Taming Faye

Chapter 78

Faye stirred, her head hurt and she felt sick to the stomach. Once her eyes focused she sat up and looked around, finding herself on the bed in a small room. Getting on her feet she went to the door with shaky legs, it was locked and she began pounding on it crying out " Let me out please! Let me out!"

Nobody came to her rescue so she went to the window and tried the lock out but it was also locked. She explored the small room, there was a bathroom with a shower, the door was almost empty except for table and chair. A plate of sandwiches and milk sat on the table, Faye frantically searched for something to use in the lock, a nail, a pin, anything.....but there was nothing.

She could not help it, she sat down and cried " where are you Daylan?" She yelled.

If it was not for the fact that she was pregnant she wouldn't have touched the food, her mind kept going over reasons why all these was happening her. It was not Daylan's doing, he love her not to hurt her and he was happy about the baby. Something told her It was his family behind all this, but why?

Faye did not know when she fell asleep but was woken when the door open, sitting up she watched as a tall young woman with a pitch black hair walked into the room, she was quite beautiful with a large breast. The top she wore barely covered them up, the hair done was held by fancy pins.

Faye could only sit, no word came out of her mouth as she waited for the woman to speak.

are too skinny.... What could be possibly see in

was able to find courage to speak finally

laughed " don't worry you will be safe here

me here?"

as to why you are here...it is actually not important, what is important is that you eat and take care of

to me, you can't have him and when he finds out you

you are dead and since he is grieving I will go

Iam still

once the baby is born you will no

the cold chill run through her " what..what are

are you planning on doing with my

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