Page 57 of Locked Souls

It would seem that the other guards didn't care enough to let them clean off the filth of living in that room.

Walking down the hall, I'm trying to think of excuses as to why I can't come inside.

I have the shits?

No, that won't work. She will just have one of her lackeys beat me.

Fuck, Isabella only invites me to her place when she wants to drug me and fuck me.

I hate this. I hate her. I don't want anyone touching me except for Jonas and Chastity.

I don't want to feel disgusted in my own body anymore.

I take my time, slowing my pace with each step the closer I get to reaching her door, so I'm not surprised when Isa gets impatient, grabs my throat and pulls me into the furnished room.

There is a door off to the side of the foyer that has locks and chains all over it. One day, I am going to break in and find out what or who Isabella is hiding.

“Spider, I have been waiting. I requested you an hour ago,” she snaps and I lower my eyes.

She prefers submission, and though I know what my fate is, maybe if I comply she won't drug me.

Paradise is addictive, and if I take it, I’ll need to wean myself off of it again. The first few nights after returning to the Academy were rough.

Snake was there to help me through the sweats and withdrawal symptoms.

I didn't want the others to know.

“Doesn't matter, you're here now and we can play, but first, I have a teeny tiny little favor to ask of you.”

She pauses for dramatic effect, and when I look up into her eyes, the evil smirk on her lips proves I just fell into her web.

“There is a new plaything that was just picked up. Bring her to Room Four for cleaning and wardrobe,” she says, running her long nails along my shoulder as she passes.

Now that I'm taking her in fully, I can see that her once blonde hair is a blood red, and I have to wonder if she's trying to disguise herself.

She notices me looking and fluffs her hair, giving me a sultry smile that turns my stomach.

“Do you like it? I thought I needed some sprucing up.”

“It suits you,” I grunt, and she preens.

Opening the door, she shoves me back into the hall.

“Now, go do as I say, and then come back and play with me. I've missed your cock.”

As I look along the empty corridor, I once again can't help but think I'm missing something.

Since returning, I've noticed little things that are different. A lot of the guards are gone, and most of the children have been moved.

I hope they are okay, and that Jacob managed to get them to safety. He was planning some big moves with Snake before we were forced to return to this hell.

“Yes, Boss,” I say, watching as her eyes light up at how compliant I am. She doesn't need to know that what I'm really thinking about is how much better her neck would look with a garrote around it.

TEMPEST

It's cold and dark here. I don't know how many hours have passed as I've been drifting in and out of consciousness, thanks to the drugs they pumped into me.

My future seems bleak, and I'm starting to forget the face of my baby. I don't like it here.