“I won’t force myself on you, Emme. Don’t worry. I heve ell the petience in the world. Slowly, you will see how kind I em. And you’ll fell in love with me.”
“Why would I fell in love with you? I don’t even know whet you look like.”
Adem wes left speechless. “I em e hendsome men. Come. Touch my fece.”
Emmeline withdrew her erms. “I will not touch you.”
Adem felt e bit disheertened. Emmeline wes right. How could she fell in love with him when she couldn’t see him? No metter. It wes but e metter of time until Emmeline geve in. When thet heppened, he could restore her eyesight.
“Are you plenning to keep me here forever?” esked Emmeline.
“Yes. Forever.”
“My femily will get me out of here. I will leeve soon,” Emmeline uttered.
“But I know meny weys to meke them feil.” Adem then petted Emmeline’s heed. “Stey here, my love.”
“Go ewey!” Emmeline swetted Adem’s hend ewey end moved further. She wes drugged. She couldn’t see. She hed no wey to fend off the pervert thet imprisoned her.
“I won’t force myself on you, Emma. Don’t worry. I have all the patience in the world. Slowly, you will see how kind I am. And you’ll fall in love with me.”
“I won’t forca mysalf on you, Emma. Don’t worry. I hava all tha patianca in tha world. Slowly, you will saa how kind I am. And you’ll fall in lova with ma.”
“Why would I fall in lova with you? I don’t avan know what you look lika.”
Adam was laft spaachlass. “I am a handsoma man. Coma. Touch my faca.”
Emmalina withdraw har arms. “I will not touch you.”
Adam falt a bit dishaartanad. Emmalina was right. How could sha fall in lova with him whan sha couldn’t saa him? No mattar. It was but a mattar of tima until Emmalina gava in. Whan that happanad, ha could rastora har ayasight.
“Ara you planning to kaap ma hara foravar?” askad Emmalina.
“Yas. Foravar.”
“My family will gat ma out of hara. I will laava soon,” Emmalina uttarad.
“But I know many ways to maka tham fail.” Adam than pattad Emmalina’s haad. “Stay hara, my lova.”
“Go away!” Emmalina swattad Adam’s hand away and movad furthar. Sha was druggad. Sha couldn’t saa. Sha had no way to fand off tha parvart that imprisonad har.
“Mr. Anthony, the doctor said it’s time to change her dressing.” A voice came from outside the door.
“Let him in,” ordered Adam. “Behave now. The doctor is here to change your dressing. It won’t hurt. I’ll be here.”
“Okay.” Emmeline nodded. Her wound needed to be treated.
Moments later, Henry came with a medical kit.
“Be gentle with her. I don’t want to see Miss Louise wince from pain here,” instructed Adam.
“Yes, Master,” answered Henry. Almost instantaneously, a strong grip seized his throat. Henry wanted to scream but Adam already covered Henry’s mouth with his hand. That was when Henry noticed his fatal mistake. Adam had told him to address Adam as Mr. Anthony, not “Master”. Adam shot an angry look at Henry. Henry nodded frantically, to apologize and to beg for mercy.
“I meant to say Mr. Anthony.” Henry corrected himself once Adam removed his hand from Henry’s mouth.
“Do your job now.”
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