Chapter 7

He stood by the main entrance as the van stopped in front of him. The door opened and the men stepped out. She was alone lying on the seat, unconscious. 

A hint of satisfaction along with dominancy reflected in his eyes. He picked her up from the seat and exited the van, taking her into her room where she was going to be kept forever.

He laid her on the bed and covered her with a rug. No feelings or affection he felt while she was close to him. There was no remorse over his actions neither pity for her. She deserve it, each and everything he's doing and whatever else gonna come her way while she will live with him.

He is going to break her, bone by bone and will inflict pain on her soul just like the way she did to him back then. There will be no regret or shame he will ever feel for doing it. 

She started it and it will also end with her.

He watched her while she laid with her eyes closed and unaware of her surroundings.

"Sleep darling sleep, you'll panic once you'll be awake as there will be no going back from this hell." He whispered huskily closed to her ear and walked away, closing the door.

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It was after hours when the impact of injection drew away and she slowly opened her eyes, her senses trying to retrieve the past. She tried hard to recognize her surroundings but nothing made sense to her at the moment. She tried to get up but her head ached as if someone had hit her hard. 

With great difficulty, she pulled herself together and sat upright. Rubbing her eyes she once let her eyes roam around the empty, dark room. And then she looked down, and wondered on whose bed she was lying?

She tried to get on her feet, and pushed the sheets from her body aside. She was still wearing the white gown. She looked at herself and immediately everything rewinded as if a untold story.

She remembered how her mother left her in the room and lights were off and some men kidnapped her. 

She badly panicked, realizing that she was kidnapped by someone and was in some unknown place. And the only thing which made her freak out was the idea of that hidden man, more likely to be mafia.

Her stalker must have kidnapped her, she tried to put together her assumptions.

She got on her feet at once, and ran towards the door, in hope that she might escape. She hastily turned the knob and started opening it on impulse. But the door was actually locked and there was no way she could open it without a key. She turned to the opposite wall where there was a window. 

She ran there and pulled the curtains aside. Opening the window, she looked down. 

To her disappointment, she was held captive on second floor and just below the window was a swimming pool. 

If she jumps she will fall into water which means she'll instantly die. She had water phobia, another weakness which she tried to never disclose ok people.

Just then the door opened behind her and she turned around in the direction. 

She could only see the figure moving closer to her. She couldn't see his face, she focused hard but it was difficult to point out his features.

She stood there in her place, while he walked towards her.

"Who are you? Why did you bought me here?" She questioned him in hope that he will answer her eagerness.

But instead he strode towards her and gripped her by her throat, not giving her a chance to leap away from any side.

Only then she saw his terrorizing face, his eyes icy cold and held no emotion other than hatred for her. His perfect, sharp jaw which had stubble beard made him look tempting and bewitching. He had that aura which can make people struck in awe but afraid of getting close to him.

He held so much fiery into those orbs that she was frightened that he might kill her with his rage. His rough hands gripped it's fingers around her slender throat so powerfully that he was sure that he might kill her with this intensity. 

Her delicate hands were clenching around his large hand to let go of his hold. He examined her face which was reflecting blue and red colour. She was looking straight at him through her begging eyes.

"I think I gave you enough time to enjoy yourself, didn't I? Now you'll have to live here and that won't be injustice to you." His husky voice which sounded fearful to ears reached her and she was disappointed.

She couldn't speak because he didn't let go of her throat yet, although she badly wanted to resist. 

He realized that she was still in that white gown and looked really pretty.

"Jesus! You look fucking sexy in this white gown but what a pity. I'll have to rip off this cloth off your body." With saying this, he let go of her throat and she coughed uncontrollably.

Rashly he pulled down the dress from her left shoulder and she gasped. 

Her hands came forward and she protested, covering her chest with the dress with the intention of not letting go of the cloth. 

But it didn't mattered to him even a bit and he pulled her hand away from her chest and ripping off the other shoulder, as she now held the dress close to her chest only with those feeble hands.

She was screaming badly, crying and asking him not to do it. But he already buried that weak Anthony who would had worship her from head to toe. Now he was that cruel Mafia boss, Carter who had no feelings left for human beings.

"Why are you doing this? Please don't do it!" She was pleading him as she joined her hand together in front if him. But he paid no heed to her and took hold of her both wrists against the wall behind her.

With his one hand, he pushed the gown further down from her chest and the cloth freely fell and gathered around her toes. Leaving her naked, only in her under garments. Her smooth, fair, dainty skin which was pleasing to his eyes looked ethereal to him.

"Magnificent" he remarked shamelessly.

Her face was now a mess with tears drenching it and she looked pathetic. 

The sound of her loud sobs were echoing in the room and that made it more enchanting for him to keep going on.

He softly took her strands of hair between his fingers and played with them. Pulling them away from her face, he sneaked them behind her ear. Not that her face was clear, he examined it more clearly. Her eyes were shut and lips were tightened together until they looked white. The blood was flushed from her face and she looked ready to face the worst which was about to come her way.

Not yet, he thought to himself. He didn't liked it. Although he wanted to make her suffer badly but not like this when she is already prepared for it and knows that the pain will inflict her. He will make her feel the pain when she least expects it. So it will cause a longer affect on her and she will have to endure more of it.

His eyes travelled to her round bosoms which seemed impeccable to him. He felt the urge to touch them and ravage them until she regrets being a woman. 

So much hatred, so much for her but not yet, he thought and smirked.

He liked the sound of her cries, it was musical to him. He loved it when his victims used to beg him for mercy. He felt stronger and more in power. But never showed mercy to any of them. And now the woman who made him turn into this beast was here, how can he let go of her without giving her a taste of what he has turned into?

He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "I will entail pain on every cell of your body until it reaches everywhere and settles inside your bones. So you get afraid from the sound of my footsteps"

Her lips trembled when she heard his vicious intentions. 

And then she felt the tip of his tongue, touching her ear lobe and taking it between his teeth and she flinched from the light touch. There was no pain in what she was experiencing rather he was making the pleasurable sensation hover over her body. And she feared it more.

She felt his large body closed to her, radiating warmth. He was 6 foot and stronger than she imagined.

"You were stalking me?" She asked him out of the blue which had been stinging her for a while.

He smiled against her ear and leaned back. 

He looked at her face and here eyes were still shut.

"Yes" he said one word and disappeared into the darkness. She felt the warmth getting away and then the sound of locking the door woke her up and she opened her eyes again to find herself in that empty room.