Chapter 2 TWO

• AT THE OFFICE •

As the door slammed shut behind Rapheal, Mr. Kingston's frown deepened.

He was exhausted by Rapheal's reckless behavior and irresponsible ways. Something needed to be done to snap Rapheal out of his arrogant self.

He dialed a number and waited for the person on the other end to answer.

"Chris, I need you to freeze all of Rapheal's bank accounts, effective immediately. He shouldn't be able to withdraw a single dollar."

There was a brief pause before Chris responded, "Consider it done, sir."

Mr. Kingston hung up the phone, drumming his fingers over the desk,He was doing this for Rapheal's own good, even if Rapheal didn't realize it yet.

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• THE FREDRICKS MANSION - CECILIA'S ROOM •

Cecilia was currently live on Instagram and flaunting her designer clothes to her thousand of followers.

Cecilia was a very proud lady,Very rude and lazy. Her life revolved around social media and she was very obsessed with it.

She liked to post every detail of her life online from what she ate for breakfast,When She wakes up,When she's dressing up, When she's heading out,When she get new designer clothes, Everything! She posts online.

As Cecilia continued to her followers about what she ate, Elsa walked into the room holding a glass of Juice that Cecilia had requested for.

And as always,Elsa do things for her like a personal maid.

Cecilia didn't even notice Elsa's presence until Elsa purposely slammed the door hard.

She looked up from her phone and glared at Elsa before returning her attention back to her phone.

"Okay guys, I'm going to take a sip of juice now. Your baby is very thirsty" She said sweetly to her fans.

Elsa almost cringed at the sound of her sister's fake-sweet voice. If only she was that sweet in person.

She approached her but just as she was about to hand Cecilia the glass of Juice, She missed a step and then the glass slipped from her hands. The juice spilled all over Cecilia's designer clothes and Elsa gasped in horror.

She knew she was in trouble,Her heart was pounding hard against her chest as she stared at the clothes.

Cecilia's eyes widened as she looked down at her ruined outfit. Elsa took a step back,fear written all over her face.

And the next thing she knew, Cecilia slapped her hard across her face. The slap was loud and harsh and Elsa felt a stinging sensation on her cheeks, she saw stars for a moment and her ears rang from the impact of the slap.

"You clumsy idiot!"She shouted in anger. "Look at my clothes, it's ruined now!", Do you know how much this costs huh!?"

Elsa took a step back,Her hands instinctively rising to touch her sore cheeks.

"I didn't mean to, I... I'm sorry..." Elsa stammered, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Sorry?" she repeated coldly.

"Sorry isn't going to fix my ruined outfit, Elsa."

Elsa took another step back, her eyes brimming with tears. "I'll help you clean up, Cecilia. I'll do your laundry, I'll-"

"Just get out, Elsa! Get out of my sight before I lose my temper completely!"Cecilia interrupted her,her voice rising in a loud shout.

Elsa ran out immediately, tears streaming down her face. The slap hurt her alot.

"Stupid, Stupid Elsa. Why didn't I walk properly,Why am I always messing things up"She muttered to herself, crying even more.

Elsa was very sensitive,A crybaby who cries over small and big things but the slap hurt a lot. It was a mistake, She didn't mean to spill the juice on Cecilia but as always she hits her over small things.

"Why do they hate me so much?"She sniffled, heading towards her room. She always tried to avoid her Stepmother at all cost cuz she didn't want to do anything to make her mad.

Elsa rubbed her sore cheeks and her eyes were filled with sadness. She wished she was with Triston and Darlina right now, She missed them alot. They were the only ones that made her happy but now she was stuck here as a punishment from her Stepmother.

She sighed and then sat on her bed, She began writing a song. It was a hobby,An habit she does whenever she was sad to make her happy.

••••

• LEXINGTON INSTITUTE- CANTEEN•

"Elsa didn't come to school today"Triston muttered,his voice filled with concern.

"I'm sure the witch punished her again today"Darlina responded, frowning.

They Both knew about Elsa's Stepmom and Stepsister maltreating her, She had told them about it but even if she hadn't,It was pretty much obvious.

Darlina and Triston had both met them in person countless times and they always noticed how Elsa was treated differently.

"I just hope she's alright"Triston sighed,his expression filled with worry.

"Me too,I swear if I even notice a scratch on her body. They are dead"Darlina said,her eyes very cold.

Triston Smiled, knowing she could do that if she had the chance to.

"By the way,The video of Dylan and Carmila fucking is all over the school. Carmila had been so embarrassed that she left school and that arrogant Dylan was so furious!"Triston laughed and Darlina only shrugged, sipping her juice quietly without responding.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"He asked, studying her face.

"I have nothing to say"She responded curtly.

