His Possession

Emma’s hands were shaking with fear and a few drops of sweat were running down her forehead. She put the book down unable to read any further. Millions of questions were running through her mind. Why were these types of things written in that book? Was it real? Did the boy die? Worst of all, was it her Master who did all this?

It did not look like a book. The letters were not printed. They were handwritten, meaning that someone had written. But who could this person be? How could they have written such horrible things?

Hesitantly, she picked up the book again and began to read.

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“Please don’t hurt me. I will never do this to any kid ever again.” Jonas begged but none of his words affect his capturer, who called himself the “devil”. That he sure seemed like.

“I do not like lies, Jonas. The moment I let you out of this basement. You will go to school tomorrow morning and repeat your daily routine. How can I trust you, Jonas?” He mockingly asked the kid.

“Please, believe me.” He laughed again and punched Jonas in his face.

“You little fucker.” He punched him again. A crack was heard and blood was pouring out of Jonas’ nose.

That did not stop him. He punched again and again, making him breathless. Jonas did not get another chance to speak. The punches were so hard and fast. He did not even have the time to take a breath.

By the time he stopped, the kid’s face was covered in blood. His nose was completely broken, and his eyes were swollen. How could someone hurt a person so mercilessly? In the capturer’s mind, Jonas was a bad kid. He deserved it.

After about half an hour, Jonas was lying unconscious on the floor. His capturer untied his ropes and let him free only to get beaten by him again. He did not stop till he lost his consciousness. Jonas was a jock, well built and tall, but something about the capturer was so terrifying, that he could not fight back. He felt helpless and weak.

While the devil himself was in peace. No one gets away from him after hurting him, that was what he kept yelling all the time as he kept on landing blow after blow.

He leaned down to his level and held his collar, pulling him close to his face.

“If you ever come close to me, trouble me again, then this will happen again. Take this as a warning. Because next time, you would not just be lying unconscious, Jonas.” He said and let go of his collar. He knew Jonas did not hear him. He didn’t have to hear the devil because he knew better than to never bully again.

The capturer got up and walked to the basement door.

“You don’t mess with me. You don’t mess with Alexander.”

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She closed the book and put it inside the drawer. Sitting on the table, she began to wonder. Could it be Alexander? Although the guy was not killed, it seemed like Alexander did hurt him. It was terrifying, Emma never liked violence and she had never read any book about violence. But, that book was not just a mere book. Someone had written it- like a diary. She wanted to believe that it was nothing except just a random book, but then again if it was a normal book why was she so attracted to it? What was something so odd about that book? She wanted to continue but then looked at her mobile phone, glancing at the time. It said 1 o’clock. She figured she should not stay any longer because she had to wake up early and start working with other maids in the morning. She got up from the chair and carefully walked out of the library, closing the door behind her. She turned on her flashlight from her phone and began to walk to her bedroom. When she finally reached it, she sat on the bed and placed the phone on the stand. Lying in her bed, she began to wonder about all the things she had just read. It was not the end of the book, and she felt the strong urge to read more into it and find out what happened next. She had no clue what she was curious to find out.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard footsteps near her door. Her heart paced up and she quickly covered herself with the bedsheets and pretended to be asleep.

Who could it be at this hour?

Emma thought to herself. She heard the cracking sound of her door being opened. She clenched the blanket and closed her eyes shut. She had no clue why someone would enter her room at this hour of the night. She heard footsteps coming near her bed and her heart dropped. She was sweating, clearly scared of what might happen.

Her bed felt heavy, someone sat on it, right beside her. She did not dare to move, somehow she had a feeling that she knew who was it. But she refused to move and make a run for the door.

She felt the person touching her shoulder, and it took her everything to stay still. The touch was gentle. She felt a hand moving up and down on her shoulder, and her breathing hitched. She wanted to move but she didn’t want the person to know she was awake.

Then she heard whispers. “You belong to me, Emma, only me.” Alexander’s voice was hoarse yet calm. It did scare Emma but she was not terrified of it, at that moment. She was scared thinking he had claimed her without her consent, and the consequences she could face if she rejects him. She was not terrified because his voice was calm, it held no anger, no vicious intentions, but only an unknown emotion that she couldn’t express in words. Maybe she did not want to know.

The hand was no more on her shoulder, he was no more sitting on the bed beside her. His footsteps moved out of the room and the door was closed. She sighed in relief and pulled off the blanket. She was all alone in the room again. Why was he there in her room? What did he want? She was confused but she thought not to wonder about her Master’s thoughts and intentions for now. She needed to sleep. Shrugging off the thoughts, she went under the covers again and fell asleep.

The next morning, she was all drowsy. She hadn’t gotten enough sleep. She had another bad nightmare… she did not even want to think about it. It was related to her past life. But it happened after a long time, she was surprised that she did not get as many nightmares since she got the job.

