Narika: The Ghost Bride-Chapter 66 - Sixty-Six: Yes Daddy.

Suncity, Mainland.

Singh’s Family House.

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Camille winced in pain when she slept over her inflamed wrists, and snapped her eyes to see that it was a brand new day. A new day with her still staying in this hellhound.

She couldn’t remember what happened next after Adrian...no, Killa had taken her to his room. She fell asleep after he had treated her wrists, and rubbed an ointment to help soothe the pain that his dad had inflicted on her.

A sob racked through the poor young girl, when the events of yesterday evening came flashing through her eyes. She couldn’t believe that she had escaped been raped by her boyfriend’s father. The man who had no goodness inside of him.

A series of thoughts went through her mind, when she realized that she hadn’t been in contact with her parents and they were probably worried about her.

Camille was smart, she knew that there’s no way Alex Singh would let her leave after what he had done to her, and she was anything but stupid to go and report a man like him to the authorities. She didn’t want to lose her parents.

So, with that being said she only wanted to let her parents know that she’s safe, and there’s no need to worry about her. Until she figures out a way to get out of here unharmed from Alex and of course, Killa.

She couldn’t bear to think of what emotional damage, Adrian, had gone through in the hands of his father, for him to be so damaged to the point of creating a safe place which is Killa. Well why won’t he do so? If Alex was her father, she would choke him to death with a pillow.

Camille cleaned her tears with the back of her back, and that was when her eyes fell on the bandage around her wrist. As she didn’t know who did it, Adrian or Killa. She sat up on her back, her eyes traveling places in search of her bag, so she could text her parents.

Until the door opened to reveal him. The son of Alex, but she didn’t know who exactly it was, Adrian or Killa until she took his dressing form. It was Killa.

His dressing was a little different from Adrian’s, but what stood him out from her boyfriend was the fact that he had this black liner fanning his under eye, then did she forget to mention the tip of his hair that fell in front of his face, that was dyed red. This was not a normal Adrian. One could possibly tell.

At this point, she was worried about him. She was still in the dark about how all this happens, since Adrian couldn’t calm down so that his doctor could enlighten them more. Now, she doesn’t even know if there’s a chance of him claiming possession of his body again.

"Hey beautiful, I see you are up already. At some point i was thinking that you died in your sleep." Killa said, making Camille’s jaw to sag at his words as horror was completely written on her face.

Why would he wish her death?

She looked away from him, totally ignoring him as she stood up from the bed to notice that she was wearing nothing but his shirt, that hung low against her thighs, and some shorts. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Who changed me?

She asked herself, throwing her arms around herself protectively as her eyes fell on Killa, who had this smug look on his face.

"It’s not a big deal though. You were totally naked princess, my dad did a..."Killa rambled on, but watched the sneer look she sent towards him when he mentioned his father.

"Don’t talk about him!" She snapped, cutting his words short without realizing that this was no normal Adrian, this was another person who was angry that she interrupted his words.

The look on his face right after she told him that, made her wish that she could take back her words. Killa looked like he’s about to kill her.

She started moving back towards the bed, after he dropped the tray containing breakfast he carried for her, and yet this was the way she repays him by talking to him like that.

"Stay away.. from me" she stuttered, ever since yesterday with his dad. She has been on edge and him looking at her with that look on his face, only reminded her of the way his father has looked at her too. Like a prey that deserved to be feasted upon.

He said nothing but continued his moves, until she was finally halted by the bed behind her and sat on it, with her legs coming up and her wrapping her arms around herself protectively.

The scared look on her face was to die for, Killa didn’t know how to act around her yet. She wasn’t Polina. So, the best she could do was to be careful around him. Who knows he might be worser than his dad, who wanted to fuck her ass without a lube.

"Princess, if there’s anything i won’t tolerate while I’m still here, that would be talking to me, as if am your dummy boyfriend. I detest disobedience and crave your total submission to me." He said, stopping at the foot of the bed, to stare at her scared state, before his hands moved out and dragged her legs out to him, and she fell on the bed with a yelp.

"Please don’t hurt me," Camille pleaded with him, her breathing hitched when she felt his hands on her bare thighs, it was drawing circles on it before it trailed upper. " Please.."

"You look really pretty with those tears Princess, and trust me you will have a lot of that with me. Why?" He asked, dragging her hand next as she sat up, her face settling upon his." Because i ain’t like your normal Adrian who gives a fuck about anyone else. I’m a selfish man babygirl, and i certainly doesn’t give a fuck whether you are scared around me but you will have to learn on how to speak, and act around me. Am i clear?" He ordered her, but she was too scared to say a word rather she nodded but he wasn’t having that.

" Words babygirl, don’t give me that." He pestered her further.

"Yes." She mumbled, not loud enough but he heard her, that would do it but he stopped just so he could correct one more thing.

"It’s yes daddy, to you." Killa watched the way her eyes widened when he said that. Yes! That’s what he wanted. "Don’t forget that princess, am i clear?" He dragged her by her arm, but not too tightly to hurt her.

"Yes..daddy." Camille answered.

She watched the way he smiled hearing him call her that, and she wished that Adrian couldn’t hear this discussion but she doubts that.

She was suddenly brought out of her thoughts, by him standing up and dragging her along with him.

"Where are we going?" She asked in a polite tone, but he turned to her and flashed her one of his dangerous smiles that would make any girl swoon over him. But no, he’s a psychopath and he’s not real!

"I made breakfast for you, princess." He said, making Camille have a second thought about him, he made breakfast for her?

Okay now that’s something to think about. But Killa didn’t mind anyway, he glanced at her one more time and he smirked when he felt the way, Adrian was making a fuse inside of him, and trying to get out.

Sorry brother, but this time is mine!