Triston said nothing, continuing to look at her with a knowing gaze. "You're the one that uploaded the video right?"

Darlina stared at him blankly, trying to maintain a poker face,Why must he know everything?

"And what makes you think I did that?"She asked, playing cool.

"Because I know you"He deadpanned. "You're my best friend"

Darlina rolled her eyes, taking another sip of her juice. There was no use lying when he already knew the truth.

"I did it"She admitted quietly.

"I know"He whispered, leaning close to her.

"Why the hell are you whispering?, It's weird"She mumbled, shifting away from him but he leaned closer.

"Do you know what Dylan would do to you when he finds out you did that?"He asked softly,eyes filled with concern.

Darlina felt a weird sensation in her chest and it annoyed her.

"You're too close"She pointed out and he stared at her for a second before leaning back to his chair.

"As I was saying..."

She interrupted him coldly. "He won't find out and even if he does, I'm not scared of any of them."

Tristan sighed. "But...."

She stood up abruptly. "I'm heading to a more quiet place,Are you coming or not?"

Triston immediately stood up, gathering their things. "Do you even need to ask? Of course I'm coming with you"He rushed Over to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

That warm feeling in her chest came back when he touched her and she frowned. She didn't want to admit it but Triston's touch always made her feel all fluttery inside.

She ignored it and placed her left arm around his waist while they walked together earning jealous stares from girls but none of them cared.

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- EVERSTON INC • 7PM

Liam sat at his desk, looking through a file.

He enjoyed working at night, finding solace in the peaceful atmosphere and his favorite coffee. His thoughts were interrupted by Hazel, She was still at the off despite the late hour. He wondered if she was still there.

Standing from his seat, he headed towards the door. As he stepped out of his office, his gaze fell upon Hazel, engrossed in a book. Her eyes were focused, but he could see that she was tired. Why hadn't she gone home?

"Mrs Hazel," he called out softly, opting for a more formal address despite his preference for using her name without adding the word 'Mrs'

She jumped slightly,Her eyes lifting up from the book to as she heard his deep voice.

"S...sir..."She stuttered, adjusting her glasses and immediately stood up. "I didn't know you were here"

"Why are you still here, Hazel?" he asked, his voice softening.

Hazel hesitated, closing her book slowly. "I'm waiting for someone_"

Liam's eyes narrowed slightly. "Your husband?"He asked with a frown and she nodded slowly.

His frown deepened, She was always waiting for her husband and sometimes he doesn't show up and then he had to drive her home whenever it was late.

Liam's gaze lingered on her face for a moment before he nodded. "Alright. But please, go home and get some rest. You look exhausted."

"Y..Yes sir, He'll be here soon"She responded and then he nodded again, walking back into his office.

THIRTY MINUTES LATER

Thirty minutes had passed, and Hazel was still at the office. Her eyes felt heavy, her muscles weak, and she was exhausted. She tried calling her husband, Dawson, again, but he wasn't answering his calls as usual. He was always busy.

She suddenly heard footsteps and looked up to see her boss, Liam, frowning at her. She swallowed, dropping her phone.

"He still hasn't come yet?" he asked, and she shook her head. His jaw clenched, and he walked towards her slowly.

"I'll drive you home." It wasn't a request,it sounded like an order she couldn't refuse.

"Okay," she said, gathering her things nervously. She stood up straight, smiling lightly at him.

"Shall we?" She nodded and walked slowly, with Liam behind her.

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The car stopped, and Liam's eyes went to his secretary, who was fast asleep in his car. She looked exhausted, tired, and...beautiful, even with her glasses.

Unable to stop himself, he brushed a strand of hair from her face, and her eyes opened. She froze for a moment, and Liam took back his hand.

"I'm sorry," he said, and Hazel quickly replied,"It's fine, sir. Thanks for dropping me off."

With that, she hurriedly left the car, her heart hammering against her chest.

Hazel took out her spare key and unlocked the door. She slowly walked in, surprised to see the lights turned on.

That meant Dawson was home, but he hadn't come to pick her up. She headed towards their room and saw him lying on the bed, his eyes staring at her.

"Good evening," she greeted softly. "I was waiting for you, Dawson, but..."

"Who dropped you off?" he asked, his voice cold. Her heart skipped a beat. "M...my boss," she responded, her voice shaking.

"Your boss," he repeated slowly, and she nodded.

"How many times have I told you to never let him drop you off here? Are you sleeping with him?" he asked, his voice loud, and Hazel flinched.

"No, I'm not sleeping with him. He only offered to drop me off, and I accepted..."

"Come here," he ordered lowly, and her eyes was filled with fear. She didn't move.

"I said, come here!" he growled, and she immediately walked towards the bed, her hands shaking.

"Get on the bed," he ordered, his voice cold. Hazel's heart sped up; she was trembling with fear. She got on the bed.

