TAMARA'S POV
He was actually looking at the peephole? Slowly I opened the door and greeted him, hi Mr Holland. He didn't respond, just looking at me. Finally after sometime he asked, won't you let me in? I noticed I was blocking the way and I made way for him to come in. He came in and sat on the couch leg crossed while I served him a can of water. I sat on the couch adjacent to him, he was looking at me so I asked him, Is there something you want?
Yes, I want you, he replied, making me shudder at his straight forward reply.
Come here, He said again.
His audacity thinking he can order me around in my own apartment. I sat still looking at him, sure he was looking at me as well, probably trying to intimidate me but that won't happen today.
I don't want to do this, I said to him.
You don't want to do what, he asked me.
I don't want to do this fucking relationship, I replied being more audible this time.
You have no choice, he said to me.
Well, I do have a choice, I countered.
I get whatever I want, you think you can stop me? He questioned.
What you want, what you get, it's none of my business ok, I know my right and I owe you nothing, I countered.
He was calm for a while before asking me, what do you want?
I want you to leave me alone, I said.
Do you want me to pay you? He asked.
No! I just want you to leave me alone, I replied irritated.
I'm not leaving you alone, this relationship is valid from the moment you accepted it till the moment I decide to let go, he declared and stood up, scaring me out of my wit.
I'm just a woman, how can I stand against such a grown man.
What do you want to do, I asked him as he approached me.
Possessing my possession, he answered and pulled his belt. I made to run for it but he was faster and soon I was pinned down beneath him on the couch. He sat on my legs rendering it immobile and began to shackle my hands with his belt.
I was terrified, are you going to force yourself on me? I asked him.
It Depends on your response, he replied.
What did I do wrong? Can't I make my own decisions? I questioned.
Not when I'm the one calling the shot, he answered and ripped my cloth.
Haaaa!! How dare you! You have no reason to disrespect me like this, I shouted at him.
How about fucking you all night, is that enough reason? He countered making me still and speechless. He stopped what he was doing and caressed my face, just be a good girl, he said lowering his voice.
If it were before, I would have been enchanted by his charm but now I'm beginning to see a different side of him that I can't accept.
You're right, you can disrespect me for fucking me but I promise you that you won't be getting another chance, I said to him. The belt on my hand wasn't so tight so I was able to pull out my hair pin. This isn't just a hair pin but also my secret weapon. I immediately placed its sharp edge on my wrist.
See, I would rather die than let you have your way with me again, I declared.
The cameras captured you coming into my apartment so if anything happens to me, you will be charged for murder and don't even think you can delete the footage because I placed a backup on them.
VINCENT'S POV
After going my separate ways with Tamara that morning, I was planning to visit her that night or probably invite her, I have a reason to invite her because she's my girlfriend of course. Unfortunately my mom has called to tell me that she has arranged a dinner date for me and Vivian. I know it was my father's doing, he had only asked my mom to call me so that if I didn't show up she would be blamed for having a disrespectful son. My father knows that I can't bear to put my mom in that situation. That's why he asked her to call me, this is exactly how he is, manipulating everything around him. I think that he is now planning to finalize the engagement between the two families. I complied with my mom's request and met up with Vivian that night. I bet she was all ready to be taken but she still has an outstanding debt to pay for drugging me which kept her at bay. I can get involved with any woman but not Vivian. Maybe I can find a way to escape this marriage in the future so it's better to keep my accounts with her clean.
The next day James told me about the pictures circulating the company. I don't need to think before knowing who is behind it, this is the only thing she's good at.
By the time I was through with my business activities in the evening, it was already dark so I decided to drop by Tamara's place. Thankfully the place she lives in wasn't that bad, when I knocked on her door I heard footsteps coming to open it but the door never opened. I saw a pee peephole which likely means that she had seen me but what is keeping her from opening the door is what I don't know. I stood for so long that my annoyance began to kick in. Imagine standing here like this after a stressful day. Eventually the door opened but still she wasn't ushering me in, I felt like if I don't speak she might keep me standing the whole night. When we were finally inside I was already planning on how to make her pay. When she sat opposite me, she was no longer wearing the apron she wore earlier. She's now left with a short skirt revealing most of her thighs and sexy long legs with bare pretty feet. This is probably what she wore to work which makes me think that I will consider looking into my workers outfit. When she asked what I wanted and I answered, I bet she was surprised at my vulgar reply. Well, I don't beat around the bush. Then she began to talk about some pretty rubbish things.