I watched the woman before me as she effortlessly moved through the kitchen even though she was in a chefs uniform it did nothing to hide the fact that she belonged here, something I noticed the first time I saw her I could immediately tell that she was a family friend or was related. Everyone around this place was just tense and screamed 'murder-y' aside from her.

A family friend she had said when I asked her if she was friends with her Lachlan she made a weird face and just told me their relationship was healthy. I didn't understand but at the same time I understood it was definitely something to process. This was the only person I felt was being real and genuine towards me even though she could be unfiltered as hell she was honest and in this house that was a breath of fresh air.

I think she's the only person in here who has looked at me and smiled besides that genuinely spoke to me for more than five minutes. She was mostly the part that I enjoyed about breakfast because Lachlan wasn't present at most times -he woke up way too early for work and because when I asked her to eat with me she didn't find it weird and got back to me about my request the next day and it was a yes.

It gave me something to do and something to look forward to. Her long black hair was in a high bun and appropriate for work one thing I've learnt about her she was welcoming but took her job very seriously and definitely enjoyed what she was doing I could see it in the way she moved around the kitchen, she loved it. Her almond shaped brown eyes looked at me indicating for me to go on.

"There is always blood everywhere. You won't believe this but I feel like it just feels more real with time compared to the other ones." I said looking far off remembering the dream.

It always started off with Anele she is usually in my office and library-it was once in the library and I was confused why I would even dream about the library I have only ever been there a handful of times and I wouldn't even be able to tell you what the fancy decorations on the wall looked like. I didn't spend more than ten minutes in there reading was a struggle in my current situation.

It's usually in my new office the night mare started after I saw it, a recurring nightmare that left me restless and filled with dread. It started of a surprise visit from Anele and then he's there he doesn't even ask any questions just slaughters her to death. It gets messier every time and it's something he would do which was why it felt so real because I truly do know that he was capable of that.

"Sounds like you are terrified of him." She said pausing and looking at me as I tried to slow down my heartbeat by trying to calm myself from seeing the very graphic scenes in my head.

"Understandingly I am. With reason. You see the situation I am in." I watched and followed her as she moved the food to the table where we would eat. I tried to help but she refused as always but I neither would I ever stop offering.

"How long do you want to live in fear?" She asked as we sat down and made ourselves comfortable before digging in.

"Mmmh!" I closed my eyes tasting every flavour as it burst in my mouth.

"What is this?" I asked really enjoying myself, it was like this every morning, at first I would come out and there would be a menu for me but I felt that just wasted time and energy and was too much so I asked to personally speak to the chef and asked her to just prepare for me one meal that she felt fit for the day I didn't mind.

"Zillion Dollar Frittatas." She said also relishing in the taste something I also liked about her she didn't hide the fact that she enjoyed her dishes like most chefs I have come across. I smiled at her small happiness.

"Thank you." I said, she only smiled back before getting straight to business.

"Answer the question."

"No."

"Then why are making this hard for yourself. People can pity you but not forever they are bound to move on and you will be still be here with him." I wasn't about to tell her everything about my plans.

Trust no one.

I felt slight relief at the voice in my head I had missed it, it's been a while since I've thought about or even remembered my sisters teaching. Immediately I felt a little better than before.

"I don't want pity -at first I did I hoped someone would be human enough to help me -not pity me enough to be honest but after some cold harsh realisations I accepted the fact that no one around here would help me."

"It's not that we aren't human but we are just people who don't want to lose their heads and the fact that we literally can not help you, this is Ireland this country among many others belong to him. You on the other hand are choosing to make things hard." Deep down I understood as much as I didn't want to nobody wanted to die.

"Time and time again you choose hardship why not just comply?" She asked looking at me, I could see that she was truly confused. She didn't understand.

"It's not that easy." I said looking at my food before looking up at her.

"Why not?"

"I feel like if I do he wins, I feel like if I do I will get used to this I don't want to this isn't right. I was kidnapped for crying out loud and I'm expected to just be okay with everything and not have emotions and go with his will. I can't. I can't let him have peace when I don't. I can't let him fully have the me that he wants when he did all the things he did to me- the inhumane things.
I can't let him have the satisfaction." I gulped stopping the tears in my eyes I didn't want to cry.

"It's not about him it's about you whether he benefits or not for your own sake. Even if I was to help you escape you would be back here in thirty- No probably a few days because O'Sullivan is sick like that and after that it would be torture for you he would make you wish you were dead. There is no escaping him. I could help you escape and drive you to the airport or police station- the police are under him let's not even mention the police they are little pawns -their are bosses are little pawns I really hope you are getting an idea of what I'm saying."