"Take off your clothes," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding.

Her Eyes widened, She shook her head at his words and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Are you saying no to me?"

She shook her head immediately,Her lips trembling in fear. "It's not that, I..I can't have S*x today Dawson... I'm still sore from last night and I'm also exhausted from work"

Hazel gulped as she finished talking. He always wanted to have s*x with her only when he was angry,He would vent the anger on her while having s*x and it was always painful not enjoyable. She couldn't remember the last time he made sweet love to her.

She gasped, Her eyes widened when he suddenly pinned her to the bed and began taking off her clothes forcefully.

"Dawson... Please"She begged her eyes filled with tears. "I...I can't do it"

But all the pleading went to waste,He didn't even look at her. Didn't pity her, Didn't even care. He thrusted into her and began f-king her forcefully.

She was crying and pleading for him to stop but he didn't. All she got was more slaps on her face and then she gave up.

She let him use her body as he pleased, feeling numb. And when he was finally done, almost tearing her V-gina. He pulled out and then walked into the bathroom.

And then she broke into uncontrollable sobs.

Her life was a mess.

•••••

• AT A HOTEL •

Rapheal smirked as he arrived at the hotel. He was so tired from work and he needed to relieve that stress. He had been looking forward to fuck the receptionist he met at at his dad's office.

Just thinking about f-king her made him hard,He couldn't wait to do it as soon as possible before he goes crazy.

As he approached the reception desk, he pulled out his black card to pay for the room. But when he tried to use it, the machine declined the transaction.

Rapheal's eyes narrowed in confusion. He tried the card again, but it was declined once more.

The receptionist, a polite-looking woman with a friendly smile, looked at him apologetically. "I'm sorry, sir. It seems like your card has been declined."

Rapheal's expression turned to confusion. What was going on? He knew he had more than enough money in his account to cover the cost of the room and more.

The money that was in his account could be used till he gets old and it will still remain for his great grand children so why wasn't it working?

"Try another card," he barked at the receptionist, his patience running out.

The receptionist nodded and tried another card, but it was also declined. Rapheal's annoyance was growing by the minute.

"What's going on here?" he demanded, his voice loud and authoritative. "I know I have money in my account."

The receptionist looked at him nervously. "I apologize, sir. But it seems like your account has been frozen."

Rapheal's eyes widened in shock. Frozen? He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed his father's number. This had to be his father's doing but why would he freeze his account for no reason unless.....

Was he doing this to make him agree to get married?

Ha!

He kept calling and calling his dad but he wasn't responding, Rapheal kicked the nearest wall in anger and cursed deeply.

Fuck,Fuck, Fuck. He ran his fingers through his hair and dialed Liam's number.

But he wasn't answering too.

He cursed again and walked out of the hotel,His d-ck still fucking hard in his pants. He needed to release badly but now he couldn't even pay for a hotel room and he hated taking women to his penthouse.

He hated it alot. No woman had ever been to his house or bedroom. He never allowed it.

A thought crossed his mind and he dialed the only woman that lets him f-ck her in her house, Cecilia.

She answered almost immediately like she was expecting his call.

"Hey Baby, oh my Gosh, I'm so happy. You never call me but today....."

Rapheal rolled his eyes, annoyed that she was talking too much. She was probably thinking that he's falling in love with her but the truth was,He only wanted a p-ssy badly and she was the only one available.

"Can I come over?"He asked curtly.

"Sure, I'll be waiting"Cecilia responded immediately,Her voice excited.

Rapheal hanged up and immediately got into his car. He was going to have a talk with his dad later but for now,He needed to fuck.

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- FREDRICKS MANSION •

Elsa finished reading and was about to sleep when she heard a car honk. Thinking it was her dad, she stood up happily and peeped from her window.

It wasn't her dad's car but someone else's. She peeped down from her window and a gasp escaped her lips when she saw it was Rapheal. She blinked. Her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, her heart beat faster as she stared at him.

"Angel Raph," she muttered, blushing lightly. That was the nickname she gave to him when he saved her from some bullies at a party. That was the last day they both talked... Infact he didn't even talk to her that day except when he saved her, and it seemed he really disliked her, but Elsa didn't understand why.

He was leaning against the car, looking devilishly handsome with a stick of cigarettes between his lips. Her eyes traced his handsome face, his dark hair, his eyes. He had become more handsome since the last time she saw him; he even had a lip piercing.

She couldn't stop staring at him, and when his eyes lifted up to her room window, she gasped again. Their gazes locked for a few seconds, and he looked away frowning.

Elsa's smile faltered when she saw her stepsister approach him, and they kissed deeply. Her heart felt like it had been ripped to pieces. She looked away from them and drew the curtains.