Blake's POV:

I look at her as she closes her beautiful eyes.
I stand there for few minutes staring at the exquisite girl in front of me.
I bend down a little and kiss her on the forehead before covering her small frame with the duvet.

I don't think, she has the strength to go to university tomorrow. She isn't able to walk properly let alone run here and there for the classes. She needs rest. I won't let her go and neither will I.

I will stay with her. I will take care of her. Yes, I am the person to hurt her. But she needs to behave. She needs to accept my love for her. The day she starts loving me back will be the starting day of her heavenly life. I will never hurt her or punish her from that day. But till she starts behaving I have to be austere to her. I love her very much. But she takes my love for granted and keeps breaking my heart with her cruel words. I don't want to hurt her but if I don't then she will leave me one day. I will make her love me at any cost.

I grab my phone from the bedside table and call Martha and tell her to come and clean the mess on the floor. I tell her to not make a single noise while cleaning.

Within minutes Martha comes in.
She is the most trusted maid among the whole staff. She manages the other staff as she is the head of them. She is not too old. All the staff in the house are not allowed to look at me except Martha. After all, they are not paid for that. They are paid to do the duties assigned to them. Martha must be in her late thirties. She has been taking care of me since I was 10 years old. Martha was assigned to take care of me as I didn't have a mother. My Mom died when I was 3 years old. I saw her in the photo album but I don't have a memory of her.

Martha cleans the mess and gives me a look of done sir. Yes, Martha calls me sir. Not did I ask her to but because dad is against my friendly nature with anyone who works under him.

She exits the room once I nod at her and I walk towards the door and close it carefully to not make a noise.
I walk back in the direction of the bed.
I off the lamps and lay on the bed. I hug my baby from the back. She tries to move but I keep her in place and soon she sleeps peacefully.

My Love in my arms. The best night of my life. My Love, My World in my arms all safe and secure. I kiss her on the arm lightly and close my eyes.

Melissa's POV:

"Blake! Wake up. I have to go to university. I can't miss my class again. Wake up." I shout at him.

"Why are you up so early?" He asks drowsily.

"We are going to be late because of you. Wake the hell up." I bark while pulling the covers off him.

"We are not going anywhere. Come sleep." He says with his hand gesturing me to go to him.

"Oh yes, we are going," I argue with my hands on my hips.

"You don't get to order me, okay." He says as he gets up and is now sitting on the bed.

I continue looking at him as he runs his hand in his hair making it all the more messy which makes him look hotter.

"But you said to me yesterday that we will be going to the university today. So why not?" I ask in desperation.

"You are looking Gorgeous, My Love."
He comments while getting out of the bed.

"Don't change the topic. Tell me why aren't we going?" I grumble.

"I want to rip this black outfit off your body. Can I Mel?" He mocks, striding towards me.

His words make my stomach flip. He stands in front of me. I don't step back. It's as if my legs have given away. And I don't think so I can even if I want to because I am not able to walk properly. All the credits go to him for making me so helpless.

"Answer me, Blake. Why are we not going? I want to go. We will be late. Don't waste the fucking time Blake, please." I shout at him.

"No bad words, Mel." He pauses to warn me.

"We are not going because you can't walk. How will you manage to run for the classes? I can't let you go. And so we both will stay at home. That's it. End of the argument." He says while placing his hands on my shoulder.

"I will walk. I mean I can. I want to go, please. I will manage. But please let's go." I request with puppy eyes.

"Okay. If you want to go so desperately then we will." He says and kisses my forehead.

I step back involuntarily breaking his lip and my skin's connection. My leg pains due to sudden movement.

He pulls me by my waist. My legs paining like hell. My hands are now on his hard bare chest. I look up at him with puppy eyes in hopes that he will leave me. But his eyes are filled with rage.

"I said no backing away from me. How many times must I tell you?" He shouts in my face.

"S-sorry," I say quickly.

I don't want him to change his mood. I know for sure that I won't be going to university if he gets angry. I try to think of some ways to change his mood to a happier one.

"B-blake. Can I p-pick out clothes for you to wear t-today?" I ask not finding any other good way to change his mood.

His expression changes to a calmer one. Thank God! It worked. I want to get some fresh air. Even if I have to walk with this wounded leg, I will. I just want to get out of this house for some time. Maybe I can make friends and escape with Ella, with their help.

"Yes, of course, My Love." He says now hugging me.

My face now into his bare chest. His scent intoxicating me. I try to not inhale but fail as he never ends the hug.

"We are running late. I think we should get going now." I say trying to break the silence and to get away from him.

"Hmm, okay." He says unhappily.

