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This is how to pronounce the names mentioned in this current chapter (pronunciation written in italics):

*Modi: Ma-Dee

*Nadok: Nah-Dock

*Atem: Ah-Tem

*Jacqueline: Jack-You-Linn

*Yian: Why-Yan

Remember that the start shape thing (✴) means the diary entry is over!

Also! You may notice that the date is September twelfth two thousand fifteen in the other diary entries which is two months before the diary entry below. The reason why is because diary entry two explained what was going on in the past. Diary entry three was what she was actually writing during that time. If you still do not understand what I'm trying to say, PM me.


Chapter Two


Diary Entry #2

11/4/15

Nadok stepped into the car about two hours later stenched in the scent of alcohol. I knew he was drunk, and when Nadok becomes drunk while being angry, he becomes violent almost murderous.

I watched as Nadok pulled out his mobile cell phone from his breast pocket of his white and gold sherwani. He dialed in a number and started speaking in it.

"I want him assassinated tonight as he lay in bed." Nadok's face scrunched up in disappointment as he listened to the reply. "Then watch him until my command of what to do next with him." Nadok hung up the phone and looked at me. I knew who 'he' was in the conversation. 'He' was Atem. Nadok wanted the most famous man in the world killed. The man who he was honored to let him come into our country. The man who I fell in love with.

"You allowed that American to touch you and lay his poisonous lips on your skin!" Nadok made me flinch as he yelled viciously in my ear.

I shook my head frantically, but he only slapped me with so much force.

"I tried to pull away but he's much stronger than me!"

Nadok dared not to listen to me and grabbed me by my shirt as the limo pulled off. He yanked me over to him and pulled by hair down so I could look straight up at him.

"No American is strong; you are just so weak." He threw me down and went back to his phone to call various spies to keep track of Atem. The rest of the car ride home was quiet, but I knew what would happen once we reached our destination.✴

As the limo pulled up to a large mansion, a man pulled a woman out of the car by her hair and dragged her up the flight of steps of the home before opening the door and harshly threw her in there screaming and kicking. Then the door slammed shut.

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"You will learn how to respect your husband and the love he gives to you, Modi!" Nadok yelled heading to his room to get a belt from his belt collection.

Modi tried running to the house door to escape, but one of the guards shook his head and pushed her back into the center of the room. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Modi, but you are to stay put and you know that."

Nadok hurriedly came down the stairs with a belt in his hand. Modi knew what was to come of her during the rest of the night; she just didn't want to accept it at all.

Modi sat in a large bathtub soaking in various soaps and perfumes as a maid gently washed her super long brown hair. The scenery was all calm until Nadok busted into the room with an angry scowl on his handsome face.

His almost black, shiny hair was parted and brushed to a side. He wore a gold and black sherwani with black dress pants and shoes. The various gold rings on his fingers were polished and sparkled brightly when light hit them. The left diamond earring in his ear also sparkled. His dark blue eyes gleamed and his natural tanned skin glowed. He looked like a Quenian god.

"Nadok…" Modi started, but Nadok harshly cut her off with a slap to her face.

"Shut up, you weak Woman!" He spat and slapped her again on the same cheek.

Modi looked up at him as he roughly grabbed her chin and forced her head to look at him. "You will behave today. I have guest coming over. Do you understand me?"

Modi nodded and forced back tears that were threatening to fall from her brown eyes.

Nadok released Modi and looked at the maid that had been denied of washing Modi's hair.

"Clean and cover her well. I wish to see no marks or bruises on her when she comes to meet our guest." Nadok stated before walking out of the room in haste.

Several maids then came into the room to dress her up and apply makeup to Modi's body, and an hour later, Modi was ready to greet guest.

Modi and Nadok stood at the bottom of the grand staircase while maids and guards lined up the entry way.

An chauffeur opened the mansion's doors from the outside of the mansion before knocking twice then stepped in Atem wearing a blue and white tuxedo.


Diary Entry #3

9/13/15

His ruby colored eyes scanned the room before landing on mines. He smiled. I loved his smile. His smile was pure good and was always a real smile of true happiness. It was as if he was happy to see me. At the time, I shook my head at that thought thinking I was being paranoid, and he was just smiling of good greetings.

I watched as Atem looked up at Nadok and also smiled coming up to shake my husband's hand. The two exchange greetings in the handshake and Nadok motioned for Atem to follow him to the sitting area.

"You have a lovely home, Mr. Yian (Why-Yan)." Atem spoke expertly in our tongue as Nadok and I walked to the sitting area arm and arm.

Nadok nodded proudly and continued walking. "Yes, the price is two billion dollars in American currency, and what was your house's price? About over twenty nine million dollars?"

There wasn't an annoyed expression written on Atem's face. He maintained self control over Nadok's words and only nodded. "Exactly." The tone in his voice seemed as if he too was proud in what his home was worth.

Nadok stole a glance to Atem and frowned. The three of us soon came into the sitting area, and Nadok looked back at me. "Modi, may you please get the guest comfortable while I get the papers." Nadok demanded of me before walking off with a warning glare.

I became nervous but also excited at the request and quickly motioned for Atem to sit down as I got China tea cups.

"Mind for any tea, Mr. uh…" I started. A blush crept up to my cheeks as Atem chuckle and smiled.

