⚠️ Important Note on Content
The content here involves sexual assault, which is a serious and sensitive topic.
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"Hey, beautiful. How was your beauty nap?" a familiar voice spoke casually, as if this wasn't a nightmare. "You've been out for 18 hours straight. That buffalo must've overdosed you."
It was him—the bodyguard who once handed me that cursed letter.
Note to readers: Never, ever get drugged. Your body may never forgive you.
"Sean!" I gasped.
"Yes," he replied calmly, almost amused.
"What did I ever do to deserve this?"
"Nothing, sweetheart," he said with a mock-sweet smile. "But my brother—well, he pays well. And you made it clear you and I were never going to happen. So love? That was never on the table."
My heart sank. "Where am I?"
"Technically... nowhere anyone would think to look," he replied.
That's when I heard the footsteps. Heavy. Familiar. Dreadful.
The door opened.
My blood turned to ice.
Alasdair Azazel.
"You thought I was dead, right?" he smirked. "Poor thing. You really are naive."
I couldn't speak. I wanted to scream.
"Ungrateful little bitch," he spat. "Don't worry. I'll show you exactly where you belong."
Behind him, another figure stepped in. One I hadn't expected.
R-Jay.
"Mi amor," he whispered darkly, "you look so sexy tied up like that."
I froze. The way they spoke... the way they looked at me... this was beyond betrayal.
Azazel and Sean left after murmuring something in low, tense tones. I didn't care. My eyes locked onto R-Jay, and my body shook with dread.
"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice raw, but burning with fury.
He stepped closer.
"let me tell you a small story"
"Once Antonio Walton, slept with a little slut that is the 11-year-old slut you were who looked so petite and cute and at that age I was fourteen, I thought I found you pretty kept you on my mind's thinking I'm gonna fuck you one day..... I thought it was me just crushing on you so when you turned sixteen I found out it wasn't crush. It was out of obsession.
I couldn't wait to have you in my bed and fuck you senselessly like my father once did....
I was attracted to your innocence and it drove me nuts.
I tried dating, fucking but your face was plastered you on my mind.
See I tried having you but Adrino was faster that bastard.
But now you here you're in my clutches, when I had pitifully asked you declined.
"Women, love it the rough way" (I guess...)" he said
And I felt him ogling at my chest.
This pervert... he licked my lips and came closer.
And buckled the handcuffs on me to the bed I've seen this in a BDSM movie but...
I ever never encountered with it...
"Goodness those juicy and bouncy boobs - how much I've missed them."
"Get away you pervert, this is rape not sex."
"I want what I've always wanted—you. You should have chosen me."
His presence felt suffocating, his words like poison.
"You're sick," I hissed.
"Call it obsession. Call it love. I call it finally getting what I deserve."
I pulled against the restraints, panic rising in my throat. "Help! Somebody—please—help!"
He chuckled. "No one's coming for you. I made sure of that."
As he reached for me, I turned my head, tears blinding me.
"Adrino... please," I whispered.
IVAN B - LET THE MEMORIES DIE (AUDIO)
"Don't say his name," R-Jay growled.
Everything after that was a blur of terror. I retreated into myself, my mind trying to escape even as my body remained trapped. Pain replaced every other feeling. I cried until I couldn't breathe.
"This wasn't pleasure it was pain."
I'm in pain again, and I'm at the scratch again.
Nowhere and no one to turn to...
He unbuckled his pants and slammed into me hard without proper positioning...
As my suppose moan turned into tears.
"Please... please... please... leave me alone" I screamed as tears streaming down my cheeks as my whole world turned pitch black....
And then—
Black Out.
🌹 Why This Works Better:
Centers Aria's experience rather than the abuser's fantasy.
Respects my readers by not glorifying or overly detailing sexual violence.
Leaves room for healing and emotional arcs in future chapters.
✨ So please Dear readers i had to edit it for those who couldn't watch someone in pain...🌹🌹🌹🌹love steady....🌹🌹