Lucia could recall the hard blow to her belly. And, now she felt painful cramps under her abdomen. She still couldn't digest the fact that this was happening. But what could she do. Absolutely nothing. “We have all gathered here to join two souls together in a union. These two souls will pledge to themselves loyalty which is the most important factor in a marriage. Today I thank everyone who is present today to witness their togetherness. These two are to pledge out their duties especially the bride who goes by the name of Lucia Colleen. Are you aware of your pledge and duties, Ms Lucia?” The priest asked. Lucia nodded her head and replied. “I do.” “Ms Lucia. Do you accept here at this altar and in front of so many that your soon to be husband will be by far your superior. He will be your master and you are to obey his very word and command. To always please him and never ever leave this marriage no matter the circumstances until death takes you away from him.” Lucia knew the whole
Lucia tried calling her sister's number for the third time in a row but the answering machine told her the same thing. Her phone was simply unreachable. It's been almost six months since Liliana left and it's been over a year since she was abusing drugs. Lucia thought her sister would keep her word and quit but it was very easy for her to fall back into that deep dark pit all over again. There was never even a full day of sobriety. This time she was in a phone booth and had hoped her sister would answer the call knowing it wasn't her number but it never came. Lucia grew more worried each day without hearing anything from Liliana. Lucia always recalled her last argument with Liliana and how that led to Liliana choosing to live her own life on her own terms.Lucia wanted to try one of her sister's friends now when she heard her name being cried out from across the road outside the booth. It was her friend Elena who was also her dance partner. “Lucia! Do you want to get into trouble aga
Lucia hit her forehead against the floor. She already knew they had come for her. She couldn't hide anymore. She couldn't run anymore from her inevitable fate - her death. And, the irony was that she had no idea who she was running away from. Her father never got the chance to inform her when he died in her arms. Lucia looked up and found her abode completely in a mess. The goons had trashed her apartment and turned it upside down. She didn't know how they found her when they didn't for ten years. She could already see her end drawing near and she thought of Liliana. Would she never see her again. One of the goons came to pull her up by her right arm and Lucia was forced to hiccup. But then her eyes settled on one of the tattoos on the goons right shoulder. It had a black S with spikes around it. That only meant one thing. These goons weren't the ones searching for her. But rather this goons served Sylvester King. Every man of Sylvester had that tattoo carved on their skin. “You ar
“My Lord, we have gotten our hands on Liliana's sister Lucia. But she knows nothing about Liliana's whereabouts. What should we do with her My L...”“Kill her.” Seated on his armchair in a loose white crisp shirt and smoking a cigarette close to the window in his study Sylvester muttered without a beat and with no emotions. If there was no leads with her on Liliana then it was best to eliminate her sister.“No, wait!” His elder half brother Danilo who was also present in Sylvester's study was quick to take the phone from the table. “Wait. Don't kill her just yet. We want every piece of information on that woman. She is Liliana's sister and we want Liliana at all costs.” Sylvester heaved a deep breath and shut his eyes. Hearing Liliana's name was like awakening the dumb and foolish man that he was when it came to Liliana. It was no secret to everyone in Sylvester's close circle that he had lost his heart to one of the strippers named Liliana in one of his most elite clubs in the posh
Lucia could hardly move nor even tell what was happening with her. The only thing she knew was that her body was being carried by two of Sylvester's men. Her eyes were very hazy and her face hurts very badly because of the punch she received. “W-where are you...taking...me?” Her worried voice was barely out in a whisper as she was forced inside a van. The neighbors and people out on the street close to the building all had their eyes fixed on the men who hurriedly threw a petite figure inside their van. Again another victim of Sylvester King and they all knew that person's fate was sealed for both torture and death. “P-please....l-let me go...” Lucia's eyes were barely able to open halfway. Her back hurts. Her shoulders and her face all hurts at the same time. Even a harsh headache was surfacing. Before she lost her consciousness she wanted them to let her go. She knew where she was being taken to. To her death and she didn't even know why. She still couldn't puzzle out the connecti