"My last name is Jacqueline (Jack-You-Linn), but you can call me Atem; It doesn't matter to me really." The words came off of Atem's tongue beautifully and my blush deepened. "But to answer your question, no thank you. I don't really drink caffeine. You see, I have learned that caffeine ruins your skin and teeth. Those two things are very important to me and I'd like to keep them as perfect as they are as now. Caffeine may turn flawless skin into aging skin and flawless white teeth into hole filled yellow teeth. Every cup slowly does its own damage."

Atem looked up at me as he heard China breaking on the floor, there I was gaping at him in horror. I then looked down at the ground and hurriedly began picking up the shards. Atem too stood and helped me which too me by surprise. When did a man ever help a lady? Also, when did a man start caring instead of getting pissed and beating on her?

"I'm sorry…" Atem started in an apologetic tone.

I looked up at him as he picked up the last shards with care and place them on the tray where the cup use to lay.

"I didn't mean to upset you. I-"

"No. It's okay. It's just that I drink tea everyday and I fear of what damage happened to me already and what will happen to me if what you say is true." I interrupted.

Atem stood up and smiled. He extended his hand down towards me, and I looked at it in confusion.

I heard Atem's deep chuckling again and I stared up at him.

"Take my hand." He nodded towards his waiting hand. "I should help you up; it's the least I can do."

Atem was doing it again. He was breaking our laws. He was committing felony.

I shook my head, and Atem began speaking again.

"Please?"

Atem did not understand or notice the wrongs he was doing. He did not perceive. Tears came to my eyes as I looked around noticing many cameras were present and Nadok would know what I was doing, but I did not want to anger this man like I anger my own husband. I reached for Atem's hand noticing it was warm and soft.

He helped me up with the such force his arm contained and pulled me towards him with both of my hands in his. His face was inches from mine. I could smell his unfamiliar but lovely scent more now than I have when he was helping me pick up the China. His warm breath brushed against my forehead and I looked up seeing him still smiling.

"See? That wasn't so hard was it?" He lifted my hands to his face and kissed each one like he did the night before. "Besides, you are far too beautiful to get aging skin and rotting teeth from caffeine anyway." He chuckled again at seeing my surprised look, and then, suddenly, he spun me around as if getting a better look of me. "Yes. Indeed you are too beautiful." He pulled me much closer to him whereas his mouth was near my ears. "Your image shall haunt me."

He released me and headed back to the couch he was sitting on. His fine, black dress shoes softly made an echo throughout the whole room before he finally sat down.

I was a flustered mess by the time he sat down. That man has no idea of what he does to me.✴

Nadok walked back into the sitting room with a binder and a few stray papers in his hands. He set the papers on the table in front of Atem and then sat down across from him.

"You are indeed still going through with this deal we have made right, Jacqueline?" Nadok asked while opening his binder. "Modi, fill my cup."

Modi quickly nodded and grabbed the teapot and filled Nadok's cup with warm tea before dropping three cubes of sugar in and stirring.

"You want to tea, Jacqueline?" Nadok asked before taking a sip.

Atem smiled and politely shook his head. "I do not drink caffeine, Mr. Yian."

Nadok frowned and rolled his eyes taking another sip of tea. "And why not, Jacqueline?"

"Do you want to know, Mr. Yian?" Atem took a quick glance at Modi before smirking back at Nadok.

Nadok shook his head and waved his hand to dismiss the topic. "Now, back to the deal…" He picked up a paper and slid it over to Atem.

Atem only glanced at the paper and looked at Nadok without picking it up. "I told you that I'm not giving you the authority of the building currently being constructed here. I have a manager who already will manage it."

Nadok frowned. "You are very difficult, Mr. Jacqueline. I would be the better candidate to run that building and you know that! I run a company of my own and-"

"Exactly." Atem interrupted. "You have your own company. You must be busy enough now; am I right, Mr. Yian?" One of Atem's perfect eyebrows arched up and his smirk widened. "Also, your building is about twenty nine miles away from the one in construction; how must you go back and forth to the building to see if anyone's doing what they're supposed to?"

Nadok's frown deepened. "I know if my employees are doing of what is told of them for-"

"You may received fifteen percent of our shares. In returned, I want that very important building you own up in America." Atem interrupted again.

Nadok looked at Modi.

"Go to your room and leave us men alone. Women need not to be so nosy." The glint in his eyes told Modi that he was extremely pissed.

Modi nodded and scurried out of the room not before taking one last glance at Atem.


Diary Entry #4

9/13/15 (Later)

I knew Nadok was angry beyond limits once Atem had left after lunch. I stayed in the library until dinner to avoid his anger.

My mind drifts back to where Atem and I were together alone in the sitting area. He was so gentle and thoughtful. I loved the way he offered to help me up and held me close. He complimented and treated me as if I were a queen or a goddess. He was beautiful; he was truly beautiful. There seemed to be no negative in him at all.

I knew what Atem was doing was wrong, but I cannot put my foot down to stop him. I couldn't. I probably couldn't do so because I loved what he was doing. I loved the way he treats me and speaks to me. I love him more than anything, and I barely know him. I barely know him, and I love this man, this foreign American man, more than I love my very own husband.✴


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