Chapter 3: Who Are You?

Minutes passed, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, along with sharp lightning. A black Bentley pulled over nearby. A man sat inside the car and stared at Kendra through the window. "My Lord, this is the girl we are looking for." Curtis looked at the files in his hands and said. He was the man's steward. "Are you sure?" The man asked. His voice sounded as cold as metal, without any warmth. "Yes. I have been searching for her for a month. I am sure that she was the girl who broke into the castle." Curtis answered clearly. "Take her to me." The man ordered. "Yes, my Lord." Kendra was suddenly surrounded by a group of men and pulled to the Bentley. She couldn't resist at all. Later, she opened her eyes with last energy and saw the man's face. It was an attractive face with a straight nose, deep eyes, and thin lips. Kendra had to admit that she had never seen such a handsome man before, but she had no mood to appreciate it now. "Who are you?" Kendra asked weakly. "You forgot me? I am the one who touched you. Who am I now?" The man leaned, whispered to Kendra. Kendra wanted to say something, but she was too weak to utter any words. She suddenly closed her eyes and passed out. Few people would come to the suburb because it was too remote, but no one knew there was a castle hidden in the forest. It looked so spectacular and mysterious. Kendra felt so painful as if thousands of bugs were biting her skin. At this moment, she was soaking in a big wooden cask, naked. She was sweaty and frowning, seeming so uncomfortable. After a few minutes, Kendra finally opened her eyes and woke up. She saw a strange room, which was decorated with European style. The crystal lamp was so bright that Kendra had to cover her eyes with her hands to avoid the strong glaring light. Where was she? Kendra looked at her body and screamed immediately. Why was she naked? She stood up horribly but to see a pair of deep eyes. A man sat on a sofa elegantly in front of her and stared at her naked body with a naughty smile. "Ah!" Kendra screamed again, but this time she remembered to cover her breasts. "Shut up!" The man shouted impatiently. He covered his ears and glanced at Kendra. Who was this man? Where was she? "Who are you?" Kendra asked nervously. She held herself tightly. "Kendra Miller, 21 years old, sophomore of Law School at Harvard. Your parents got a divorce when you were a child, and your mother died of an accident. Your father married another woman, and they had a daughter, Bianca Miller." The man said slowly, "Am I right, Miss Miller?" Kendra felt so surprised. After a few seconds, she replied, "Who are you? How did you get the detailed information about me?" "I am Lendon Martin, and I can get everything I want to know." The man said with pride. His nobleness and scorn were so easy to catch. Lendon Martin? The English duke who appeared in financial magazines frequently? It was said that he was raised up to become a world leader. When he was 18, he got to control the royal army, but he chose to be a businessman at 20 and founded his own Martin Group. Besides, he was considered as the man that women wanted to marry most worldwide. After all, he was only 25 this year. How could such an excellent man appear in front of her? Kendra pinched her legs and made sure she did not have a dream. He was the real Lendon Martin! Kendra stared at Lendon and couldn't say a word. She was too surprised. Lendon looked at Kendra scornfully and sneered. He stood up and walked to Kendra slowly. Kendra stepped back immediately and warned, "What do you want? Don't come near me! I will scream!" Lendon put his hands on the cask and bent over. Kendra had no room to step back anymore. Lendon was too close to her. "Why are you so shy? I have already seen your body." Lendon said. "What are you talking about?" Kendra blushed, but she still retorted, "I don't even know you." "You don't know me?" Lendon asked. He looked down deliberately to see Kendra's neck. Suddenly, Kendra slapped Lendon's face. Instantly, the air became so quiet that Kendra could hear their breathing clearly. "You shouldn't look at my body," Kendra said awkwardly. "How dare you!" Lendon grabbed Kendra's neck and said. He pulled Kendra out of the water and threw her into the bed. Then, he lay on top of her. "What are you doing?" Kendra struggled and shouted. "What am I doing? I'm going to punish you! You are the first woman who dared to slap me." Lendon said. He stared at Kendra cruelly as if Kendra was his prey. "I am so sorry. I shouldn't do that." Kendra felt terrified and apologized right away. "Do you think your apology will work?" Lendon whispered to Kendra. He rubbed Kendra's body from her neck to belly, then to… "Ouch!" Kendra suddenly frowned and shouted. "I don't even touch you yet." Lendon also frowned and said. "I am hurt." Kendra stared at Lendon and said. "Where? Tell me?" Lendon asked with a joke and scorn. Kendra checked her body and found there were no wounds in her skin anymore. What happened? She could still remember that her body was covered with wounds from her father's cruelty a few hours ago. "You have been soaking in liquid medicine for two days. Your wounds have been healed." Lendon said and kissed Kendra suddenly. "Are you a dog? You kissed me without my permission. I am pregnant!" Shocked, Kendra kicked Lendon and glared. What? Lendon was somewhat stunned and stared at Kendra with confusion. "It's true," Kendra said. Though it was a lie, she had no other way to stop Lendon from forcing her. "Do you know what will happen if you lie to me?" Lendon asked in a dangerous tone. Kendra trembled and insisted, "I am not lying. My family has my pregnancy report. I am really pregnant." This was her only chance to get out of here. She must hold on to it. Lendon glared at Kendra and threw her away. He got up and kicked the bedside table. Kendra felt scared and squatted in a corner, looking at Lendon. "Who is the father? Is it my child?" Lendon turned around and asked Kendra. "No, not you," Kendra answered. She didn't know who her child's father was. No, she didn't have a child. "Not me?" Lendon asked and walked to grab Kendra's arm, "You were a virgin one month ago, and I am not your child's father? How come? Did you sleep with another man?" Thinking about Kendra may sleep with another man, Lendon felt annoyed and jealous. Kendra's face had turned pale, but she thought she should figure out a way to help herself. Anyway, she was naked now, and it felt awkward. "Can we talk? But I need to put on some clothes first." Kendra said carefully. "No need to put on clothes to talk. You must lie to me." Lendon growled. "I…I…" Kendra stammered. She didn't know how to answer Lendon.