"And going to the airport won't help when he owns majority of the airlines and he has people everywhere. What I'm trying to say is you have no way of escaping this man- you have no choice but to be here but you have a choice of not living a very painful long life." She said, I thought I had everything under control but I didn't I was so bent over leaving this psychopath and getting my life back I didn't even realise the hard truths. I don't want to see him succeed when it comes to me. I was angry at him because he made me feel so powerless and still does in other situations. He took my life and I don't think I would ever just give up.

But maybe for now I could try and do something different because above all else she was right. I don't know how long I have been here but I do know that this can not be my life for the next few months that I will be here- getting out of here is out of the question because I wasn't compromising on that even if he would catch me I will die trying I wouldn't just give up like that but I agreed that for now I had to try and make my life better.

"How do I make it 'work' with such a psychopath. You do understand how fucked up he is right. He isn't normal in anyway and I'm not about to lose myself pleasing him, I would rather he continues torturing me."

"I doubt he wants to lose you- you are who he wants. He's not so bad you know. And as for your first question have you tried actually getting know the psychopath?" She asked standing up and taking our dishes we were both done. I've never really thought about that well in this manner- I did think about this but I had other motives that would work to my escaping advantage but I didn't really think he was human. I just realised that I have never thought of this man as a normal human being- well maybe in the beginning and he was far from being normal.

I guess it wouldn't hurt me try -it wasn't as if I had anything else to do and I did really want to spend my duration in here rather in a more lees of me crying manner. I couldn't believe I was actually pondering on this but I didn't really have a choice, plus I needed to be in my right mind when I continued with my plans.

"Okay."

"Okay?" She asked pausing not far from me and turning around.

"I will genuinely give him a chance." I said making up my mind.

"I actually thought you would make a decision after battling with yourself for days knowing how stubborn you are but I'm glad. Frankly I'm tired of being sad seeing my friend with blood red eyes." She said smiling at me before leaving. That was true she was definitely spot on but I was in a tight situation and I was tired of being scared all the time- I doubt that would change but only time would tell.

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I made my way into his office without knocking, I didn't even realise until I was inside I was so in my head the way over her I don't even recall making my way up the stairs. I watched him look up at me raising an eyebrow at me as he watched me his nonchalant demeanour frightening. I gulped knowing that I couldn't chicken out now.

"We need to talk Mr O'Sullivan." I said making my way to a fancy couch at the corner of his spacious office, I think the space between us would let me be able to speak my mind.

"Do you need help with my name love?" Everything about him was calm - his dark tone made a shiver run down my spine. He clearly didn't like that and I wasn't about to mess with him.

"I'm sorry -Lachlan."

"That's better." How was I suppose to believe that he was normal. Even as I watched him sitting behind his desk his face stoic and the energy around him dangerously calm everything inside of me warned me about him. He had now stopped working and gave me his undivided attention making me nervous.

"I feel like if I keep thinking about this my head will burst open. -I don't know Lachlan if I did I would be here." My tone went up in my flare of emotions. It was frustrating, I felt I was reliving the same day and I was stuck in the same loop forever.

"It would serve you well to watch your tone when speaking to me." His voice was low and dark. I leaned back on the couch not to relax but an attempt to put more space between us as I kept my mouth shut. I felt like a stick I was far from being comfortable. I was on the edge.

"Are we clear?"

"Yes." My voice trembled I was afraid of knowing he could pounce any minute if I disobeyed him and no one would help. I needed to turn things around I didn't come in here to fight with him but instead I came in here for a truce. I wanted to do it before I talked myself out of it.

"Lachlan why am I still alive?" I asked my voice soft afraid of provoking him in anyway.

"Do you think you should be dead?" His question was simple yet I failed to truly answer it inside my head. Instead I looked at his big desk where his paperwork lay along with his laptop and pen. There was also a very modest lamp on the side everything was neat even though he was still working nothing was out of place. I could see the stack of the paperwork he was done with neatly packed and the ones he was busy with neatly packed in front of him with a pen at the top of the stack.

"I don't know anymore, at first I just thought you just liked seeing me in pain but I truly feel like you will end up killing me -or I should be dead by now .- you only saw me once back home and then a few times here and then you decided to kidnap me just because you can -why am I here?." I asked looking at the emptiness he called eyes.

"I've been around you more times than you think. Why would I bring you in my home - in my bed with intentions of just killing you. If I wanted you dead you wouldn't have lived long enough to leave that club."