I slowly pull away from him.
Once I am standing without his support I slowly walk towards the wardrobe and picks the black t-shirt and black knee ripped pants for him.

I hold his clothes on my both hands while asking him if he would wear them. And his reply makes me blush.

"Well someone wants to do twining, hun? Not bad! You in a black top with a black cardigan along with black pants and I also in a black outfit. Not a bad idea My Love." He says with an amused face while walking towards me.

"No no, I mean. It was a coincidence. I will pick something else for you to wear. One sec." I turn around to put the clothes back but he grabs them from my hands.

"You don't need to pick another Mel. And kitten, let's twin our sneakers too, I guess white will be perfect." He winks at me before rushing to the bathroom.

Blake's clothing:

Melissa's Attire:

I walk towards the bed and sigh before sitting.
My mind thinking about Ella. I hope she is fine. I want to meet her so badly. I have to be on his good side so that he allows me to meet her. I remember, he said to me yesterday that he will let me meet her today. I think so he won't torture her today as he said yesterday. I don't want her to get hurt. She is already in pain even when she has nothing to do with him. It's all my fault. I should have not made friends with her. He would not have tortured her if she weren't my friend.

Tears start to well up in my eyes and soon start falling one after the other. I miss my old life. The one, where I live with my family happily and peacefully. I wish to go back in time and never come here again. I want to run away from him.

His behavior has changed since the time I woke up yesterday. I can't seem to understand him. The moment I think he is in good mood, he then becomes the devil he is.
He looks completely different from the time he tortured me and Ella.
He is a completely different person now. Although he listed rules and stuff to me, I don't think so he will punish me to the extreme if I do not follow them. Even I have been breaking his so-called 'Rules' since yesterday, but he doesn't seem to get that angry as I assumed him to be. I just hope that I am not underestimating his anger. Anyways, all his behavioral changes won't make my heart flutter for him. I can never forget what he did to Ella and me. Although my cheeks betray and blush all the time, it's mostly out of embarrassment though. I hope he doesn't think of it as a shy emotion.

The door of the bathroom opens and here comes the Devil with a handsome face. He is towel drying his hair with one hand and one hand closing the door back. He looks attractively sexy, to be honest in all black. His muscles would have been my sight of admiration only if they weren't his.

He walks towards me while tossing the towel on the bed and picks me up in bridal style, taking me by surprise.

"What are you doing Blake? Put me down. My legs are paining." I lie just to get out of his hold.

Yeah this time, it ain't paining. Maybe they are used to sudden movements now, lol.

"I don't want to." He simply says and starts walking towards the door.
For the first time, I am out of this room. Yesterday when he brought me into the room from the basement, I was sleeping.

Rather than fighting to get off, I look around me. We are into a corridor and there are three doors including the door to Blake's room. As he keeps walking, new views come into the vision. There are paintings on the wall. Mostly floral paintings and some art paintings. As the corridor ends, comes the huge broad spiral staircase. He walks down the stairs slowly and carefully. When we reach, I glimpse at the richness of the living room. Luxurious diamond tufted teal color sofas surrounding the elegant glass tea table. The Magnificent Chandelier hanging from the dome-shaped roof right on the top of the tea table.
I try taking in the beauty of the room but he moves in the opposite direction blocking my lavish view.

I look in the direction he is walking and see the gigantic kitchen and a huge dining table which is decorated beautifully.

"The rest of the house you can see later on. Now stop examining in the house. You will be living here with me for the rest of your life. So don't need to look at everything right now. Now have breakfast." He says while putting me down.

I ignore his words. It's like I am now used to them. I have to live here. I can't leave him. I can't do what I want to do. I don't get angry at such words now. Because I know that I will escape anyway. I will fight till my death but never become his willingly.

"But we are getting late." I remind him.

"No, we are not. The schedule for the whole week is the same. So according to that, we have our first class as anatomy. And I don't think that sir is in a position to come to class. I mean Samuel hit him pretty hard with the truck. So we won't be having any class for one week unless they add a substitute Teacher. And as per my knowledge, we don't have our Anatomy class." He replies with an assuring smile

For the first time, he has explained something in detail. Otherwise, he always bosses around.

'Do that, do this. Don't do that. Don't do this.' I mentally mimic him.

"What are you smiling at, Angel? He says with a confused look.

"U-Uhm nothing," I say realizing that I smiled for real while mimicking him.

We have our breakfast then we head to the university. Andrew drops us at the university. From the dining table to the car, for the whole time, Blake held me bridal style. He didn't allow me to walk. I just hope he doesn't do the same in university.

We reach and I try getting out of the car by myself but Blake warns me not to so I sit in the back seat.

