C3 Chapter 2

The room grew cold as Bailey's eyes widened in shock, her pupils flickering in fear. Her lips trembled as water trickled down her face from her wet hair. She quickly diverted her gaze to Alex who gazed at her with a harsh temper, Bailey could feel his blood boiling as veins popped by the side of his head, his dark black hair nicely cut and shaped.

"Where are you coming from by this time?!" His raging voice rang out throughout the vast bedroom, the sound of the heavy rainfall filled their ears.

Dumfounded, Bailey stared at Alex, she is used to his constant torture but this is an inhuman act that made her speechless.

"Are you deaf?!" His angry loud voice boomed through her ears bringing her back to reality.

"I...I...I waited for the..." Bailey tried to explain but she was cut short by Alex.

"Just take a look at yourself" Alex let out as he scanned her wet dripping clothes and scattered hair. His eyes held so much disgust and irritation, his face squeezed in so much resentment, all Bailey could see was disdain and hate.

"Coming home looking like a homeless beggar" Alex continued with his full eyebrows squeezed, "look at you! Only the sight of you makes me sick!" He roared as Bailey gazed at the well-polished floor shivering with fear, "You like what you just did right? You just embarrassed me in the presence of my friends and highly reputable men of this country by looking like this" he pointed at her angrily, "Do you want to make me a laughing stock in the front of them?!" He yelled furiously, his sharp brown eyes enlarged in rage, making him look more violent than he ever had been.

"But...it isn't my fault" Bailey let out in a panic tone, her eyes flickering in fear, "The bus was out of sight tonight and a...." Before Bailey could finish her sentence, a fierce slap went across her left cheek, her whole body burned immediately as her knees grew weak. Her eyes became filled with tears as he turned to Alex who was ready to hit her again.

"Say another word, I will hit you again and have your failure ass out of my house" he threatened scornfully. "Remember, I own you, I can do anything I please with you. You should even be grateful that I saved your f**king miserable life when your father sold you to me. Never, ever, try to do something stupid like this again" he warned pointing a finger at her. With the tone of his voice, Bailey knew that he Is very serious because Alex has always been a man of his word.

Not taking another look at her, Alex stormed out of the room closing the door after him. Bailey heard the sound of keys which made her realize that Alex was locking her in...again.

With eyes welled up in hot tears, Bailey fell to the ground feeling hopeless as she burst into bitter tears, her hands on get face as her cries filled the room. She cried without ceasing, her life is a total mess and she is accustomed to this terrible way of life without any hope.

Alex makes her life a living hell, treats her as a slave to his advantage and pleasure. He is so possessive of her and treats her as a puppet, nothing but that. Bailey, with no other voice but to surrender to his torture and live by his rules. Her mother is late and her father selfishly sold her to Alex back in Belgium to save his company which was his only chance of a livelihood.

Ever since she arrived in the United States, she knows no one here and was never to live in the mansion except she goes to her bakery shop which she struggled to open without the help of Alex who swore not to have anything to do with her business.

Bailey has been living with Alex for the past three years and she wonders when he will stop treating her the way he did.

Lifting her head Bailey gazed around the room. Her eyes were puffy due to her everyday tears. Slowly, she cleaned her wet face with the back of her right palm, she got up, removed her heels as her feet were hurting already. Scanning around, Bailey walked towards a large standing mirror by the side of her closet pulled with clothes. Standing near the mirror, Bailey stared at her reflection as seconds passed by, she fixed her sharp hazel eyes which were tired from its daily tears and sleepless nights. Her blonde hair stood firm resting on her shoulders, her dazzling red lips cracked by the cold.

As a surviving baker, she wasn't allowed to make friends as Alex restricted her from seeing anyone, but that didn't stop her from making friends with her distant customers who couldn't stop but praise her beauty. Their compliments made her feel weird as she wonders why Alex has never seen that beauty in her but only saw ugliness and failure.

Looking at her stained face, Bailey picked up a face wiper on a nearby table beside the mirror and began to clean her makeup. Gently, she packed her hair in a bun, her cheeks were still red as they burned from the slaps she received from Alex.

Slowly, Bailey began to undress, her white shirt was already ruined and old so she decided to throw it away. After undressing, she walked into the tinted glass bathroom and stood still under the shower as the warm water ran down her hair to her legs.

After few minutes Bailey walked out of the bathroom, applied lotion on her cheeks. Her stomach rumbled reminding her that she was dead starving. Signing, Bailey walked towards her bed, laid on it, and covered herself with the blanket as the rain poured down heavily. She rested her head against the won't pillow and fixed her eyes on the ceiling above her, Slowly, she diverted her gaze to the alarm clock standing On a table beside her bed and realized that it's 5 minutes past midnight.

With heavy thoughts, bailey glared at the tinted window beside her as she watched lightning flashed through the dark sky. Filled with so much uncertainty, she decided to give sleep a chance to quench the hunger growing in her. Seating up, she switched off the lights and gently laid to sleep which she finally did after so much tossing around the bed.

Few hours passed by, in the cold dark room, bailey felt the presence of someone, clinching her blanket tightly, she turned around with fear, a warm hand touched her shoulder and her whole body froze at that instance. Immediately, she sat up and turned on the lights only to find Alex beside her with an evil smirk on his beardless face.