Chapter 26-

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Evelyn's POV:

It wasn't until maybe an hour later that I fell sideways onto the sofa which was now empty bar me. I was glad to be alone again because it meant I wasn't being touched or hurt in any way but I was also wary because I didn't know where anyone was and they could be anywhere.

I didn't hear anyone come in the room but heard a small chuckle, presumably at my state of being half asleep still.

"Since you daddy has gone out for a bit I'm in charge so for my amusement, because I'll win, do you want to try and beat me on COD World Of War?"

I said yes with no hesitation, he was about to learn a lesson for pre-empting his win, I'll beat him easily, I had plenty of free time at home to practice so taking this guy down should be an easy win.

He offered me a blanket to wrap around myself since I was still only wearing that disgusting thing that barely covered all my upper body, I smiled gratefully then remembered who this guy is, he's the one who brought me here, he's the one that took me away from my mum. It made me mad and I was going to channel my fury into the game which might help me beat him even easier.

When the screen showed the beginning of how to play a deathmatch it made me smile, that was mainly because I was being confident in myself for a change.

Thierry's POV:

She's got bruises all over her arms and legs aswell as a big cut on her left leg. I saw various other cuts on her arms and legs, I knew I was responsible for some of them which made me feel ashamed but also a tiny bit happy because now she's here the Boss doesn't take his temper out on me.

She looked genuinely happy when I asked about playing COD, that's the first time I've seen a genuine smile on her face since I brought her here.

We played for about two hours until I decided I'd best cook some food for the Boss for when he get's back from wherever he is because he'd be pissed if I hadn't.

I suggested, quite firmly I may add because I know she has a tendency to argue, that she go change her clothes then come back down and help me cook. Surprisingly she went without hesitation to go change although I do like seeing her figure in tight clothes, but I am a dude after all so I can't exactly help it...

Evelyn's POV:

We played for about two hours, in which time I won all games like I said I would, he seemed shocked that I beat him so easily and for once I didn't make some smart-arse comment like I usually would do. I don't know why I didn't but it just didn't seem the right moment to do so.

What I heard next made me unhappy to say the least.

"Go upstairs and get changed, don't argue, and don't say you don't have anything to change into as there's a box on your bed with something for you to change into. I expect you back in the kitchen asap."

I was going to argue but couldn't be bothered, so I just got up and went up to 'my room' to change.

There was a pale blue box on the little table so I moved it onto the bed and sat down to undo it and take out whatever was in there, I still had the blanket wrapped around me because I feel horrible.

I was a bit shocked with what I saw because to be honest it wasn't what I was expecting.

There was

· A pair of black super skinny jeans

· A white crop top

· A green and black flannel shirt

· And a pair of black nike trainers

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