Quasim II: King Inferno (Season Four: Inferno Gods #2)

20. Thea

Thea

Past

“Rich, are you here? I cannot stay long because my mother has Harley.” I heard a woman’s voice, and my heart started racing.

Sweat poured from my body as I stood in the closet and tried to get my breathing under control. I knew why she was here, and what was expected of me. When I moved here from Minnesota, I never expected my life to take a turn in the way that it had. I wanted to escape my small town and all the bad memories I had made there.

I needed something new and fresh, so when I found an ad for a live-in housekeeper, I jumped at the chance. The pay was decent, and I wouldn’t have to pay for an apartment. After cleaning, I could live my life whatever way I wanted.

The money was the most important part.

My parents were done with me. They had washed their hands with me, and I couldn’t blame them. They worked hard to provide for me, and I ruined it by following the wrong crowd. The amount of bail money and lectures I received should have sent me fleeing sooner.

When the couple I would be working for told me they would send me money for a bus ticket, I jumped at the chance to leave that small town. I packed my things in the night, caught a ride from a friend, and hopped on a bus to head to New York City.

The nice couple was beautiful, until they shoved me into a room and left me locked there for three days before I was moved to another location. That nice couple happened to be Vincent Morgan, and a federal judge.

I was tortured and pumped full of hormone medicine. They treated us like animals, and if one got out of line, you never saw her again. We were handed scraps to eat, and I was stuck, with nowhere to run.

My parents didn’t know where I went, and they would chalk me up as running away. I wanted so badly to be rescued until Rich Parker came to the house one day. He was charming and handsome, and he always smelled nice. He didn’t look down at us, he actually smiled.

You never realized how long a smile could go until you didn’t see one for some time. He was always nice when he came over and was shown around. The more time he spent here, the closer we became.

He would bring me small things, like my favorite candies. If no one was around, he would allow me to watch TV in the main room. I fell deeper in love with him every time we were together.

Rich was the kind of man that I wanted, a man that could get me to change. I would be the perfect wife for him and support him in everything. That reality came crashing down when I found out that he had a fiancé, and they were going to get married.

He never seemed happy.

She was older than him and he said they kind of fell into their relationship, and he needed someone. While his time of need was over, she didn’t get the message, so now they were going to get married.

I should have left well enough alone, but I kissed him. He surprised me when he kissed me back. Things progressed from kisses to fooling around to full blown sex. Soon as he came over, I knew to head to the back room, and we would spend time together.

It was what made my life have meaning.

That was until his fiancé found out about us. She followed him to see where he was spending all his time. Rich didn’t have to come to the house as often as he did. He didn’t have to come to the house at all.

As a woman, I can see why she was suspicious. He was supposed to climb the ladder, which added help, so that these fucks could do what they were doing easily. The amount of important government officials that came to the house to see us lined up was sickening.

These were people that were supposed to make laws to protect things like this from happening, and they had their hands directly involved in it.

Rich had no choice but to add his future wife in on the deal, and I started to see a lot more of her and a lot less of Rich. She started being nice to me and I knew there was a reason for it. No one is ever really nice, I learned that the hard way.

“Rich, come on, I don’t have all day.” The woman was becoming impatient, as I heard her footsteps.

I took a deep breath and slipped out from the closet. She was still in front of the house, so I headed down the hallway. “Oh hi,” she greeted me.

“Hi.” She was beautiful, as she stared around confused, not knowing her fate.

“Um, do you know where Rich is? He wanted to meet up, but I don’t have much time… have to head to the grocery store before getting my daughter.”

I shook my head no and looked at her with tears blurring my vision. She didn’t deserve what was about to happen to her. “Run,” I whispered.

“Excuse yo ? —”

Her words were cut off when Lucia slammed the wooden chopping board on her head. “Why would you tell her that, loca?”

“I don’t want to do this, Lucia… take me back to the house. I can stay there. I won’t say anything.”

She stared at the woman, as she prepared to do gruesome things to her. “Can’t do that now, Thea… you made my fiancé fall for you.”

I escaped the hell of having my eggs taken from me, but I didn’t escape Lucia. Love had me down bad, because I continued to love Rich, and continued to have sex with him while she knew.

We broke the rules when I became pregnant.

I said a prayer, as I covered my eyes while Lucia carved this woman, knowing she wouldn’t be going to the grocery store, or picking her daughter up.