"Forgiveness? From them? How pathetic," Damon's laughter echoed, filling the room.Before Antonio could respond, the heavy door creaked open, and one of Damon's men walked in, dragging naked Hinata behind him. Her wrists were shackled, and a metal collar clung to her neck, linked by chains that glinted in the faint light in the room.Her legs were visibly weak and shaking. She looked terrified, her eyes pleading silently with Antonio as if he were her only hope. Her pale body red with sores, she was almost unrecognizable."Hinata".Antonio whispered, he could feel his heartbreaking bit by bit.Damon's grin widened. "Looks like your girlfriend has joined the party," he sneered, as his men shoved Hinata to the floor at Damon's feet, treating her like a captured animal.Antonio's heart clenched in fury at the sight of Hinata bound like a slave, but he remained still, knowing that any rash action could worsen the situation. "Let her go, you don't have to do this....she has done noth
Damon's smirk deepened, his eye contact with Antonio getting more tense."Leave us," he ordered the guards with a hand rised up in command.The guards hesitated for a moment, exchanging uncertain looks, but they knew better than to question him.One by one, they filed out of the room, the heavy door closing behind them with a loud thud, locked from the outside, leaving Damon, Antonio, and Hinata alone in the suffocating silence.Antonio's eyes followed the last guard as he exited, every muscle in his body coiled with tension. He knew that whatever Damon had planned, it was about to get much worse.Damon, still holding the chain that bound Hinata, walked back to his throne like chair.His expression shifted to darker, more serious.He pulled the chain and Hinata tried to stand on her feet, but she couldn't.A gunshot was enough to get her up to her wiggling feet.Antonio's eyes widened in reaction to Damon's scare shot at Hinata.He looked like someone who had never seen one of those
Antonio tried to fire the gun, but it was empty. Damon laughed. "You really think I will give you a loaded gun?"Damon took a few steps toward Antonio, swinging his fist, hitting him hard. Antonio stumbled and fell, but still holding on to Hinata."How pathetic!""Where is my sister, Damon! Where is my friend Doris?"A familiar voice wept.Damon's head whipped around, following the voice. From the shadows of the far corner, a figure was seen crawling with her hands bonded and her legs too.Angela's face was covered with cuts, and dark circles underscored her tear-filled eyes. She looked as though she'd been dragged through hell."Where did you keep them, you demon! Don't you dare hurt my family! Don't you..."Immediately she saw Hinata she paused with her breath caught up in her throat."What did you do? You didn't actually kill her, right?"Her voice trembled."Oh...look, our special guest is finally here with us".Damon mocked, barely glancing at her."What are you doing out of
Angela struggled, turning her face away, tears spilling down her cheeks.Damon laughed, looking over his shoulder at Antonio. "Does it hurt to see me touch her? Does it bother you to watch her suffer?"Antonio's eyes darted to the empty gun on the floor, then to Damon, who was too focused on tormenting Angela to notice.Damon's hand slid under Angela's shirt, and his hands pulled down her purple lace thong.Angela tightened her thighs to stop him, but it was useless."You seem to have gotten wet from my fingers, how long have you been without a man? Did you miss my touch? You get wet for me."His grin widening as Angela sobbed louder, she opened her eyes and met Antonio's gaze.She shook her head."That's not true! I am so sorry, Antonio ... . I didn't mean to.... I.... I am sorry".Damon laughed out loudly thensmacked her on her face.He turned her around and her hair back pressing her face against the wall while he looked at Antonio who was still at the same spot."I'll take her r
Courtney's entrance to the Monteros Mansion was nothing as planned.Apparently, Damon's men outnumbered them and not only that, the leader allowed them to pass the gates with no single attempt to stop them.Their arrival in the mansion was intense unsure of what was kept in store for them.When her driver opened the car door for her, she met the face of the leader grinning at her like she was some kind of joke."Where is Antonio?"Courtney asked bravely.Her men surrounded her with weapons in arms.The leader's wandered around the faces of her protectors then gazed over Courtney's shoulder to the tall guard behind her. His eyes widened at the recognition."What do we have here? Leonardo".He grinned and walked closer to the man who could be assumed as the leader of Courtney's men.He was with Damon's group until this very moment, trying to win as many men as possible for the Montero's family.Leonardo held the leader's eye contact with the coldness of a soldier."You were the spy amo
"Take her." The leader ordered.Damon's guards immediately surged forward. "Don't fight them, please, I will go at will...we can't win this"She pleaded with Leonardo who sighed and gave orders for the others to put their weapon down."Stay safe".Leonardo whispered, his gt tightening with anger, trying to resist."You too".Courtney replied as Damon's men roughly escorted her away.Like she said, she followed them willingly, knowing any resistance would only make matters worse. Her thoughts raced as they led her deeper into the mansion, through dimly lit corridors that seemed to stretch endlessly. Eventually, they shoved her into a cold, dark room and slammed the door behind her.In the dim light, Courtney's eyes adjusted to the small, cramped space, and she saw two familiar figures huddled in the corner. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized who they were. Angela's sister, Kerry, and Doris, they looked so unrecognizable.As soon as they saw her, they rushed forward."Cour
"Fuck".Damon cursed and fell to his knees.His hands trembling as he tried to stop the bleeding from his groin, but the blood flowing down like a tap made him have a heart attack.He put a hand up in a stop sign, catching his breath."Ma...maybe, we...we ... Can talk about this...huh?"Antonio stepped forward blankly, towering over him with the gun still pointing at him, his expression cold."You touched her with those hands".He fired the shots again, the bullet hitting Damon's hands this time.He repeated again and again and again emptying the gun.Angela was as shocked as she was terrified. She was crying and screaming with her hands over her ears.At the end of the gunshots,Damon's body slumped into the pool of his own blood rushing across the floor.The light fading from his eyes.The hall fell silent, the echoes of the gunshots fading into nothingness.Antonio lowered the gun, his breath shaking slightly. He turned to Angela, who was staring at him, her face a mix of relief and
Groaning loudly without minding that the noises they make might attract the guards.The door was old and cracked from Angela's earlier attempts, but it still resisted. They shoved harder, their desperation lending them extra force.Finally, the wood splintered, and the door gave way, swinging open with a loud crash.Angela stumbled inside, breathing heavily and bruised, but alive. She was immediately embraced by her sister Kerry, followed by Doris and Courtney.The four women held each other in a tight, tearful reunion and relief."You're alive," Kerry whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I thought I lost you."Angela, still catching her breath, managed a soft smile through her exhaustion. "I'm fine," she said, squeezing them tighter. " I need your help."They pulled back slightly, looking at her with concern."What happened?" Doris asked, brushing a strand of hair from Angela's wet, exhausted face."Did you see Antonio?"Courtney asked.Before Angela could finish explaining, th