The darkness surrounding my eyes makes melatonin rise in my body. But I've to stay awake at any cost. My eyes are blinded but at least my ears can still hear. So, I focus myself completely as even a small hint about where we are headed will be very useful but their talks never disclose any information about the location. The only extra thing I learned about Blake through their conversation till now is that he is the one who made the dean add both of us to the same group. I don't understand how he did it and what made the dean listen to him.

"Tell them it's over and they can get out." I hear Blake's voice.

"What is over?" I ask out of boredom. I think it's better to talk and know more about him than to sit silently, playing with my fingers.

"None of your business, babygirl." He says and even if I'm blindfolded, I'm pretty sure that there's a smirk dancing on his face.

"You are taking us, oh sorry! I mean kidnapping us to make us a part of your life. So your business is our business as well." I scoff and fold my hands at my chest.

"Do you know you are very smart? But there's a slight mistake. It's just YOU who will become a part of my life. Ella is just a hostage so that you don't make a mistake." He pauses for a second before asking curiously, "What made you think that by the way?"

"It's obvious. Seeing how both of you shot the bullet in her leg and not in her head means your intention wasn't to kill us. The only thing that is still unclear is why you are taking us to your house."

"She is very smart, brother. Be careful." I hear Andrew chuckling from behind.

"Agreed." Blake replies and I can hear him snickering.

"You didn't answer me yet. What is over?" I ask once again.

"You don't need to poke your nose in other people's business." He places his hand on my lap and gives it a light squeeze.

"Look who's saying. By the way, I learned about poking my nose in others' business from you." I turn my face to him and say cockily. He is the one who is intervening in my life as if it is his own and he has the nerves to tell me to stay away from his life. I feel stares on me and a hand on my left shoulder.

"Get your fucking hands off her right now. And do what I've said before." The angry voice of Blake fills the car. The hand which now I know belonged to Andrew moves away from my shoulder, making me realize that Andrew isn't allowed to touch me.

"It's over. Get everything back to normal in university." I can hear Andrew's commanding voice.

"Will you tell me what is over? And stop changing the topic, please. I'm fed up with both of you." I speak through gritted teeth.

"Cleaning that slut's blood and letting everyone move in university, back like normal." Blake groans and I turn my head to him in anger. His words, 'slut's blood' boils my blood. I clench and unclench my fist as I try to calm myself. My mind feels heavy as I think about the reason why nobody saw us in the university. How can they empty the streets and corridors of the university? The car comes to a halt with a screeching sound making me dwell out of my thoughts.

"We are here," Blake says and I remove the blindfold without asking either of them. My eyes blink several times as they adjust to the sudden brightness. I turn my head to look at Ella but before I see her my eyes meet with the light blue ones that are fuming with anger. I ignore his glare and turn to Ella. Her head peacefully rests on Andrew's shoulder. I'm forced to look at Blake as he grips my chin harshly and turns my head.

"Now what?" I say insolently.

"You better change this attitude of yours." He warns and I look at him ferociously. He gets out of the car and Andrew follows behind. He walks to my side and opens the door for me. I roll my eyes as I step out of the car.

"Welcome to your new house," Blake says as he places his hand on my waist and starts walking towards the four-story building.

We walk through the wooden door and a wide hallway comes into view. It's the so-called living room but its liveliness is shadowed by three shades, dark, light, and blue-grey. Rays of sun penetrate the white arched windows, showering some light in this gloomy room. All the furniture is aligned according to the symmetry of the room. The black glass table rocks tenderly upon the sawgrass flooring. The white colossal pillars stand tall on which rests the second-floor open space balcony. The teal color sofas vividly evoke the memories of me and dad going to the beach every time I scored top in the class.

"Our room is on the second-floor sweetheart. Let's go." Blake holds my hand and starts walking.

"I don't need your help in walking." I glimpse at our hands before jerking them away from his hold. I saunter clicking the pictures of this whole house in my mind as I've to escape this hell and for that, I must know each and every corner of this prison. As I walk in deeper, the dining comes to my left side and a wide staircase to my right. The silver cutleries gleam as the light shines through the picture window, making me squint my eyes. The greenery behind the glass pane steals my vision and I stand amazed by the beauty of it. I don't know if he will ever allow me to go into that mesmerizing garden.

"Learn to behave if you want to walk freely around the house." He whispers in my ear while his bristles graze my ear lobe. I instantly regret it and mentally slap myself coz our lips almost brush each other as I turn to face him. He bites his lower lip seductively as he looks at my quivering lips. I step back immediately only to bump into something hard. I turn around and meet the other devil, Andrew.

"Where is Ella?" I ask him. She was right here a few minutes ago. I can't trust these freaks, who know what their next step is going to be.

"She is in her room," Andrew replies and steps back, making some room for air to pass. Blake grabs me by my waist and my back hits his hard chest.

"Now if getting me bumped into both of your stone chests is done then can I meet Ella?" I jeer and glare at both of them.

He grips my shoulder, spins me around, and cups my small face in his large hands while I try to read his next move. My eyes grow ten times their size as his lips envelop mine. His one hand holds me by my waist and his other hand is at the back of my head, making it stay in place firmly. I shake my head and try to push him but his bulky body doesn't budge. Tears prick my eyes but I dare them to fall. My lips start getting numb as he sucks them for an eternity. I dig my nails into his hands but it only aggravates him more as he demands an entrance. I open my mouth willingly only to sink my teeth as hard as I can in his tongue. I wish his tongue would get a deep cut so that he isn't allowed to talk for days.

"You bitch!" He snarls as he clasps my neck, strangling it.

"You brought this upon yourself, Blake Williams. You deserve this." I knee him in his groin which makes him step back.

He holds his crotch with a distorted face while glaring at me. I turn around with tears brimming my eyes only to meet Andrew. He looks at me in horror and I throw him a deadly glare. I feel embarrassed to the core in front of them. One harassed me while the other one silently watched it. It feels like getting assaulted by two people at a time. They are disgusting monsters of hell who are hiding behind the face of a human.

"You will regret it, Melissa." I hear Blake's voice as I run in search of a dark place, darker than this living room, to get consumed by the darkness and cry a river.

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