Crave

                                    

                                          
As he left me alone there I began to think of a way out.
                          
"I have to get away from this place, I can't stay here", I said to myself furiously.
                          
I got up from the bed and saw out of the window. As far as I could see there is only trees and trees and nothing else in sight.
                          
"Fuck where is this psychopath keeping me"
                          
I ran towards the door but it was locked. I can't see any way out of this prison. My heartfelt heavy and tears escaped from my eyes. I want to go home. I want to get away from all of this misery. I was in my thoughts when the door suddenly opens up revealing a middle-aged woman with food.
"Oh dear what happened", she asked me worriedly. 
She genuinely seemed interested in knowing about my condition.
" I want to get away from here", I said in a hushed voice.
Fear creeped out on her face
"I'm afraid I can't do anything", she said disappointed." Come have some food"
"Are you kidding me a person is keeping me, hostage, here and you are asking me to eat? I don't want any food. I don't want anything related to him", I said fighting my tears.
" I know, I know everything that is happening to you but if you won't eat he won't leave me, so plea...please eat the food"
I can hear the fear in her voice. I don't want that monster to torture, anyone, because of me anymore. I sighed and agree to eat. Her eyes lighten like a little kid. I chucked at the innocence. As I was about to eat someone interrupted us.
"So you are fucking Mrs Evans", the woman spoke with a chuckle.
" Miss Eva", the old lady exclaimed.
"The one and only", she smirked.
I was wondering who she was and why she is here. She wasn't looking pleasant anyways.
" Get up and get dressed you have to come with me to the office", Eva commanded.
"What office?" I asked not able to understand what's going on.
"Well you applied for the job didn't you, boss hired you. Now go get dressed"
I realised what she was talking about. I did apply for the job but now..now I didn't want it. I don't wanna face him every single day. I don't wanna work under him. I can't.
"I don't wanna join", I said hurriedly.
She looked at me and without saying anything she dialled some number. I was watching her trying to read what she was doing then she spoke up.
" Boss she is not listening" with that she passed the phone to me. "Talk". I took the phone and froze at my place.
" Do you want me to come and get you dressed and then carry your ass here or you wanna do this in an easy way", the person behind the phone growled.
I but my inner lips wanna say a lot of things but can't find a single word to say.
"I take the silence as a yes so go get ready and come here with Eva. Do you understand?" 
I knew I didn't have any options. I hummed.
"I want to hear words, Mrs Evans"
Chills ran down my spine. "Ye..yes", I finally spoke up.
" So now are you going or you want men to escort you like a princess", Eva mocked.
I didn't pay much attention to her. She was just trying to provoke me but denied reacting.
I went to the closet and my eyes couldn't believe the sight. The closet has anything women desire. From different styles of clothes to bags and sandals, it has everything. It was showing the seriousness of Kevin. He really wants to keep here, he wants to keep me as his prisoner. I turned around "Where are my clothes? I don't want anything that he is providing."
"Heh" I heard a chuckle. "You think this is funny?"
"Sorry but yes I mean you have a whole luxurious closet to choose and you are still looking for your old shabby clothes" Eva mocked.
"Well seems like I don't get sold on just because of some luxury"
I saw anger in Eva's eye. I was satisfied with it anyways she was the one who provoked a first.
"This is the only choice get a dress and change or else you want me to call the boss to tell him that her pretty little wife is making a fuss" Eva spoke in a rigid tone.
No..no..no..no I don't want that at all. I thought to myself and then gave up. I looked in the closet with blurry eyes, "He is controlling my every action" I told to myself and then picked out a dress and got ready.
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Kevin's Pov:
I was working in my cabin when I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in"
Eva came in with Isabella following her from the back. God, she was looking breathing in that formal black pencil skirt and white floral platted top. The skirt was enhancing her every curve. It was beautiful.
"Boss...boss" I heard Eva calling.
I came out of my thoughts and looked at her.
"You can go now I'll explain to Mrs Evans on my own.
With that Eva left leaving me and Isabella alone.
" So Mrs Evans how are you feeling about finally getting the job of your dream"
She didn't reply.
"Seems like I left you speechless Mrs Evans"
She didn't utter a word. Words are no way to be found she was not even glancing at me.
"I'm asking you something"
Again no reply. It made me impatient and angry. I marched towards here.
                          
Isabella's pov:
He was asking me questions as if expecting me to be happy about the fact that I have to work here that too forcibly. I was replying, I didn't want to but I guess I pushed him on the edge. I saw him getting up from his chair, fisting his hands, marching towards me. I took a step back. He came near me and grabbed my neck pinning me on the wall.
"You do love to provoke me," he said his dark eyes coming over my face.
"Don't you forget I'm your husband and you have to answer me or else.."
"Or else What" I don't know from where I got this courage but I questioned back. I yanked his hand away from my neck and gain my balance. 
"Or else what will you do. You did everything. You snatched away my happy life, you snatched away my freedom, you snatched away my independence. Why are you acting like I got this job based on my capability? Torturing me at your place wasn't enough that you decided to do it here too. So just shut the fucking hell up and just do what you are planning to", I shouted my lungs out.
His eye darkened. He grabbed my waist and swirled me around back hugging me he spoked, 
" Doesn't your little mouth move too much?
"Yes it does get used to it", I said matching his intensity. I didn't want to look scared. Not in front of him
Ge leaned forward inhaling my scent while his hands roam around my stomach. He was doing his sinful acts again and I was holding on not to react to his touch. He slowly moved his hands from my waist to my collar bones. Brushing his fingers across it. I stood there...still. Not moving not yanking him away.
" Why is it always like this. Why your mouth tells a different story while your body does the other" he speaks near my ears.
He turned me around facing him.  Pulling me so close to him that there was no space left even for the air. My eyes widened.
"I really like this shocked reaction of yours", he chuckled. " Believe it or not you really like my touch Mrs Evans, don't you?" He said looking confident. I hated how my mind knows he wasn't telling the lie but I knew I can't let this happen.
"Your touch disgusts me", I said screeching my teeth. 
He looked at me for a few moments and then released me from his grip. I moved away.
" One day you'll give yourself to me by your wish. I won't force myself on you, you'll come to me"
His steady voice made me feel weak. My stomach twitched at his words.
"That day will never come, " I said looking straight into his eyes.
"We'll see that" a smirk appearing on his face.