He gets out of the car as Andrew opens the door for him. Andrew was going to open the door for me but Blake stops him and being the fake gentleman, he opens it.

He forwards his hand and I put mine in his and get out of the car. I whimper a little in pain. But I try hiding it.

I am now standing on my feet. I look up at Blake in confusion as to why we are standing here instead of going inside. I am taken by surprise as he bends down and in a swift motion holds me in bridal style.

He starts walking towards the main gate as Andrew dropped us just outside it. Everyone's attention turns towards us and my cheeks turn a dark red shade. My heart raced at the sudden attention of everyone. I drive my face in his chest and slowly ask him to put me down but he only shakes his head in disagreement.

I look up at him to find him smiling at me. I look away and try to hide my face in his chest from the crowd of unknown humans. Some are whistling and some taking pictures. Some cheering and some gossiping. We walk to the main building and I try to feel my heart rate increase more. Now we were about to enter our class. I am going to meet my group mates for the First Time, but such an entry will be a perfect one to become the gossiping topic of the week or utmost a month.

"Ready, Mel? " He asks mocking me as we are now standing right in front of the classroom.

The door is slightly open so he pushes it with his leg and as I assumed everyone's attention turns towards us.
They are all looking at with surprised expressions, some girls look in shock and some have a furious look.

'I know he is hot girls and you can keep him to yourself. I don't mind at all. I don't want him. Take him away and I will be grateful to you all.' I say inwardly.

Blake looks at me before entering the class. There are two seats vacant but one is at the window side and one right here. He pushes the chair back with his leg and a girl the name I don't know yet helps him in the process. He places me down gently and I just hang my head low and hide it in between my free hairs.
Thank God I left my hair free today instead of tying it in a bun.

My cheeks turn cherry red in embarrassment. I could feel the stares at me. I try to look up at where Blake is sitting as only the one seat near the window is vacant. I see him and to my despair, he brings the chair along with him and sits beside me.

I feel a hand on my shoulder which makes me flinch. I turn around and glance at the hand before looking at the person to whom it belonged.

"Have some water. You are hot as hell." He says while offering me the bottle.

My eyes widen in fear at his statement. I knew what he meant by hot. He just meant to say that my body temperature is increased as my cheeks reddening is the clear indication of it... But I know for sure that Blake is gonna take it the other way. He is gonna interpret it as a comment on me. Oh, God! Either I will die today or either this boy will.

My legs trembling in fear although I try my best to hide it. But I think the boy understood my nervousness as he says,

"Hey! I think you are Melissa. You can have it. Don't worry it's not drugged." He completes his sentence with a wink.

My blood freezes. I could feel Blake's hand on my lap giving it a tight squeeze clearly warning me to not take his bottle. It's hell paining as his grip is right on my wound. I try not to show the pain. I clench my fingers into the palm so tightly that it would break my metacarpals. (Metacarpals are 5 bones of the palm. Each bone moves in the direction of your finger. So 5 fingers, 5 bones)
Drops of sweat start to form on my forehead. My hands, my palms sweating in fear.
I have to hide the fear and try to act normally which is not possible for me. I mean I am not an actor nor have I taken acting classes. So how the hell will I act as if everything is perfectly alright! I didn't understand how did he knew that I am for sure Melissa and not Ella as no one has seen Ella before.

I gulp down the lump formed in my throat and speak,

"N-no thank y-you. I don't need." I try my best to not stutter but my fear doesn't allow me to say it boldly.

His grip on my thigh loosens up but it doesn't help lessen the pain. His hand was still on my lap. His eyes boring holes into the back of my head as my face is still turned towards the boy.

"Okay! Well, I am Mark. Nice meeting the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." He compliments me while introducing himself.

He doesn't know that the more he keeps talking to me, the more he is getting nearer to his death. I know for sure that someone is going to die today. I know how possessive this psycho is. He will kill anyone who comes near me without even blinking. And that makes tears well up in my eyes that because of me someone will be suffering.
I immediately turn around not wanting him to see me cry. I quickly wipe it off but more tears threaten to fall as his fingers dig in my wound. His grip is too tight. I can't hold the pain I am suffering. It's too hard to control it. I am sure the wound must have started bleeding again. I am glad that I wore black otherwise the bloodstains would have been visible to all the eyes present here.

His grip loses all of a sudden.

"Good Morning Mam." Few students greet her.

I quickly wipe off the tears and look at her.
She looks young, around in her late twenties or even less. She practically looks like a student more than a teacher. She has blonde long hair like mine but only the color is different. She has hazel eyes which match her warm skin tone. She wore a white shirt and few starting buttons are opened which shows her cleavage. She had black pants and black almond toe pumps making her look taller. She looks like 5'6 in height now.

