. It almost did.  I wanted to scoot away but the ropes tying my hands to the bedpost, tugged at my skin harshly. There was no escape.

"But even if I get everything in the world, there will always be one thing missing."

He didn't have to complete the sentence for me to know the answer.

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The darkness from her past had returned hand in hand with the taunting present. Rose was caged in the hands of the devil, and he was not ready to let go anytime sooner.

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Sequel to the submission series. (Submit #2)

Triggers and smut present.


Submitting

The door closed, leaving the loudest echo I have ever heard. This whole situation felt too surreal as I stopped breathing and looked at Liza, waiting for her to say anything because I couldn't possibly even begin to. The anxiety that trembled me, paralyzed me the same, and the millions of swarming thoughts inside my head made it completely impossible to function. 


"I'm so sorry if these pancakes taste a little too doughy, haha. I don't know how I messed up this simple recipe. I should have added another egg. Or maybe a little more of that baking powder. My measurements are always off, and you know how I hate reading recipes. And-" I knew Liza. It was sort of a relief to know that some things about her were still same. All this mindless chatter was nothing but her not too sly way of hiding the far more pressing things she wanted to say. 


Escape