Taming The Wild CEO novel Chapter 82

There was no day. There was no night. There was just darkness. Pitch black was all she could see. Well, now that Ella thought about it, she couldn’t really see anything. For all she knew, her eyes could just be closed, and she could be staring at her eyelids.

Faint voices. She was not even sure whether they even were even voices at all. That was what she thought going on. They were so faint at times, it was like she couldn’t hear them at all. It was almost as if she was imagining it. But at other times, it was incredibly loud. So loud that she felt as if she were about to go deaf at some point. Yet she could never get the voices to be at a medium volume. She could not truly decipher what they were saying, or talking about.

But what she was sure of, was that it was not just one voice or different voices at different times. It was more than one voice. Normally it would be a man’s deep voice, or two men’s voices, or sometimes even a woman’s voice and another woman’s voice but sounded more mature. Whether she heard it alone or with other voices, that voice of a man was always there. Or was it a boy? She was not sure, it was hard to tell in this black oblivion.

Then her mind went blank and she was not sure for how long.

* * *

The next time she regained some sort of consciousness, there were noises everywhere. They drowned out everything, she could not hear anything else. She could not even hear herself think and when she tried to think there would only be more noises. What made it worse was that she could not even bring herself to open her eyes. Her eyelids felt heavy. Her whole body felt numb, she could not even feel her own hands or toes.

All she could see was pitch black. Nothing else but darkness. A shade that she recognized. She had lived in utter darkness for so long, until — what was his name again? The guy she was currently seeing. His name was on the tip of her tongue, but she could not quite place it. But she knew that he was the one who somehow managed to bring her out of the darkness and back into the real world.

What was going on? What happened to me?

Ella Stanford could not remember a single thing. Nothing about herself, nothing about what was going on, nothing about before she became this state. Assuming there was a before. She wracked her mind for answers. Answers that did not exist. Or that had not been found yet.

Who was I? Where was I? Why was I here? What happened? How did this happen? When did this happen? The questions were still coming, one by one. She could not hear anything around her in this black abyss that she was trapped in. Nothing was making any sense.

Desperately, she wanted out. And she wanted it now.

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Two weeks later,

One hour? One day? One week? Ella was not sure how long it had been since she was trapped in the darkness. Nothing but an eerie quietness accompanied her. It was as if she was floating in the dark, unable to do anything else but follow the current. She had lost track of time and at one point, she was not even sure whether she was still alive or not. Then there was a deep baritone voice. “Please wake up. Please, Ella, please open your beautiful eyes. Please.” She could hear the man produce a noise which was a mix of sobs and grunts. “Please, Ella, I could not live without you.”

Then there was eerie quietness. It was dark and silent. Once more she had lost the track of time.

Until a loud voice woke her up. Her eyes snapped open at the whiplash demand in the man’s voice. Jerking upright in the bed, she winced as pain exploded inside her head. She groaned, lifted an unsteady hand to her aching head, and froze as her fingers met a thick wad of gauze along with her right temple.

“Damn it, I want to see Ella now!”

The impatient command sliced through her pain and confusion. Angling a glance toward the sound of that hard voice, she spied the door slightly ajar and frowned. Apprehension skittered down her spine as she stared at the unfamiliar door, and the tan-and-white tile flooring.

Where on earth was she?