Chapter 44

Dropping the phone, Carolina felt utterly disoriented. She had once begged Red for mercy, but in vain. She had to find another opportunity to try again.

Red had arranged a multitude of tasks for her. She worked tirelessly throughout the day, not feeling physically tired, as these tasks were a far cry from her brutal labor. It was the mental torment that weighed heavily on her.

In the evening, Carolina carried a tray of coffee upstairs and gently knocked on Red’s door. Upon his permission, she entered.

"Here… is the coffee you requested," she said, placing the coffee on the tea table.

Red didn’t seem pleased. "You don’t even know how to address me properly?"

Address him? She truly didn’t know how she should address him. As Red? Or as Frederick Vincent?

Seeing Carolina’s perplexed expression, he said, "What is your role now?"

"I… I am your lover."

"No, you have another role now - that of a hou