SHADOW
SEDUCTION
WRITTEN BY : NOEL INNOCENT
CHAPTER SEVEN: THE CONTRACT 2
Walking around, I couldn’t help but hum my
favorite song; the BTS concert would be held
tomorrow, and there was absolutely no way
anybody could make me miss such a thing.
Looking around, I proceeded to select fresh
veggies; I was sure Father would be excited to
eat something different today. The sound of my
phone buzzing made me stop, drag it out of my
pocket, and pick up the call. “Have you seen the
news lately?”
“Oh no,” I mumbled. “Did something new
happen?”
My father sighed. “How come it’s this late, and
you’re still out?”
“I told you, I plan on getting some new items for
dinner.”
“The news is about Lacey’s father again; I’m
sure he is up to no good.”
“What do you mean?”
“You can always find out, but first of all, try to
reach out to your friend; she might need you
today.” He hung up, and I immediately tried
calling Lacey. No matter how many times I tried,
she wouldn’t pick up. She wasn’t the type to
ignore my calls.
Is something really wrong? Is she okay?
Not convinced, I dropped what I picked up
earlier before running out of the grocery store.
My heart was racing, and the thought of her
selfish father doing something to her couldn’t
vanish from my mind. Why wasn’t I getting to
the parking lot faster?
“Help, someone help me!” Hearing that voice, I
stopped, my feet coming to a halt before hiding
behind one of the cars. I stared at the scene in
front, put my phone in camera mode, and began
to video. A man on the ground, seriously injured,
while someone wearing a black shirt and black
shorts stood before him. I couldn’t see the face.
“What do you think?” He mumbled, his voice
surprisingly calm. “You did say something
about ki||ing me, why don’t you do that?” He
bent down, grabbed the injured man’s hair, and
lifted him up. “Or should I?”
“Forgive me,” he cried. “I didn’t mean to.”
“d@mn bastard.” He let go of the injured man
and watched him run away. “These days people
need to learn their place.” I stared at his hair,
dyed green, deciding I had seen enough. I slowly
turned around to leave, but his voice stopped
me. “Don’t move.”
My heartbeat increased with the sound of
footsteps approaching. “Did you happen to
video that?” He asked, but I just stared at my
phone in my hand. I hadn’t even paused it.
“Hand it over.” Inhaling, I quickly turned around
with the phone to capture his face, but then I
stood still.
Blinking my eyes thrice, I couldn’t believe it. How
could someone be this good looking? “What are
you doing?” he growled in anger, bringing me
back to my senses. Good-looking men are
always murderers.
“Stay back!” I yelled. “Or I might—”
He stopped walking with furrowed brows. “You
might what?” Having no idea what to do next, I
looked behind him and acted shocked.
“Oh my God!” I gasped, and just one time he
looked behind, and then I hit the road, running
with all the might in my body towards my car,
his footsteps also seemed to be approaching.
“Stop right there!”
“Sorry, but I’m not dying, not yet!” I yelled back,
got into my car, shut the door, and he
approached, hitting the glass, probably with the
intention to break it. I quickly started the engine
and drove off. I survived; I can’t believe I
survived that.
Laughing, I nodded to myself. “I should be
proud.” It took hours to arrive at Lacey’s house. I
packed the car and rushed in. “Lacey!!!” Yelling
her name, I moved to her room, empty, not a
single person.
“Lacey!!!!!!”
“Stop yelling,” hearing her father’s voice, I moved
towards his bedroom. “She isn’t here.”
I furrowed my brows. “What did you do to her!!!!”
I almost lost my mind. “What did you do to her”
“Leave my house, Monica,” he looked at me with
anger. “Enough things have happened today;
don’t add to it.”
“You have to tell me where she is.”
“I don’t know.”
“Sir Williams?”
“Take her away,” before I could say more, two
huge men held me, dragging me out of the
mansion.
“I will report this to the police; you will never find
peace if you don’t return her to me!” I yelled, my
anger resurfacing. “You bastard of a father!!!”
They threw me out, my butt hitting the floor
hard. I have always h@ťěd that man; everything
about him is evil.
Tear drops from my eye. “Lacey, where are
you?”
“Where are you?” Hearing George’s
voice, I looked at a sleeping Lacey, still laying
down on the bed. “You said you would cook.”
“Something came up.”
“Aren’t you coming back?”
“I will be staying in the mansion.”
“What do you mean?” One could tell that he is
confused. “I told you, I already bought this
whole building.”
“Keep it; it’s yours.”
“You h@ťěd that mansion,” he replied.
“I h@ťěd it because I was alone.” Sitting down on
the chair, I looked at Lacey. “I am no longer
alone.”
“What happened, who are you with?”
“Nothing you should worry about.” After that, I
cut the call, not wishing to hear more of his
complaints. My gaze moved back to Lacey;
after reading the file, she really lost
consciousness. I wonder if she will be able to
accept everything.
I do not want to hurt her.
“Please don’t,” hearing her voice, I stood up and
moved closer, sitting at the edge of the bed. A
tear dropped from her eyes. “Stay away, let go!!!”
She shook her head, and I watched her. “Let me
go…I beg of you, please.”
“Lacey.” Shaking her for the third time, she jolted
up, looking scared and worried. “Lacey.” I
watched how she tried to catch her breath.
“You’re safe.” Moving closer, I tried to touch her
face, but she flinched, that pale and scared face
back.
Dropping my hand, I clenched it. That bastard
Gavin, the death was too simple for you. “Why
am I here?” She looked at me. “With you.” Her
eyes looked around, fear creeping into her face.
“In your room.” She moved backward until her
body touched the wall, far from me.
Even from here, I could see how scared she is. “I
won’t touch you,” I promised. “Not without your
permission, so please calm down.” I tried to
demonstrate how to breathe since it seemed like
she had forgotten. “Just like that.”
She nodded, did exactly what I said, which
made me smile. “Good.”
“Why are you doing this to me?” She looked at
me confused. “Using my father to make me sign
such a thing? Am nobody’s property.” I watched
her grumble. “Haven’t I been damaged enough?
Can’t I at least live a decent life?”
“Lacey.”
“I can’t give you what you want; I won’t consent
for segz.” She gasped. “Except you plan to rape
me; it won’t be new…just another horrible
experience.”
“I am not a rapist.”
“Then let me go!!!”
“If I do that, will you agree to keep seeing me?”
She furrowed her brows. “No!”
“Will you let me touch you?” The look she gave
me explained everything; this is the only way I
can get what I desire, this way she will warm up
to me. “I plan to go slow, Lacey, don’t worry…six
months is a long time.” She parted her lips to
say something, but I beat her to it.
“Go to sleep.” Standing up, I pointed to the milk
on the drawer. “Drink that; it will make sleep
quite easy for you.”
“Arthur!!!”
“We will talk tomorrow, Lacey.” I looked at her.
“Good night.” Walking out of the room, I ran my
hands through my hair and looked at the dark
and empty hallway…am I doing the right thing?
Is there any other way to get over this? Even
when she looked so scared, how her shirt were
buttoned slightly down I could get a glimpse of
her cleavage, just the slight sight of her will
make my blood boil in anticipation.
The way she bit her lower lip from fear makes
me excited, the fear that I might someday touch
her without her consent scares me; is this
becoming too much?
Lust usually doesn’t work in such a way, or does
it? Covering my mouth, I gasped; I am sure even
her shadow might be able to turn me on…my
eyes lowered to my Ç0çƙ; this is not normal. I
have never felt like this before.
TBC