"We have some new faces today? Hello to the new faces, I am Anna your physiology teacher. Well, introduce yourself to the class."

Our schedule for today was shuffled as instead of physical training we have physio as our second class. This information Blake told me in the car. I don't know how he knows everything beforehand.

I see Blake getting up from the seat and before he could speak Mam speaks.

"Well handsome, you don't need to introduce. I know you. You are Blake Williams, the hottest guy in our first-year batch."

'Is she flirting right now?
I mean really?' I arch an eyebrow while thinking.

"Yes. I am Blake Williams. And this is my GIRLFRIEND, Melissa Anderson." He stresses the word girlfriend and finishes off with a smirk.

Mam looks taken aback at his sudden confession. Everyone's eyes widen in shock including mine.
Did he just gave an introduction on my behalf and that too mentioned me as his girlfriend?
I mean seriously! He is sick. He needs a doctor. I thought that he was scaring me yesterday about this gf bf and stuffs.

He confessed it. Thinking about what next he said to me yesterday, I feel shivers run down my spine. I remember him telling me that he will be marrying me soon after telling everyone that we are in a relationship.

Oh God no this can't be happening, please. I have to make a plan. A plan to escape as soon as possible.

Mam starts our today's lesson about the 'Membrane Resting Potential'
(guys it's just a physiology topic, don't get confused)

She keeps explaining while every now and then she either winks at Blake or spares him few glances. I am too distracted to listen to what she is explaining. I am busy making an escape plan, of course, a plan which includes Ella's escape too. Suddenly I hear Mrs. Anna calling out my name which makes me panic.

"Miss Anderson, tell me the value of resting membrane potential of the pacemaker of heart?"

I start fidgeting my fingers as I am hell nervous. I don't know the answer. I wasn't hearing her when she was explaining. I keep my head low not wanting to look at her.

"Miss Anderson? If you don't know that means you are not paying attention in the class. Get out if you don't want to study." She yells at me.

"M-mam..." I try giving her some false excuse but I am cut off by her

"I said GET THE HELL OUT OF MY CLASS RIGHT NOW." She yells so loudly that I flinch.

I get up from the seat and as I am about to walk off the desk, someone holds my hand.

"I will be leaving this class too. Meet you in the next class, Mrs. Anna." Blake speaks while holding my hand and dragging me out of the class.

Boys were shocked at his boldness as their mouths were wide open. And few girls picturing him as their dream boyfriend. And some girls mumbling which is quite audible, at least to me it is.
"She dares to take away our prince charming. I want to punch and destroy that so-called beautiful face of hers." One of the redhead girls I don't know the name of mumbles.

"No, you can't Blake. I mean it's her punishment, not yours. She can walk on her own. She got two legs you don't need to accompany her." Mam tries to stop him.

"Yes Mrs. Anna she got two legs but her punishment is my punishment. She hurt her legs yesterday because of me. So she wasn't able to concentrate right now because she is in pain. So if you may excuse us can we please leave? He ends off the statement with an arched eyebrow and his all-time smirk.

Mam looks taken aback by his words as she grits her teeth before telling,

"Okay. Your choice. You will be missing out on one of the important chapters of this subject." She says trying to keep him in the class.

I am sure that she has a crush on him or something like that. She has been eyeing him from the moment she saw him.

Blake holds me bridal style again and takes me out of the class. I could hear someone whistle at us and few girls slamming their fists on the desk before exiting the class.

" Put me down. I can walk." I say to him but he keeps walking with a stern face.

We walk towards a hallway that is all silent as all the students are in their respective classes. The hallway is quite big. There's a huge two-way staircase in the middle. And windows that act as a medium for the sunlight to brighten up the hallway.

He keeps walking more and more until it's dark as there's no sunlight reaching here. My heartbeat increasing once again.

"Where are w-we going and w-why?" I ask in fear.

"Trust me, You don't want to know where and why I am taking you? Just for your information, it's a place where your screams won't be heard by anyone." He says with a very serious look.

A/N:
So hey guys!
Where exactly is he taking her guys? What do you think?
How was this chapter?
Interesting hun?
I tried to make it interesting, hope I was successful in it.

So tell me what do you think of Blake's character?
Is he nice or is he bad?
And what about Melissa? What plan is she thinking of for escaping? Will, she put her plan into execution? I mean will she even get a chance to try putting it into execution.

Stay tuned!!

Thank you so much for all the love you have showered on me. Your support is what makes me keep going.
Thank you! ❤️☺️

And STAY SAFE!