Play With His Game

Destiny's POV

My hands trembled as I picked up the folder from the mattress after I stared at it for a long time. I put it on my lap, slowly opened it with my right hand, and started reading the content of the documents. My eyes narrowed as I continued reading, and Fabian was right—she was planning to transfer all my shares to her.

I threw the folders, and the papers flew into the air and landed on the floor as I ground my teeth and clenched my fists.

I walked towards the balcony and felt disappointed when I realized they had locked it from the outside. I grunted as I returned to bed and tumbled on the soft mattress. They also closed my door from the outside.

It has been two days, and I still wear the same clothes. I felt terrible for being unable to take a bath and change into something presentable or a comfy dress. I laughed, thinking I didn't need to worry about my clothes since I was a prisoner.