Chapter 4

Arrow Blacks's POV

I was just about to go to my room when I felt something strange. It's like there's something about to happen so I decided to go back to the living room. I was right. There goes Samantha silently walking out of the door trying to escape. I knew she would try but I wouldn't let her.

The sight of it angers me to the extent, her leaving me and disobeying me makes me want to lock her in her room that I already did.

Her, denying my demands triggers the sleeping monster inside me, especially, when she denied my proposal. She was strong enough, brave enough, to provoke me. It burns my temper that I wanted to strangle her just to make her acknowledge my power over her.

I walked out of her room and headed to the lower part of my mansion or should I say the dungeon where my torture room was. It's where I bring my enemies to make them experience hades. Unlocking the door, I entered. I grabbed the handcuffs and sat on my chair facing the whole room. The ambiance of the room was cooling my burning anger. I need Shadow.

"Hello, Shadow? Can you please bring Samantha here in the torture room. If she doesn't come willingly you have the right to force her," I ordered Shadow. He's my right hand, assistant, trusted friend.

I was wondering what will be my first step to make her obey me. I was in my deep thoughts when the door opened roughly. Shadow entered holding Samantha tightly that was struggling so hard, I could hear her whimpers of ire. Austere!

"Bring her to the whipping area," I spoke. "Be sure to tie her up tightly."

"Let go of me! " She shouted, she's too noisy, it's irritating.

Walking near her, I handcuffed her two hands up and tied it on the wood located upon her head.

"Leave us."

"Yes master, Arrow," he answered.

Samantha Red's POV

I just finished my meal when a handsome hunk man came to enter my room.

"Come with me, Miss Samantha," he said as he gets close to me.

"Uh, Why would I?" I asked cluelessly, running to the opposite side of the bed.

"Capo Arrow commanded me to take you down the torture room," he stated politely.

Panicked stricken me, "Torture room? I'm sorry, Mister, but I'm not going with you." No, this couldn't be. I hadn't even planned my escape yet. Don't tell me he's going to kill me now. No, not yet.

"Then I need to force you to get you there Miss. I'm sorry but Capo Arrow strictly commanded me to bring you there," he added, waking close to me grabbing both of my hands and held them tightly.

"No, let go! No! I don't want to!" I shouted but it's no use. I tried to struggle hard but it's only hurting me, he was strong enough to hold me. He dragged me down the stairs and to a dark aisle where I couldn't see anything but black, hell, it's really eerie. 

I continued to struggle until we reached the said room. Was this the torture room? Why couldn't I see anything? It's so dark.

"Bring her to the whipping area," a cold voice ordered. I knew who it was. It's him. Without even realizing it, I was already handcuffed. "Leave us."

"What are you going to do? Why did you tie me up," I inquired struggling from the cold metal coiled around my wrist. 

"I told you, Precious, I will show you what I do to people when they defy me," he answered while running his fingers on my face down my to my neck giving me goosebumps. Damn! His hands felt like a blade of death.

"Untie me! You! You're a monster," I stated trying to find my way but I just couldn't free my hands from these tight handcuffs.

"Now, if you want me to free you then you better obey me, comply with me, respect me, and submit yourself to me. Marry me and accept the fact that you are mine." Possessiveness was shown and dominance embraced his cold voice as his hands kept of caressing my neck. 

His threats, it's making my heart pound like crazy, crazy frightened. "I will never submit to you. I will never marry you!" I hardly stated gritting my teeth. Anger was coiling my being with what he was doing to me, it's not humanly.

"The fierce and brave girl. Nothing will happen to you when you continue doing that. Don't be stubborn, My precious. Just bear with it. You will marry me, I will make you the happiest woman alive. We will have a family and you can't do anything with it, but to love me," he proudly announced with boldness, his hands snaked behind my back as he pulled me to him. 

"Who really are you? Why will I marry you and why do you expect me to love you? When there are many girls who can do so." I tried to calm myself but managed to talk in a hasty manner. It's odd, why would he marry someone like me, a normal woman without any other talents or skills.

