Sarah was petrified and merely followed Ed's order.

"Don't make a sound," he said softly, "I'll go greet the Boss. Stay hidden."

Sarah replied, "Okay."

Sarah sat in the closet, bringing her knees up to her chin and peered through the grooves in the closet. Luckily, she could look out and with the darkness inside the closet, there was no way anyone from outside would know she was in there.

She just hoped that the Boss wouldn't want anything from inside here.

As she looked around in the closet, she could barely make out anything but could feel that there were hardly any change on clothes in here. Thus, Ed wasn't lying when he said that the Boss was hardly around.

It was just her bad luck that he came today.

Then, she got worried.

Why was he here? Was it to check up on her? After all this time?

And if he was to go and view the place, he would most definitely know that she had escaped. Ed would be caught. She would be captured again.

Sarah started crying, feeling petrified and thinking about it. She started rocking, hugging her knees tightly as she tried to remain calm.

She shouldn't have wanted that bath. They should have just left immediately. Maybe they would have had a better chance.

Ed had left the bedroom door slightly open and Sarah could hear him shout respectfully, "Boss!"

Some words were said, but it was too muffled for her to hear what it was. The sounds got louder and the footsteps were going up the stairs.

Sarah bit her lips, putting the towel up to her mouth in order to steady her sobs and breathing. Her heart was in her throat. She was so scared. So scared.

Then, the bedroom door was opened.

The light from the corridor illuminated the dark bedroom and for a moment, she couldn't see the two figures at the doorway.

"As you can see, your room is kept clean," Ed was saying.

"Mmhmm," Boss responded.

Sarah's heart lurched.

Wait.

That couldn't be …?

No.

She shook her head.

It was just that she was missing him too much that even a random stranger's hum sounded like him.

"Status of the prisoner?" the voice continued, getting closer as he came into the room after he switched on the lights.

Sarah's head shot up so fast that she almost whipped her neck. It wasn't her imagination.

Kyle.

Her brain was malfunctioning.

Boss?

Kyle?

Kyle was the boss?

Kyle was the one that captured her??

Sarah shook her head vehemently, her heart wanting to deny what she was seeing with her eyes.

"Alive," Ed answered, his eyes darting towards the closet.

Sarah saw this and she pressed the towel to her mouth even more.

She couldn't and shouldn't make a sound.

Seeing that familiar face getting closer, seeing that person that had filled her mind the past few months as she was trapped, seeing the man that she was so in love with … was the one that had kept her hidden away like an animal.

It couldn't be.

Her mind still refused to accept it.

Her eyes took in that magnificent and strong figure, that ice-cold face that made his handsome features even more striking like a person who found water in a desert. She took it all in, filling up her dried-up heart and loneliness and her mind worked hard to figure out what was happening.

Maybe his mind snapped when Sayuri died.

Yes, that's it !

That is what must have happened.

He was so angry and in pain that he shifted it towards her for some reason. Took their love to be twisted or something.

Kyle must be here because he regretted it.

Yes, that's it. Most definitely.

"Darling, is everything okay?"

Sarah froze.

No.

It couldn't be!

Then, that dreaded face. That dreaded figure came into view.

How could she still be alive?!!

Sarah watched as the cold expression on Kyle's face melted away and he gave the most sweetest smile she had ever seen.

She watched in dismay as he walked over to that hateful figure and gave her a kiss on the lips. Not just a peck, but a full-blown French kiss as he held her close and his head moving upon the deep kiss.

"All is okay," Kyle said breathlessly after breaking the kiss, "Do you want to see her now?"

Sarah watched with wide eyes as Sayuri's hands went down to grope Kyle's behind. She bit on the towel, silently screaming at the sight.

"No, not tonight," Sayuri said, "Let her have one last night of peace before we see her."

"Whatever my love commands," Kyle said with a smile.

He turned towards Ed and said coldly, "Make sure she's well taken care of tonight. We'll go over tomorrow morning when you send her breakfast."

Ed nodded, his face pale but otherwise, did not show any other expression.

When Kyle saw that he hadn't move yet, he brought Sayuri into the bedroom and closed the door, muttering, "What a doofus. Why the heck is he standing there for?"

Sayur smiled.

"Maybe he was just too shocked by your presence?"

"As if," Kyle scoffed, "It looked as if he was hiding something …"

"Nah, you're just overthinking it," Sayuri said, as she started kneading his butt.

Kyle looked down at her, and with a smirk, he asked, "Hadn't had enough yet? Didn't we just do it earlier?"

"You know me," Sayuri said breathlessly, "No matter how many times we do it, it's never enough because it's you."

Kyle growled and started ripping off Sayuri's clothes. Soon, the room was filled with sounds of their intense lovemaking.

Sarah wanted to shut her ears and close her eyes, but for some reason, she couldn't. She watched the whole thing in absolute horror. She was so shocked, so shattered, that all she could do was sit there, crying silently as she watched Kyle fuck Sayuri, over and over again.