Lucia whimpered feeling a wet thing tickle her skin. Her nose sniffed out something different. A mix of strong tobacco smell with a tint of raw air freshener. A masculine scent which she wasn't familiar of. As if dawning hard on her she quickly opened her eyes only to have her breathing ceased. She couldn't believe he was almost on top of her. His tongue was licking behind her ear. She immediately started to shiver as her breathing was now turning harsh. Sylvester sensed her body and looked at her from the corner of his eyes. A deep smile came on his lips while Lucia couldn't stop looking at him. As if she wasn't ever going to blink. She tried to move away but quickly hissed with a whimper again. Looking down she found the gunshot on her thigh had her whole lap soaked in her blood. She was in excruciating pain and had to bit her mouth. Even the now hot room didn't stop her from shivering. She was sure she was going to bleed to death soon. Not only that but Lucia also found both her
“Marry me.”Sylvester quickly turned around to look at her. Her merely two words were enough to make his eyes to show a bit of surprise and anger at the same time. Who was she to fucking demand he should marry her. Did she think he didn't have better options when it comes to finding a woman for himself. Then she must think he's stupid. In sheer anger Sylvester walked back to the bed and pointed the gun at her. This time he made sure to press the gun against her temple. Lucia was no doubt terrified. “How dare you fucking disrespect me? You are nothing yet to even think to offer such a proposition to me.” Lucia gulped witnessing his rage. Her heart was pounding and could burst out from her ribcage. She needed to think and act fast at the same time or she was gonna be a goner. “Sylvester think about this. She's Liliana's sister. They practically resemble each other. Some of our relatives have seen Liliana in the few pictures. Choosing just any random woman as your bride won't cut it.”
Lucia could recall the hard blow to her belly. And, now she felt painful cramps under her abdomen. She still couldn't digest the fact that this was happening. But what could she do. Absolutely nothing. “We have all gathered here to join two souls together in a union. These two souls will pledge to themselves loyalty which is the most important factor in a marriage. Today I thank everyone who is present today to witness their togetherness. These two are to pledge out their duties especially the bride who goes by the name of Lucia Colleen. Are you aware of your pledge and duties, Ms Lucia?” The priest asked. Lucia nodded her head and replied. “I do.” “Ms Lucia. Do you accept here at this altar and in front of so many that your soon to be husband will be by far your superior. He will be your master and you are to obey his very word and command. To always please him and never ever leave this marriage no matter the circumstances until death takes you away from him.” Lucia knew the whole
Lucia stared at her reflection while sitting on a stool with the long oval mirror in front of her. She looked beautiful no doubt. Her lipstick was a fine red hue. Her hair was let loose with pink petals made into a hairpin. There was a bouquet of pink roses in her hands while she dared not to move because of her plastered thigh. The female servants were busy in now wearing her veil. One could tell that despite the full makeup done on her face she still looked gloomy and sad. Anyone around her would instantly tell that her aura was of that of a lost and sad kitten. None of the staffs spoke to her and Lucia preferred the silence and just allowed them to do their work. She only did talk whenever she felt some discomfort on her bandaged thigh. Lucia couldn't think of any other reason as to why Sylvester would want to marry a nobody like her. She never thought he would accept her proposal. After all he didn't know her nor where she came from. Or did he? No. Lucia thought and was quick to
“Marry me.”Sylvester quickly turned around to look at her. Her merely two words were enough to make his eyes to show a bit of surprise and anger at the same time. Who was she to fucking demand he should marry her. Did she think he didn't have better options when it comes to finding a woman for himself. Then she must think he's stupid. In sheer anger Sylvester walked back to the bed and pointed the gun at her. This time he made sure to press the gun against her temple. Lucia was no doubt terrified. “How dare you fucking disrespect me? You are nothing yet to even think to offer such a proposition to me.” Lucia gulped witnessing his rage. Her heart was pounding and could burst out from her ribcage. She needed to think and act fast at the same time or she was gonna be a goner. “Sylvester think about this. She's Liliana's sister. They practically resemble each other. Some of our relatives have seen Liliana in the few pictures. Choosing just any random woman as your bride won't cut it.”
