Craving For Her

Eva's Pov

My mother abandoned me when I was young; she went with another man while my grandma adopted me; I am now eighteen. Life has been so unfair to me when my grandma died and she left nothing to me. My aunt Amelia sent me back to other relatives so that I could attend college, but it's okay. I'm used to it.

Then, my uncle Tobias, my mother's brother, took me to his home because he stated he was seeking a housekeeper and would pay me a monthly salary to assist with my studies.

Initially, his behavior was decent, but he changed when he shut me in my room, and I feel so anxious, even though my anxiety is growing at that time. I break the little window to escape and even my feet got wounded when I tried to escape barefoot. The place where my uncle lived was far from the neighbors so I need to run for a kilometer to look for help but my uncle Tobias chase me and grabbed my legs so that I cannot ask for help.

He tore my dress, and I screamed for help. I even kicked his legs just to get away from him.

Then when I was already in the street, my aunt arrived.

"Eva?! what happen to you'!"

"Auntie, help me! Uncle tried to rape me!" I stated while holding her, to which she pushed me away and responded, "Are you sure?! Get away from here! Your uncle cannot abuse you like that!"

Then, uncle Tobias sneered at me, which sickened me, and even my aunt didn't believe me, so she kicked me out of their house and said, "You're not welcome here. from now on, you must live independently! You will no longer receive help since you are a liar, whore!"

I cannot do anything if my aunt does not believe me, so I bring my backpack across the street. It is night and raining outside. I began sobbing, feeling like everyone was abandoning me.

My heart feels so heavy, and now my throat is even dry from constant crying. When I returned to my grandmother's place, I observed someone waiting for me on the balcony.

"Mom?"

She extended her arms wide while waiting for me, and I felt as though God had sent someone to alleviate my suffering. My mother was also crying as she embraced me while I ran towards her and embraced her.

"Mom, you're back!"

"Yes, and I'm come to take you with me!" she exclaimed joyfully. As she led me inside, I noticed an elderly gentleman with a beard and black eyeglasses. He was wearing a black suit and greeted me with a friendly smile.

"Mom, who is that gentleman?"

My mother took my hand and said, "He is my husband."

I don't know why my mother returned to my life after so many years, but I'm glad I can now feel like I have a mother at my side.

She did not even mention that the man she married was a wealthy businessman who owned numerous clubs.

My mother took me to the mansion and introduced me to its people.

One day,

I heard that my mother and her husband were bickering about something. I became fascinated and listened to their arguments. I placed my ear to the door while my pulse quickened. I was horrified by the screaming and fighting within the house.

"She's my daughter, Armando!"

"Yes, she is your daughter, but if you don't want me to find another young and attractive woman, you must give me your daughter so I will never leave you!" Armando said, and as soon as I heard that. My jaw fell because I was traumatized by the past, and now it's happening again. I returned to my room, grabbed my luggage, and placed my identification cards and birth certificates inside.

I must leave before my mother's spouse commits horrible acts against me.

Where are you going?" I stopped on the steps after hearing Armando's comments echo throughout the house. My mother wept and shook her head as she yelled, "Armando, you cannot do this to my daughter!"

"Do you want me to abandon you and return you to that filthy club where you formerly worked?" While threatening my mum, he stated.

I bit my lower lip in an attempt to contain my emotions as I observed my mother trying to block her husband.

I bit my lower lip and walked as swiftly as possible, but he was chasing me. My heart was racing in pain, and when I opened the door, my body collided with the hard chest of a tall, gorgeous man.

"Mister Anderson?!" Armando said and sigh, he fix his hair and the man just stare at me, he have few body guards outside and Armando said, "Please don't let her run away! I still need this slut!"

The man glance at me, as soon as his eyes landed on mine, I looked away while my body is shaking in fear.

"Go back to your room, Arcilla!" Armando said in authorative voice and my mom can't help but to obey her husband while I'm still standing at the door.

"How can we assist you, Mr. Anderson?"

"You haven't mentioned that you have a daughter," he stated as he looked at me.

"She is actually my wife's daughter." Armando stated and proceeded to bring me inside, but the man addressed as Mr. Anderson paused momentarily and interrupted him from dragging me, "I want her..."

Eva's POV

Present Time,

I am Eva Marie Feathers; most people call me Eva, but others prefer to call me Marie. I am in class, staring at the blackboard while contemplating Mr. Jacob Anderson from last night.

I remembered what happened a month ago,

Armando had no choice but to hand me to Jacob Anderson. Armando owes a large debt, so I'm fortunate that Jacob treats me like a stranger inside his manor house. I have been traumatized by guys who want to touch or gaze at me because I always assume they have malicious intentions.

"Are you ready to go?" Anna asked me, and she is the only friend I have here. I'm still in college, and Jacob enrolled me in this school without informing me, so here I am. I am really astonished. I am unaware of this man's motives for me, but I do know that my stepfather used me to pay off his enormous debt to Jacob.

When I saw Jacob's men waiting for me at the entrance, I groaned and glanced at Anna with a worried expression, saying, "I'm sorry, but I have to leave..."

"Okay, just text me...Can I get your phone number?"

I shrugged my shoulder and said softly, "No, I don't have a phone."

"Oh..." When one of the guards grabbed my arm and forced me into the Van, Anna was stunned and waved goodbye at me.

"Mister Anderson expects your presence at any moment; thus, you should not be late." The guard with a beard instructed the driver to speed the tinted van.

"Oh my God, life sucks!" I stated while grumbling in a foul mood.

When we got to the mansion, I was constantly fiddling with my hair because I was so frightened, I was so late, and I knew that Jacob was notoriously aggressive towards those who were consistently late.

