Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries '
** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge
In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale.
One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds.
Suddenly, an urge to vomit knocked, but rather than puking on this man, she swallowed it because she never knew when her next meal would be and had not eaten anything for several days.
"Omg, it's my tenth time, and she is still so tight." The leader of this abuse was Henry Rowan, and the woman was Elsie Ross. He looked haggard twice older than a man in his late fifties, his clothes were torn and wrinkly , had gone completely bald. His once good teeth turned yellow because of his excessive smoking and some fell out because of junk food. It made Elsie wonder everytime while she fell for him.
Soon later, they were done with her. They all spat on her body and cursed, "Wh*re. You are such a f*cking wh*re, pretending you didn't like any of that. Sl*t!"
Even though he and his friends abused her on a daily basis, she knew he wan not the mastermind. Henry was too focused on weed, and women were crafting out such a nasty plan that ruined her life. Elsie Ross, formally Elsie Scott, was the only daughter and sole heiress of the Ross family. Born with a gold spoon in her mouth and not some whore for these junkies.
To this, Elsie did not pay any attention; rather, she strived to recall happy moments with her family, especially her ex-husband Aiden Scott; she heard he remarried after five years of their divorce. She wondered who was the lucky woman and prayed she would make him happy. Although a pinch of jealousy swarms in her stomach at the thought of him having another woman in his arms,.
"Why are you smiling, b*tch?" A beautiful lady dressed in a white corset dress appeared on the stairs. She had blonde hair and icy blue eyes. And a body that men could die for. It was Trickson Dale, Elsie's capturer and evil cousin. The right hand of the mastermind.
She continued, folding her arms in a way that would reveal her two million-dollar engagement ring. "I can't believe you are still able to laugh. Are you still capable of making use of that emotion?"
Lazily, Elsie averted her eyes from the ring, which nauseated her because it was her family's money. It made her heart ache. She mustered the courage to smile. "As long as I have his memories, I can live a thousand years more."
"Oh really?" Trickson could not help but roar with contagious laughter. Her facial expression loosened up, and she looked more beautiful. Walking closer, she brought out a document. "Which memories? Those that won't last over two weekends?"
This sent a dagger through Elsie's heart. It was true, she only had good memories with her ex-husband Aiden when she was pregnant for their son, whereas after his birth, she let this bitch convince her that Aiden had drugged her only to tie her down with their child.It made her so angry that she wanted to spit blood.
A strange fragrance wafted into Elsie's nose as Trixson got closer; it smelled good but still repelled her. Noticing this, Trixson laughed heartily,her voice sickly sweet "Oh silly, that is my new fragrance launched last week. And also today, I launched my app for my fans and my record label. I want to give back to the world."
Elsie stared at Trix with a ferocious expression, ridiculing her fake altruism. "Give back to the world? Hah! None of it is yours. I gave you those roles and money. I made you who you are."
It was true. Elsie grew up watching a lot of movies and reading books. She had a knack for determining which movies would become famous or not. Therefore, she helped Trix with each movie she got. But what did she get in return? Locked in a basement with no food or healthcare.
"Oh, sweetie, you are right. I paid you back by letting you live this long below is my luxurious 210 million-dollar villa with food and water at least once a week. You should be thankful. Didn't your mother tell you not to be ungrateful?"
Unable to hear any more of this trash, Elsie spoke up in a weak voice because of starvation. "Shut up! Don't defy her by calling her with your rotten mouth."
"See who is talking. A living trash bag. When last did you take your bath? You see, you can't even remember. Let me help you." She took out a gold perfume and sprayed it on Elsie while covering her nose with her palm.
"Go away! It stinks just like your garbage personality!" She cried out, hating herself for being vulnerable. Finally, she gathered all her strength and yelled, "I was happy and in love with my husband till you came and spoilt everything. You made me believe he was a rapist, a serial cheat and even a murderer. I maltreated my son because of you. You introduced me to a rapist, whom I left my husband for. How have you helped me? How? By convincing me to transfer all my alimony in yours and Henry's bank account. You are evil and will die a terrible death!"