"You wouldn't be so happy when you will know who I am. You just do not know what you are talking about but you will understand soon when you will become my wife. Don't worry because you are the only one that I want not the others. You will bear my child and no one else. I will own you, Samantha, no matter what. Put that in your mind. " He remarked close to my ears as I felt his grip on my back tighten. 

I wouldn't let you, jerk. "I am not yours. No one owns me but myself. Tell me who you really are and why did you buy me? I don't give a fuck with what you say just fucking let me go! That's all I ask, was it that big? Your dick," I blurted angrily. I wasn't supposed to be here when he didn't buy me, I was supposed to be with Haliyah.

"Enough. Me being nice to you, is over. And I am not a dick, but I do have a dick. It is long and thick, it can make you moan like crazy. And as for your question, it's not the right time for you to know," he stated maliciously while he let go of me.

"You're nice? Who told you that you are nice? Then tell me who you really are!" I shouted rampantly, my patience ran out, I was eager.

Proximity went off between us and I could feel his hands on my shirt. My jaw fell when he violently ripped my shirt into half. Now I was only on my brassiere. Shit! What was he doing? "Fucking shit. Why did you rip my shirt!?" I shouted at him using my very loud voice. I clenched my jaw and eyed where I think he was standing.

"You wanna know who I am. Then I am who I am. A monster. You just pulled out the fire in me, hope you won't be burned." His voice turned out to be horrifying, he sounds like Lucifer.

I felt danger was about to attack me with the way he talks. Suddenly, I heard some sounds of a rod lashing on the ground. Fuck? I hate him, damn his trashy demands and shity threats.

"Are you ready? I told you not to mess with me but what did you do? Sooner or later, I know you will start obeying me. You will give yourself to me, and you will love me," the way he said it seems so truthful. 

"No, you won't be able to do that. I won't let you!! I promise you, I will have my revenge," I shot back at him. But could I? I know I could, nothing could stop me, justice needs to be served.

"You have no power here, My precious. Your austere, I like that," he's demonic, truly, by the way, he act, I knew its true.

"Fuck!" A drop of blood seeped from my lips when I bit it due to the burning pain on my back when he whipped me so hard that it sliced my back. My anger towards him increased when the second whip touched my precious back. The pain was unbearable that it felt like I was sliced to death slowly. "Fuck you, you monster!"

"Now, my precious, do you already know who has the power here? Are you going to obey me now? Hmm?" he halted, lashing the rod on the ground scaring me.

"No, I don't! I will never obey you. Monsters doesn't deserve respect!" I hissed. He deserves to rot in hell, with what he was doing, he expects me to obey him. Then damn him! Fuck him!

"Then accept this!" He growled like Lucifer, full of demons.

He rained me more life leaving whips that it felt like I was skinned alive. My back was dripping with floods of blood that made my pants wet. All I did was to unleash an agonizing groan and bit my lip to endure the pain. Until I felt like I was going to die because he hit me fast and hard. Eventually, I surrendered, I don't want to but I need to. Death wasn't supposed to get me, at least for now.

"Argh! It hurts! S... st... op... stop." I let my tears roll down my cheeks as I bend my head down not wanting him to see me like this. God!

"That's right, my precious, beg me," he proudly remarked looking down on me, his defeated enemy.

"No, I will never beg you! Never!!" Raising my head as I shout at him. My emotion was taking over me, therefore, I managed to control my tears. I couldn't let my guard down. He might weaken my body but will never weaken my soul and my spirit.

"Enough. Let's see where your spirit can take you. I give you what you want, don't regret it. I am trying to deal with you in the harmless way but you keep on pushing me to the harmful way," he said aiming to touch my cheeks but I refused to. He threw the rod angrily making a frightening sound since it hit a glass and clenched my jaw violently.

"Why do you always defy me?" Grumpiness was apparent in his voice combined with the tightness of his grip on my jaw that's really shutting the hell out of me.

I grinned to victory. "Because I can."