Lucia whimpered feeling a wet thing tickle her skin. Her nose sniffed out something different. A mix of strong tobacco smell with a tint of raw air freshener. A masculine scent which she wasn't familiar of. As if dawning hard on her she quickly opened her eyes only to have her breathing ceased. She couldn't believe he was almost on top of her. His tongue was licking behind her ear. She immediately started to shiver as her breathing was now turning harsh. Sylvester sensed her body and looked at her from the corner of his eyes. A deep smile came on his lips while Lucia couldn't stop looking at him. As if she wasn't ever going to blink. She tried to move away but quickly hissed with a whimper again. Looking down she found the gunshot on her thigh had her whole lap soaked in her blood. She was in excruciating pain and had to bit her mouth. Even the now hot room didn't stop her from shivering. She was sure she was going to bleed to death soon. Not only that but Lucia also found both her
Lucia could hardly move nor even tell what was happening with her. The only thing she knew was that her body was being carried by two of Sylvester's men. Her eyes were very hazy and her face hurts very badly because of the punch she received. “W-where are you...taking...me?” Her worried voice was barely out in a whisper as she was forced inside a van. The neighbors and people out on the street close to the building all had their eyes fixed on the men who hurriedly threw a petite figure inside their van. Again another victim of Sylvester King and they all knew that person's fate was sealed for both torture and death. “P-please....l-let me go...” Lucia's eyes were barely able to open halfway. Her back hurts. Her shoulders and her face all hurts at the same time. Even a harsh headache was surfacing. Before she lost her consciousness she wanted them to let her go. She knew where she was being taken to. To her death and she didn't even know why. She still couldn't puzzle out the connecti
“My Lord, we have gotten our hands on Liliana's sister Lucia. But she knows nothing about Liliana's whereabouts. What should we do with her My L...”“Kill her.” Seated on his armchair in a loose white crisp shirt and smoking a cigarette close to the window in his study Sylvester muttered without a beat and with no emotions. If there was no leads with her on Liliana then it was best to eliminate her sister.“No, wait!” His elder half brother Danilo who was also present in Sylvester's study was quick to take the phone from the table. “Wait. Don't kill her just yet. We want every piece of information on that woman. She is Liliana's sister and we want Liliana at all costs.” Sylvester heaved a deep breath and shut his eyes. Hearing Liliana's name was like awakening the dumb and foolish man that he was when it came to Liliana. It was no secret to everyone in Sylvester's close circle that he had lost his heart to one of the strippers named Liliana in one of his most elite clubs in the posh
Lucia hit her forehead against the floor. She already knew they had come for her. She couldn't hide anymore. She couldn't run anymore from her inevitable fate - her death. And, the irony was that she had no idea who she was running away from. Her father never got the chance to inform her when he died in her arms. Lucia looked up and found her abode completely in a mess. The goons had trashed her apartment and turned it upside down. She didn't know how they found her when they didn't for ten years. She could already see her end drawing near and she thought of Liliana. Would she never see her again. One of the goons came to pull her up by her right arm and Lucia was forced to hiccup. But then her eyes settled on one of the tattoos on the goons right shoulder. It had a black S with spikes around it. That only meant one thing. These goons weren't the ones searching for her. But rather this goons served Sylvester King. Every man of Sylvester had that tattoo carved on their skin. “You ar
Lucia tried calling her sister's number for the third time in a row but the answering machine told her the same thing. Her phone was simply unreachable. It's been almost six months since Liliana left and it's been over a year since she was abusing drugs. Lucia thought her sister would keep her word and quit but it was very easy for her to fall back into that deep dark pit all over again. There was never even a full day of sobriety. This time she was in a phone booth and had hoped her sister would answer the call knowing it wasn't her number but it never came. Lucia grew more worried each day without hearing anything from Liliana. Lucia always recalled her last argument with Liliana and how that led to Liliana choosing to live her own life on her own terms.Lucia wanted to try one of her sister's friends now when she heard her name being cried out from across the road outside the booth. It was her friend Elena who was also her dance partner. “Lucia! Do you want to get into trouble aga