Narika: The Ghost Bride-Chapter 63 - Sixty-Three: Starting From Today, You Are My Slave Vanessa.

Mainland.

Ivanovs Residence.

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Vanessa has been doing just alright by avoiding Miguel, since after the day that she made him get slapped by her father. The guilt was eating up with her, and she was scared of what he might do to her after looking him up, and finding out that he was once in the military.

That explains his body build up, and his scary attitude that didn’t scare her until hearing her father give him the permission to punish her, and she couldn’t help not to keep distance with him. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Also, since after the incident in her room with Adrik hurting him after misunderstanding the situation between the both of them. She was afraid that he would regain his memory and then the rest would follow through, which she knew wouldn’t be good once it’s out that Adrik was in this house.

Lately, she noticed that her father has been in a tense mood for two days now, but she figured that out to be an issue between him and her mother. Afterall, her mother was over crying for her son, and she’s back to being herself. So that only explains the different energy in the house.

With that being said, the young girl tried to keep up with walking straight home after escaping through her window to go party at a downtown club with a fake ID her friend got for her.

She knew that she would be in danger, if her father knew that she had been leaving the house at night. But she was smart. She couldn’t give them a reason to think that, because she had been leaving the estate through the back door that had less security.

Vanessa had used the idea that she was still angry at him, and choosed to keep to herself these days. She doesn’t come down for breakfast nor dine with them in the night. Her governess Jane had respected her privacy, and had always made sure that sees her in bed every nine o’clock dot before shutting her door.

So it was all to her benefit, but it couldn’t be helped when she feels locked up in the house, doing nothing but being the obedient daughter for her father to use when he finds a need for her.

That left Vanessa with no option but to let go of that stress by escaping every night to do what she knows how to do best, and that was clubbing. Although she knew how dangerous it was walking home alone in the late nights, knowing fully well her identity could be used against her father.

But maybe she didn’t care. No.. Vanessa didn’t care. Just like she didn’t care that it was just a day more to the birthday/ blind date with the president’s son, which is the main reason why she started to put distance between her and her father.

Upon reaching the estate, Vanessa followed through the back door that led to their residence, since she’s so sure that no one knew of her night escapes.

She jerked in shock when she heard the snap of a leaf, someone was here with her or it was probably just nothing. But she was late and didn’t want to blow up her cover, which was her pillow and blanket that was pretending to be her all night.

So she hastened her footsteps, while she yawned with her hand covering her mouth to check if one could tell that she had been smoking, in case anyone decides to walk into her room.

But she was probably too drunk to tell what’s real from fake, and had no option but to leave everything to play out on its own.

"Finally," she said with a smile when she saw her room in sight. She carefully climbed the tree that connected through the fence of their house, and had this biggest smile on her face when her feet met the floors of their residence until a cough from behind had her gasping, and almost falling but the tree was there to hold her.

"Mi.. Miguel." she stuttered, looking at the non smiling face of her guard, who had been waiting for minutes to watch her climb over and pretend that it was her that was sleeping upstairs.

He had conducted a sweep check all over the compound, so he could finally retire for the night . Miguel didn’t actually know what had gone into him, when he decided to check up on her.

It was probably because she had been avoiding him, that was the explanation for that only to see that she had pulled a fast one on everyone, using the fact that she was angry at everyone to go clubbing.

"Hi," she waved her hand at him with a nervous smile, and should have kept her space from him because his brow quivered up when the stench of alcohol and cigarette filled his nostrils.

He said nothing, but came closer to her with his hands behind his back. She moved away from him, until she was incapable of doing that anymore because of the tree behindm

"You have been one bad girl Vanessa, I didn’t actually pull you for the type to smoke, but what the fuck!" He raised his voice at her, making her jump where she stood while her eyes watered at the thoughts of him telling her parents, especially her dad.

"I’m sorry, please don’t tell my dad." She forced out immediately, because the look on Miguel wasn’t that of their daily drama, that would end up with him sparing her because she’s his employer’s daughter.

"Then the fact you have been risking your life going out, knowing fully well how dangerous it is at night. Yet, you expect me not to tell your father." Miguel scoffed at her words, rolling his eyes at her as she had her hair bent down in abject humiliation. " You must be joking young lady."

"I will do anything," she blurted out of the blues, making Miguel’s eyes widen at her words." I will stop teasing you if that’s what you want, I will be a good girl for you, but please don’t tell my dad."

I will be a good girl for you?

Her words resonated in his ears, and he didn’t know if it was the alcohol running through her that made her not know the gravity of her words. If only she knew the wild thoughts he was having about her being a good girl for him.

It’s only stupid enough of him to be attracted to the daughter of his employer, but Vanessa sure wasn’t making it any easier for him. But yet, who says that he can’t take advantage of her words, not just in the way he wanted but just to pay her back in her own coins for the way she has been treating him, since she came back to the country.

"Please Miguel." She said again, doing the most by grabbing his hands making him flinch from the contact.

"Fine. I won’t tell your dad nor your mother." He said as he kept his gaze on her with a smug grin masking his face this night, but she was able to see that he wasn’t letting her go so easily.

"Thank you." She mumbled, rubbing her arms that were starting to feel cold against the cold weather.

"But i would take you by the words of your mouth. Starting from today, you are my slave Vanessa, until i say that I’m done with you. You have no right to object, nor go against my words. Failure to do so, would end up with you facing your dad and you know what that means. So, do you accept the conditions or do you..."

"I accept." She said, without him even finishing his statement.

"That’s good, you can go to sleep now but tomorrow the real fun starts. I hope you are ready Vanessa?" Miguel asked, smiling at her while she couldn’t do anything but nod her head in shame and ran up to her room instantly.

If only she knew what she had just put herself into. If only...

To be continued...