"You’re lucky you don’t get to do anything for the next few days until we get a client whose child you are going to carry," said Samantha.
She turned on her heels to leave but Anastasia stopped her. "Wait," and she halted. "Samantha," Anastasia called ever so gently. "Please, can you let go?"
Samantha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She thought Anastasia perhaps had let her words mistakenly fall from her lips so she didn’t react much. Instead, she continued to look at Anastasia with an unfathomable expression.
"You’re a woman yourself. Are you happy with what you’re seeing?" Anastasia continued, proving Samantha wrong that her words hadn’t mistakenly slipped earlier.
This might be the last way Anastasia had thought she would get to touch Samantha’s heart—that’s if the latter still had one. This was the very sa woman who ordered several n to have fun with her however they liked after all.
A sinister grin stretched on Samantha’s red-painted lips, a flicker of sothing flashing in her eyes for a split second and disappearing imdiately.
"This is all for business, Anastasia. Also, before you continue to beg, nothing good will co out of it. You’re only suffering for the past mistakes of your husband."
’And there it was again.’ Anastasia thought to herself.
The more she was reminded of the main reason she was captured, the more she couldn’t help but despise her husband.
"You’ve been held hostage for two months already... oh wait, let’s make it four months," Samantha said with a smirk, her arms crossed over her chest. "That’s plenty of ti for you to realize there’s no way out of here, no matter how hard you try. And if you do..." she leaned in closer, her voice dripping with venom, "I’ll happily make sure you’re punished just like last ti."
All the hairs on Anastasia’s back stood on end, a chill creeping down her spine as Samantha’s words sank in.
Not that she was surprised by Samantha’s words, but the way she spoke about punishnt made it clear she had sothing even harsher in mind. Sothing more twisted, and it seed she was eagerly waiting for Anastasia to make the slightest mistake.
Looking at Samantha now, Anastasia was beginning to wonder if she, Michelle, and Xander were humans.
"Xander told that Xavier took soone precious away from him. Was it his wife, girlfriend, or perhaps a child?"
"And why do you want to know that?" Samantha snapped, making Anastasia flinch. "Are you perhaps going to revive the body of the girl?" Anastasia imdiately shook her head. "Then don’t ask such baseless questions. You get so free ti so you can leave this room and familiarize yourself with others. Maybe one of them will give you so hope before I crush it again."
Samantha chuckled so darkly that it sent a chill down Anastasia’s spine.
Without another word being said, Samantha turned on her heels and left the room. She didn’t lock it, which ant she was really serious when she permitted Anastasia to leave and interact with her fellow won.
Ana scanned the room for any CCTV caras and she spotted one just above the tiny closet. It glead a red color, signifying it was recording her movents.
Anastasia walked towards the window that could barely fit a child, talk more of an adult, and the view that welcod her was nothing more than a swimming pool section where she saw so other won chilling under the sunset. Anastasia hadn’t been counting, but if she was to guess the number of pregnant won she’d seen since she stepped out of the car, they would amount to a hundred.
Sighing, she decided to leave and grab sothing to eat.
As Anastasia searched for the kitchen, she encountered several won who were stealing glances at her as if she was an alien that’d just landed from space. Likethey hadn’t just seen Samantha’s henchn dragging her inside.
Every single corner, Anastasia would spot a heavily ard man. She’d thought the house was heavily guarded, but the factory was worse.
"Do you need anything?" A woman tapped Anastasia’s shoulder, making her jolt.
She was wearing a pink gown with a nurse standing beside her to assist her with anything. Her baby bump was so huge it seed she would give birth anyti soon.
She had blonde hair and stunning gray eyes that made her look ethereal. The way she smiled at Anastasia made warmth creep into her heart.
"I was looking for the kitchen. You see, I’m extrely hungry," she responded.
"Since you’re hungry, I can get you sothing to eat," said the nurse who was standing beside the heavily pregnant woman. "What would you like to have?"
"Anything," Anastasia replied as soon as that question was asked.
It was already evening and the only thing she had for breakfast were wet vegetables with a glass of milk—a terrible combination.
The nurse gave her a warm smile before she excused herself to get Anastasia food.
"Let’s go to the poolside," said the blonde woman. They walked past so won who continued to glance at Anastasia with an odd expression.
However, Anastasia couldn’t be bothered with them. She didn’t dare make eye contact with them because all she could see was them turning into so delicious delicacy.
"What about the nurse? Won’t she be looking for you?" She asked.
"Oh, we were both heading to the poolside anyway so I’m sure she’ll know that’s where I’ll be."
When they arrived near the pool, the pregnant lady settled on a pool lounger, with Anastasia sitting beside her.
"Aren’t you the new girl that was brought here earlier by Ms. Samantha?" A lady asked, looking into Anastasia’s eyes so deeply as if she wanted to read her thoughts.
Anastasia nodded. "Yes, I am."
"I see, welco, welco," she said so cheerfully as if Anastasia was to jump up and clap her hands like a little child. "I know you must be shocked right now, but don’t worry, we’ll take care of you."
Although they seed nice, Anastasia wasn’t going to let her eyes deceive her.
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