"Don't blame me for your in-born stupidity floozy. " She scoffed.
" Really? You want me to go away. Don't you want to know how your husband and your son are faring?" She asked with a twisted smile on her face and her hands reaching into her branded purse to grab her phone. The gallery contained pictures of Aiden and his son, Eldon. It was random photos of them at the park, at school, in his company, and at her grave.
Oh yes. The whole world knew she died on a plane to be with her boyfriend, Henry. Obviously, Master planned by her capturers, since she transferred her properties, they were given to them to waste properly. While Trix spent on bribing for roles because Elsie would not help her anymore, Henry spent solely on drugs and women.
Upon hearing this, Elsie's once weak, and assaulted body gained strength. She leaned back at the blood stained wall, excitement and yearning bouncing in her eyes.
"I can see it in your eyes." Trix crooked with mocking laughter, kicking her wavy hair back. She swiped left to a photo where there was a third person in their midst. Elsie's pupils widened upon recognition. "Aiden is fine and married now. Your son, Eldon, could not be happier. I read he wrote a song for his parents anniversary. '' Crouching on her knees, Trix tossing some tissues to Elsie, she said in a soothing voice, '' They are fine without you. You can die now."
Bang
Before Elsie could make out what Trix meant, she heard a loud sound as a fast-punching object made its way through her skin. It was unbelievable and painful.
Bang bang
Two shots rang, piercing into her stomach and chest. Her eyes met with those of her killer, Henry, the man she loved so dearly until she found out he did not love her. She murmured in what seemed to be her last breath. "I know."
Trixson sneered disdainfully, rolling her eyes. "Uhh. I hate the sad energy radiating from you right now."
Bang bang !
"Rodnaya?"
That nickname.
In her last moments, she heard a familiar voice call out to her. It could not be it. Her lashes fluttered as she tried to open her eyes. A vague tall figure made his way to her. She could see two bodies on the floor.
His big hands grab her face, worrying about taking over his gorgeous features. " Rodnaya? My love, don't die on me. I love you."
"I l-l"
Bang bang bang
The tall figure fell to the floor, sinking all her hopes for a happy afterlife. Elsie could not help but scream and cry. She felt a sharp pain in her heart. Her heart was broken into a million pieces. Tears ran down her eyes as if in queue. Determined, Elsie decided to know the killer before giving up the ghost. She dragged Aiden's body to her thighs.
"Is he dead?" A familiar yet strange voice inquired, followed by a devious laugh. It was a tall woman in leather and five inches tall. Due to the darkness, only the faint light stolen from locked windows could make out the color of her hair. Brown and silky.
Could she be the mastermind?
The lady chuckled lightly, turning her face away from the light and making her back face Elsie. "He sacrificed all his wealth to know your location. He did get to see you, and I got my revenge. We all won at the end, don't you think?"
In rage, Elsie looked heavenward with the body of her ex-husband in her arms. She swore, hot tears making their way down her chin. "Trixson, Henry, and you. I will make you pay for this either in this life or the next. I promise!"
Instantly, the woman's arrogant laugh reverberated all over the room. She rolled her eyes as she fixed the gun on Elsie. "Yeah. Whatever!''
Bang!
The locked windows began to chatter as a strong wind blew. They flew open, and the defiant spirit of Elsie Ross went out, swearing revenge.