"Sure you can, but I also can," he smirked devilishly. His icy hands ran down my neck to my collarbone, it felt a sharp metal threatening my skin.

My whole being started to tremble with his touch going down my neck. The thing I hated the most, be raped, be touched, be tainted.

"Beautiful necklace. Sure this is important but it will be great if I make it unimportant," he grimaced at me emphasizing the word 'unimportant.'

"Don't you dare remove it from my neck, I will kill you," I stated ferociously. I was trying to remove my hands from the handcuffs so I could slaughter this man to death.

"I told you I can," he stated in triumph as he pulled my necklace turbulently and it broke it into pieces.

"Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Give it back to me!" It was so important to me, I love that necklace. It was on my neck since I was a kid, it's important though I don't know who gave it to me.

"It is mine to keep," he traced the necklace to my neck then pulled it away, leaving me alone in this dark unknown room.

"Get me out of here, you monster!!!" I shouted but he didn't hear me and locked the door.

I lowered my head and started crying due to the agonizing pain I was feeling. The lashes in my back burned me just like how my anger burned towards the man who did this.

My sight was starting to blur, my knees became a soft jelly, my body was succumbed by pain and so the darkness overtook me.

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The sounds of footsteps walking towards me awoke my whole being. According to the fresh sweet smell, it's him, the person I hate the most.

"How are you, my precious? Have you decided to marry me?" He asked grinning, cupping my face.

"No, I will never marry you. I would rather kill myself than to be with a monster like you!" I shouted as loud as I could. Never! Monsters like him do not deserve any of the good things in the world. They deserve hell!

"No one's gonna die, my precious. You don't dare, you are my property. I only have the right," he declared with a scary voice.

"This is my life. I can end it whenever I want," I responded insisting.

"Then how's your back? Don't you feel pain, isn't that enough to make you realize that you are inferior to me? That I own you? I can do worse if I want to," he wondered walking to I don't know where.

"You dare whip me a thousand times then you will ask met that question!? Are you that dumb!? You can do worse, huh? Fuck you, then kill me!" I spat back.

"Since you won't marry me yet, then I can't do anything with it but soon I know I will finally own you. You know what precious, it will be my biggest mistake to kill you. You are mine to keep and to own not to kill. I was just joking around." He walked close to me then touched my face."Bye, My precious. Enjoy."

My stomach was now growling, I was dead hungry. It's already dark outside and as time passes by I was getting weaker. I was alone here enduring the pain, suffering my own confusion hoping I could still get out.

My suffering lasted for the two darkest days, it was the most agonizing days of my life. He would visit me then ask me if I made up my mind to marry him but my answer was 'no'. My body surrendered due to blood loss. I couldn't even stand properly, I stayed hanging in these handcuffs. My lithe body became thin, I could barely open my eyes. The soft voice I had dispersed and the worse was my emotional pain.

The memories I had with my parents keep bugging me. The time when they were still alive to give me hugs, kisses, and love. I miss them badly, I just wish they couldn't see me going through this kind of situation now that they were in heaven. 

I was surprised when a man of good heart suddenly entered.

"Samantha, it's me Dr. Ashton. I was sent by Arrow to tend your wounds," he said removing the handcuffs from my hands.

He's an angel sent from heaven, my savior. "Please wear this shirt. You need treatment immediately," he handed me a shirt that really smells like the monster.

"Thank you," I whispered as I wore the shirt gently. I tried my very best to stand but due to the pain, plus I didn't eat for the last days, I fell on the hard ground. My knees weren't strong enough to carry my weight.

"I'm sorry but I can't walk." My voice was so soft, it's fading.

"I need to carry you. Please hold unto my chest." He really did carry me. Although my back hurts I couldn't complain, I needed to endure the pain for the meantime. I had no choice but to rely on him so I clung my arms on his neck. He walked out of the room slowly, we are heading to my room upstairs. Why was this man so soft, he was so kind as to help me.

While we're walking upstairs, my sight became blurry and I felt the whole world along with the weakening of my body. For the last time, I gazed at this man's handsome face then I fainted.

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