"What-do you mean you saw me more than once before I came here." I was confused and of everything that puzzled me.

"Do you want me to answer that." It wasn't really a question and I didn't even want to speak about it anymore when everything clicked. I wonder if he knew there were hospitals built just for people like him. I wasn't about to be the one to tell him that his parents should have seen the signs at a young age and got him help, now he was a powerful psychotic man unleashing his wrath on innocent people. In this instance I am the innocent.

"No." I said shaking my head I didn't think hearing it out loud would help me in anyway, just knowing how sick he is at this point was no help to my newly formed plan. His deep chuckle could be heard in the room vibrating of the walls as I shifted my gaze elsewhere feeling so violated and little. I felt as if I had no power whatsoever and I was only now learning about the true world.

"Look-I'm-Lachlan what do you want from me?" I asked carefully waiting for him. We were back here yet again. I didn't understand I tried to wrap my head around it but I just couldn't understand even if I was greatly 'obsessed' with someone I would never in a million years kidnap them even if I was deranged with power, this took a special type of sick someone.

"What do you think I want from you?" He asked never taking his eyes off me as my mind tried to wrap me around the whole thing.

"I don't know." I said.

"I have answered your question before." Was all he said watching me as if he was analysing my every mood. I cleared my throat knowing that I was getting ahead of myself. I needed to focus at the task at hand. With him I felt like I also got side tracked. I didn't blame myself he always messed with my emotions.

"I came here to talk to you about something." I started sitting up properly making him raise an eyebrow at me without a word from him I took it as his continue.

"When are you leaving?" I asked making sure my tone wasn't provoking in anyway.

"Why is there something you want to attempt?" I didn't respond as I looked into his hard dark eyes. There was so much I wanted to say but I didn't want to poke the sleeping bear.

"Of course not." I tried to reply with a straight tone but my voice wavered betraying me. The look on his face annoyed me, it was like he was deliberately provoking me.

"I wouldn't try anything knowing my chances are slim. When I do try I will be sure that I will succeed and then disappear for good." I said looking at him not wanting my gaze to waver. I watched a twisted smirk stretch on his lips reminding me that going against him was no good, it was a already lost war. He stood up waking around the table making me stand in fear. I could feel the temperature in the room drop and the atmosphere change.

"Go. The guards won't do anything, I want you to try right now. You are more than free to make your own decisions Isla." He said a sick twisted smile on his face. I trembled when he closed the space between us. I fisted my hands in balls to try and control them. There were no layers to this man he was just down right psychotic but I still had to change the narrative. It took everything in me not to run. He liked it when I ran only to catch me and bring me trauma.

"You are going to hurt me." I said a whimper leaving my lips when his hand tightly found it's way to my waist. I focused on his chest feeling goosebumps spread through my body as he made me look at him tilting up his chin. I was frozen I literally felt like I couldn't move, nothing seemed to be able to move aside from my eye lids that blinked away the tears. I could feel the first one slid down my face across my cheek. My breathing was very slow, I held my breath and only released when I needed to.

"I don't believe in repeating myself love. I believe you are smart enough to make your own decisions and take the consequences head on." He said making me gulp and nod my head. I wasn't even sure why I was nodding my head but I just needed him to know that he was right.

"I'm not going to run away Lachlan- I won't -I won't do that." He didn't even do anything to me yet the fear that took over me when I looked into his eyes paralysed me. There was so much evil in his eyes it left me breathless this man was capable of far worse than I could ever imagine.

"I'm sorry- I just came here to tell you that I wanted to get to know you so I could try and make this work before you leave for your trip." I stuttered my eyes wider then usual as I tried to calm him down, his demeanour may have been calm but I could see the danger in his eyes. I was so scared. He wasn't a man to be messed with and just saying what I said made me feel like I would severely pay for it later.

"What I mean to say is that what ever this is between us-"

"Are we not in a relationship Isla?" I felt like I lost the last breath I had in me as I continued staring into his frightening eyes.

"I-I I of course -" I placed my trembling hands on his chest removing my eyes from his to his straight nose. The tears haven't stopped neither has the racing of my heart. He was a fucking psychopath I already knew this but it was like I was making a new discovery every single time.

"I'm just -I mean I'm ready to be genuine. I really want to give us a chance." I said deciding I would speak to him about my terms and requests later because right now he would rip off my throat if I was to set him off.

"I will give you more freedom." Was all he said I guess he remembered my whinnying and complaints about this. He lay a kiss on my forehead as if sealing the deal making me shiver not sure if I made the right decision anymore as I shut my eyes tightly trying not to pass out.

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