"Eva!" his husky and booming voice boomed around the place. I came to a stop and glanced in his direction.

"Y-Yes?"

He inhaled deeply and exhaled loudly, took a step closer, and his piercing eyes attempted to make me feel uneasy. I step backward because I am aware that he can hurt me at any moment.

When he was about to touch me, I flinched and pleaded, "Please don't hurt me!"

He chuckles softly and says, "I won't hurt you; I'm only curious about your day at school."

"Huh?" I blink slowly and parted my lips while staring at his dark expression turns into a soft one.

"Uhm, The school was fine...T-thank you!"

He folded his hands together and studied me for a minute before saying, "I'm going to get you a phone later so that I can keep up with your school day."

"Why are you doing this to me? You... You do not know me, yet you are so kind to me..."

"Are you questioning my generosity to you?" he said in a solemn manner.

"No, Sir..." I shake my head and lower my eyes. I felt so little right now, and I got this nervous feeling when he stared at me with his cold eyes.

"Good."

Eva's POV

He stared at me with piercing brows, "Do you want to walk outside with me?"

"H-huh?" I stuttered again, and he clutched my hand, but I got so anxious that I flinched and pulled away from him. I'm really nervous when someone wants to hold my hand, especially when it is a man.

"What is wrong with you, Eva? Are you alright?" His anxious tone causes me to shiver.

"I'm alright, it's just... I'm nervous!" I respond to his question quickly, and he attempts to approach me, leveling his face with mine. "Are you sure?"

I bit my lower lip and endeavored not to fixate on his face or catch his mesmerizing look. "I-I'm fine...."

Men had attempted to deceive me in the past. Just like when my uncle tried to molest me, but luckily, I saved myself from being raped by him. Then, my stepfather wanted to make me his mistress, but my mother didn't have a choice. However, as I stared at the man in front of me, I wondered what my life would be like if he hadn't arrived that night. Living with my stepfather, who will molest me on a daily basis, will be a living misery, I'm sure.

I know he doesn't know about my past, but I'm thankful that he took me away from that terrible hell hole of my life.

I was oblivious that I was crying in front of him, so I only felt his hand on my cheeks as he attempted to wipe away my tears.

Slowly, he asked, "Why are you crying?" I've always heard his voice as authoritative and commanding, but hearing his concerns now makes me want to cry even more. I sobbed while attempting to stop my tears from flowing uncontrollably.

"I...I have no idea, and I'm sorry. If I cry like this in front of you, my tears should not affect you!"

He shook his head and gave me a tissue. "Well, I have something to give you," he replied before asking the maid to hand the shopping bag to me.

"I've noticed that you don't have enough clothes, so I've asked my secretary to purchase your clothes and other necessities, such as a phone. so that I may contact you wherever you go,"

As I open the shopping bag, I bite my bottom lip and am hesitant to accept this expensive merchandise. I didn't know what to say, so I said, "I'm willing to work in this mansion if you want; I feel useless when you provide me with everything. I am aware that my stepfather used me to pay off all of his debts to you, so please do not treat me as-"

"Like what?" He raised an eyebrow while observing me intently.

"Like...a useless woman, I must also do something. like to serve you on something? Because I can't take this all for free....but I'm-I'm so grateful!" I said while staring at the expensive phone.

He took the phone, and he was on it. He put on a sim card and said, "Don't worry, I will let you know if I want you to do something for me...."

My body shivered after he said that and left me in the living room with all these things. I took the shopping bags and went upstairs.

Well, this is the first time I've ever owned a phone; before, I had to borrow phones from classmates or go to a computer shop to carry out research because my grandmother could not afford to give me these luxuries, but I still love my grandmother, and I miss her so much!

Tonight there is dinner, and I need to look good, so I'm going to wear this adorable red dress. I place it above the bed first.

First, I take a shower, and then I brush my wet hair. When the door opened, I bit my bottom lip as I saw the man who was always in my thoughts enter the room.

I have never addressed him by his first name; I always formally address him, "S-Sir?"

"Well, remember what you said a while ago?" He said and closed the door. I tightened my wet towel on my naked body while staring at him.

My lips trembled as he locked the door two times just to make sure that no one could disturb us tonight.

"Well, this is what I want you to do tonight, do something to make me happy."

"H-Huh?"

"You heard me right?"

I don't know what to do, I'm stuck with my own thoughts. I'm sweating uncontrollably even though I just finished my bath a few minutes ago. I rolled my finger over my head and said, "What...what do you want?"

"You, I want you..." he said and took off his necktie and unbuttoned his long sleeves.

I raised my hand and said, "W-what are you doing? This is not what I mean-"

He stopped what he was doing and took a step closer to grab my waist, kiss my lips, and touch my breast. I tried to slap his face and push him while I was crying. I felt disgusted with myself.

I thought he was different from any man I encountered. Well, they are all the same!

He pushed me into the bed and I'm still sobbing, "No!"

"Take off your towel..."

I swallowed as he demanded and used an authoritative tone that made my bones quake with fear. I never wanted to return to my stepfather's house or see my mother, who practically gave up on me.

I shook my head and said, "I'm scared..."

He frowned and asked, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen..." I remarked and attempted to get from my bed, despite the fact that my knees were currently shaking.

"You're eighteen?!" he said while gazing at my body and taking a deep inhale. "However, you have the body of a twenty-five-year-old goddess..."

I bit the inside of my lower lip and asked, "W-what are you going to do with me?"

"F*ck!" He yelled violently and unlocked the door, leaving me in my room alone.