NADIA

NADIA'S POV

The man brought me into a dimly lit room, making it impossible for me to know where I was. He placed me on a bed, his fingers tracing the lines of my face.

“Such a cutie.” He moaned, leaning to sniffle my neck, I instinctively shook him off me, awareness shooting through me, as I tried to be clear headed, but still felt dizzy and weak to my knees.

He seemed to frown for a while, which was quickly replaced with a chuckle, “I like that you're playing hard to get, it will make this night longer.” He said, getting up to unbutton his shirt.

My throat was so dry that I had to cough, drawing his attention, “My sweetheart needs water,” he smiled, and went to get a glass of water. I looked around the room, it was so dark that I couldn't find anything I could use to defend myself. Like I could defend myself in this state, I screamed internally, wishing I didn't come here with Sophia.

It wasn't long before he returned with a glass of water, which I gulped down quickly, purposely dropping the cup beside me.

“I need a wine to celebrate tonight, I must have saved an angel in my past life to get such a beauty for free tonight.” He whined happily, moving away a bit.

He returned again, dropping the wine beside me. As he brought the wine to my lips, I slowly pushed it away, making the liquid pour on the bed.

Before I could think, his rough and hard palm landed on my cheek, leaving a painful impact on my cheek, I winced in pain, as my tooth ached. The raw metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils as I tasted them on my lips, I was bleeding, my lips were bleeding.

My eyes stung with pain, as I became a bit awake, conscious of where I was. I glanced at him, my vision blurred with tears. He was smiling, like that of a psychopath.

“Oh my God, my sweetheart, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry-” he said, raising his thumb to wipe the blood away.

I quickly brushed his hands off me, slowly eyeing the bottle besides me, if he should come any closer.

“Don't be so stubborn, else I won't mind beating you up before fucking you. Be gentle and I'll make sure you enjoy it, now come here, come drink it up, don't spill it again.” He warned, before bringing the wine to my lips again.

His eyes shimmered with intense warning and lust, I complied and gulped down the glass content. I'm not sure what he'll do this time if I were to spill the drink, so I drank it.

“Good girl” he smiled, “Now let's get to it.” With this he leaned in, trying to kiss me, I dodged his advance, making him kiss the air. I can tell he was angry again, because he paused and glared at me - a warning glare.

“Undress” he suddenly said, moving away from me to down a glass which he poured himself.

I can't do that, “Pl..please..” I squeezed out pleadingly.

“Do you think I'm a joke?” He flared, smashing the glass on the wall, I flinched, as some particles slit my face, causing blood to gush out. One time he's normal, the next, he's like a deranged man.

As fast as I could blink, he was on me, like a mad man, his eyes red with anger and his veins popping out, he quickly ripped the dress on my upper body leaving my half naked breast on display for him. He swallowed, his eyes widening in lust, as his hands went straight to his groin.

I instantly hugged myself, covering my breast, as my tears fell, he lunged at me, giving me another hard, yet painful slap. I sobbed, quickly wiping my tears. “Spare me please, I..I..” I sobbed, hating my vulnerable self.

His scornful and wicked laughter echoed in the room, he paused and glanced at me, “How do you expect me to let go of such a gift the heavens has given me? Look at such smooth and succulent boobs, I can't wait to know how you'll taste, when I'm finally able to fuck you.”

He pulled off his pants, leaving him in his underwear and bare upper body, he crawled slowly towards me, his hands trying to reach for my breast. No I couldn't let him, I quickly grabbed the bottle beside me and smashed it on his head, he screamed in pain, blood oozing from his head, the sight alone was frightening. I could hear him cursing me, as he clutched his head, wincing in pain.

Helplessly, I slowly got up from the bed, staggered my way to the door, just as I was about to unlock it, I felt my hair being forcefully dragged and pulled back.

“You think you can get away from me? No, you can't, no one can even hear your voice!” he smirked, his blood smeared face making him appear more ghastly, he hit me again, kicking me hard as I fell to the floor. I cried in pain, hugging myself, as I felt immense pain.

“I've been lenient with you, I'll just go straight to what I want!” With that, he ripped my clothes, leaving me half naked in my lingerie. He proceeded to rip off my bra, when there was a loud knock on the door.

I suddenly prayed that, whoever it was, would come save me, else I'll really die in the hands of this deranged man.

He paused, bringing his finger to his lips, signaling me not to make a sound, as if that would move me.

“Help someone!! Anyone there!!” I used all my might to scream, hoping the person would hear my voice. At least my voice wasn't totally lost.

He threw me a warning glare, meanwhile the knock on the door Intensified. Suddenly everywhere fell silent, the knock wasn't heard again, ‘Did the person leave?’ Fear engulfed me.

The man smiled wickedly and made to have his way on me again, but then, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside. He flinched, as a group of three men walked into the room, dressed in black, their aura was cold and dangerous, simply speaking of danger. Just then, another man walked in, he seemed to be their boss, his followers aura was nothing compared to him, infact, he was the actual meaning of dangerous, and coldness. The dark lens covering his eyes, made him more unapproachable.

I felt my head spinning again, my vision suddenly turning blank, “Please Save me.” I slowly muttered, before I blacked out.