CHAPTER EIGHTY: SLOW DANCES

Book:The devil’s new plaything Published:2025-2-9

YARA’S POINT OF VIEW
“You can either start eating by yourself or I will have to make you.” Raphael said, I ignored him and looked away. He grabbed my chin roughly in his hand and turned my face to face him.
“Don’t you dare look away from me when I’m talking to you.” Raphael said and then let me go, I winced in pain and then glared at him.
“One thing you have to understand Yara is that I own you, your father sold you to me before you even learned to talk, I gave him the fortune your family enjoyed, you and your siblings were able to attend the best schools because of me. I own you Yara and that ownership is going to be forever so you better start enjoying your golden prison my love.” Raphael whispered into my ear, his face was so close to mine, his breath felt warm against my face. I closed my eyes and felt a drop of tears slip from my eyes.
“What happened to my obedient little whore? How did you change so much in just a few months of me not being around.” Raphael said tracing lines on my face with his finger tip. He traced my lips and then forced his finger into my mouth and then further down my mouth to my throat. I made gagging and choking voice.
“That’s disappointing you used to be able to take so much more inches.” Raphael shook his head.
“I guess I’ll just have to remake you into the whore you once were.” He said, he started coming closer and closer. He grabbed my by my neck, I saw his eyes, his lips everything looked scary. I was terrified, how had I ever been in love with him! He pulled me closer and closer to him, i trembled in fear, his lips was just a few tiny inches away from mine.
“St…stop…please.” I stuttered in a terrified voice. He immediately let me go of me and walked out the door leaving me there terrified and wondering how I would survive being stuck here with Raphael Fernandez.
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW
“So there is this masquerade ball I’m supposed to be at, it’s no biggie but I was wondering if you would like to come with me.” Diego said. He looks so cute with that shyness.
I let him wait for about a minute before answering.
“Of course, yeah I’ll go with you.” I said. I did my best to hide my excitement, a masquerade ball with my secret crush! Yes please! I looked away from him, tried my best to keep the smile off my face before looking back at him.
“So why are you asking me, I mean you can get literally any other girl to go with you why me?” I asked, imagine he says something like ‘I want you to go with me because you are the love of my life’ or ‘I don’t ever want to be with anyone else that is not you’ if he says any of those things I don’t think I would be able to restrain my desire for him anymore.
“Well you are my friend so I thought it would be nice for us to go together.” Diego said. Womp womp womp! Anyway, at least now I know how he sees me… as nothing more than a friend. That hurts a bit… I’m lying it hurts a lot but it’s whatever I guess.
I’m his friend, this friend of his is going to help him regain his memory, this friend of his is going to get her daughter back in return and this friend of his is going to move on with her life probably get fall in love with another man who hopefully does not see her as a friend.
I don’t know why the fact that he thinks of me as a friend annoys me. It almost feels like an insult, him calling me his friend.
“Yeah of course i will come with you as a friend.” I said with a smile that I hope will conceal my anger.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW
Ugh!! She just wants to my friend?! Nothing more?! I don’t know how much of this I can take anymore, I don’t know how much more of this slow friendly dance I can do anymore but since that’s what she wants I guess I would have to respect her decision and be just a friend to her.
Wait! How did I become this person? Why do I want so much for her to be comfortable around me? I did not used to care before, all I did then was to take take take as long as it makes me happy, I never really used to care about anyone else but myself but now it almost as if I care more about her than I do myself. Who am I becoming?
DELVIN’S POINT OF VIEW
“What is wrong with you Delvin! You are so so stupid! How could you do that! Now Maddie’s parents are so furious! I can’t loose their support! No I cannot lose this election, not again!” my father said pacing the room angrily like he is on fire, it’s kinda funny to watch. I looked at him a little amused, nothing he says would make me change my mind.
I will not marry Maddie, she is nothing but a spoilt brat with no personality, she is so boring I cannot stand her!
“I am not getting married to Maddie dad, you would have to find another way to win the election because it’s not going to be through me.” I said sternly.
“Shut up! Shut the fuck up Delvin! You will marry that girl.” My father yelled, that bulldog all he does is yell and yell, that’s the only power he has. He cannot make me do what he wants not this time.
“I will not marry Maddie father.” I said again this time slightly bored of my father’s theatrics.
“Oh you will.” My father said maniacally.
“Except you want that your murder case to be reopened. I promise you this time I will not try to save you with my money.” The bastard said…