However, Alexander was sitting at a Mexican restaurant far from his office. His friend Adrian brought him there along with his date. He had told Alexander that he did not want to go alone, so Alexander was there but he was not the type of person to enjoy these things. They had been there for an hour and all those time Adrian was making out with the woman who had not uttered a single word. Three cups of coffee were placed on the table; two hadn’t been touched since they were put there. Alexander was getting annoyed by the minute and he excused himself which he was sure fell on deaf ears. He paid the bill and got up from his seat to walk out of the restaurant. It was a big fancy restaurant and there was a place to sit and relax and maybe enjoy a decent conversation. He sat there on the couch and took out his phone. He called his client to let him know about the date when he would be going to Japan for his business dealings. He was unsettled by the idea of spending his time in Japan when he wanted to just talk with Emma as he felt that there was a distance between them. He could not stay away from her anymore.

Getting up from the couch, he walked back in where his friend was enjoying his time with his date, smiling at her. Alexander begrudgingly made his way toward them. Adrian noticed and looked up at him.

“Hey man. Where have you been?” He queried. Alexander ignored his question. “I am going home. I have to arrange some files before I leave for Japan.” Adrian nodded his head in agreement and Alexander walked out of the restaurant.

When he reached home, he went straight to his bedroom, changed into his casual clothes after taking a shower, and told Ela he would be downstairs to eat dinner. It was the first time in a few months that he had had his dinner downstairs. He walked down the stairs in his casual clothes dark blue t-shirt and grey trousers. Alexander sat on his chair and waited for the food to arrive but his posture did not reveal his true feelings. He was excited to see Emma and get a chance to talk to her. He wanted to hear her voice, he wanted to know how her day was, he wanted to know how she was…

And all these seemed so new to Alexander; he had never done something like this for anyone before. After a few minutes, the doorbell rang and one of the maids opened it and saw that it was Adrian.

“Hey, Alexander!”

Alexander looked annoyed at his friend for showing up so late at night. “What do you want?” He asked in an irritated tone. Adrian grinned and said. “Nothing. I was just passing by so I thought to say hello!” He knew that was not the reason why Adrian was there.

He sighed. “She wasn’t the right one, was she?”

Adrian chuckled and nodded his head. “No she was not,” he said.

Alexander called Ela. She came right away. “Yes, master?”

“Get the guest room ready for Adrian.” Ela nodded her head and walked away. His eyes roamed back to Adrian who was looking down, ashamed that he had shown up like that because of a woman.

“Thanks, man. You do-” Alexander cut him off. “Don’t bother. It’s fine. Stay here for tonight.” Adrian nodded his head. During the conversation with Adrian, he almost did not notice Emma coming close to the table and putting the dishes on it. His heart skipped a beat and his breath hitched when he noticed her approaching them. There was just something about her that always made his heart pound which he couldn’t get enough of. Her long hair was in a ponytail, and her maid dress befitted her body like a second skin, mimicking her figure.

Has she gained some weight?

He asked himself. He pictured her from the day he first saw her; She was so petite and fragile, and now she looked like a grown woman. The thought of her beautiful body hiding under those clothes made his heart filled with desire. It was getting ever more difficult to control the beast inside. Anyhow, he figured he might not have to do that for too long now.

After he was done with his dinner, all the maids were taking the dishes back to the kitchen and cleaning the table, while Emma was standing there helping the girls when Alexander called for Ela. She rushed there.

“I’m leaving for Japan tomorrow for a week. I don’t want any of the workers to go against any rules, while I’m gone. I will send Liam or Ethan to check here every day. It is your responsibility to make sure…” His eyes traveled to Emma whose eyes were on Alexander but looked down when he stared at her. “… no workers get out of the house, or take any leave till I come back.” Emma’s heart began to beat faster. She knew he meant her when he said that. He did not want her to get out of the house. She could have visited Caroline while he was gone…

But, he had already warned Ela, and now Ela would never approve for her to take a leave. However, she was happy that he would be away from her for one more week.

“Yes, master. No one will leave this house. I assure you.” Alexander nodded his head and got up from his seat. Later then, all the maids were done cleaning the table, washing the dishes, and their other tasks in the kitchen. They were all tired and wanted to sleep. It was their bedtime anyway. So, everyone went to their room, as well as Emma. She laid there for half an hour but she could not sleep, she thought to continue reading the book but she wanted to wait until Alexander’s departure. She sighed and got up, sitting on the bed. She was tired, but her curiosity was too strong to let her sleep; it was frustrating for her. She looked to her right and looked out the window, looking at the moonlight breaking inside the room through the curtains. She walked there and opened the curtains, admiring the full moon in the night sky. It was not cloudy and the sky was sparkling with all the stars in the cosmos. It was a beautiful night, one of the best she had witnessed. She smiled looking at it. The view from downstairs was even more beautiful. She thought to go there as she could not sleep anyway. Emma left her room and went downstairs, standing near the tall glass window, and opened the curtains for herself to look at the night sky. She was right, it looked even better from down there. The moon was lightening up the whole area, breaking through the darkness around there. Her face lit up, she has always loved nature.

“Enjoying the view?”