[Trigger warning: mentions of sexual assault, violence]
Anastasia...
(One month later...)
It had been a month since we came to New York. It really isn't that bad even though I am always at home.
Recently, Tania was enrolled in a private school not far from one of King's companies. Trust me, it wasn't as easy as I make it out to be because Storm didn't want her out of the penthouse because it wasn't safe, but he also didn't want her to be homeschooled.
We finally came up with a decision which he had agreed on, but only on one condition–he could sleep with me in his bedroom.
King and the others are hardly at home, always working and disappearing. I was now seated on the couch, busy with King's laptop watching a movie. I was still not allowed any devices so, I used his. I could not even go out of the house because the only way out is when one of them was with me, but since they were constantly busy, there's nothing I could do but stay inside the penthouse.