* Chapter 2: I won't spare you "I... Henry..hen.." " Are you so in love with him that you are thinking about him when you're with me? " His rough, angry voice echoed in her room as the sound made by the bed because of their activity became louder. The pain and immense pleasure forced her eyes open. They found the man on top of her and froze. It could not be. Could it? She was in her ex-husband's bedroom. How was that possible? Didn't he die along with her in that cold and dirty basement? She blinked the tears out of her eyes, and asked in a doubtful tone " Aiden?" "Yeah" Aiden responded as he slowed down, his grey-colored eyes met her caramel ones. She glanced over his well-chiseled jawline and his tousled golden brown hair. A spark-like electricity went through her spine just like the first day met. She was confused. Isn't he dead? Was this a dream or a memory? "Aiden Scott?" She jerked up and questioned. "The one and only. Who do you t
Chapter 3; Have you drugged him? The handsome little boy rushed in his school uniform holding his backpack. He was the mini version of his father except for his caramel-colored hair and striking blue eyes.Elton hugged his father's leg " Good morning Dad." Placing a hand on the boy's back, Aiden's face lit with joy "Good morning Eldon. How was your night?" The little lad shrugged and then took his father's hand "It was good. I have something to show you." They sat on the bed. The little lad's curious eyes assessed the environment. He wrinkled his nose at the scattered bed, clothes on the floor, and strange smell in the room. At this point, it did not matter. He was rather nervous about his upcoming recital. Eldon wiped his face with the back of his hand. After rummaging his backpack he brought out a green paper, " Dad, this is my recital. Our teacher said we should write about our favorite parent." Pride warmed his chest at the paragraph his son wrote. At ab
Chapter 4: I will find you '' Have you forgotten? Henry Rowan is in the district hospital due to accident. You need to rush there with the bill. Have you drugged Aiden yet?" Instantly, Elsie's eyes widened. Trixson Dale's words jogged her memory. She now recalled why she came to this room. Trixson Dale had called in the afternoon and informed her about Henry Rowan's motorcycle accident. She spent the day crying and praying due to the tight security at the mansion. Later in the evening, a package arrived addressed to her; it was a white bottle containing white powder. Trix told her to make sure Aiden had it so it would knock him out and she could hack his security from his phone and escape. However, she mixed things up and ended up drinking the wine meant for him. It made her lose control, and she initiated everything from there on. Even though he pushed her away, Elsie forced herself on him until he gave in. Thinking about this, she became very flustered. Her ears
Chapter 5; He is not my boyfriend Aiden Scott trembled with anger, struggling to maintain a straight face. This woman had an ability to provoke him. Earlier that morning, she had made countless promises, only to break them within hours. Was this her plan all along? To seduce him into lowering the security at their home, only to sneak off to meet her lover? It was shameless, using her body to manipulate him. To add insult to hurt, she had even dressed up and put on makeup to meet him, as if to mock his foolishness.The pain cut deep. He couldn't deny that his decision to force this marriage upon her, due to Eldon, had been selfish. It was wrong to confine her to their home against her will. But he loved her, deeply. Yet, it was becoming increasingly clear that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make her love him in return. Suppressing the pain in his heart, Aiden composed himself, turned to his assistant, and instructed, "Call the residence. Inform the guards
Chapter 6; Soul black as Coal "Trixson Dale," an unknown voice called from behind. Trixson turned out of habit. Her eyes widened at the number of cameras flashing at her. It was the paparazzi. It can't be! She had not called them yet. She had not even made her planned phone call to Aiden Scott yet. No, no! "What can you say about the news spreading about you online?" A journalist began, pushing forward a recording device. Others fixing the lightening of the cameras, or jotting down. They had received a big tip to cover one of the biggest scandal in the entertainment world. "What?" Confusion took over her delicate features. Her chest rose and fell continuously. Subconsciously , she clutched her pink Louis Vuitton sheath dress. What news? It made her scared. Did they see her with Henry Rowan? That imbécile! It would ruin her career if she was caught with such a man. It made her panic. Sweat formed around her fringe bangs. More lights flash, as they continued "Are
Chapter 7; I will clear your name Inside the luxurious BMW, Boris tended to Trix with utmost care and devotion as she laid on the lush black leather seat that enveloped her form. Though a muscled figure, Boris gentle touch and worshipping green eyes betrayed the softness within. As he dabbed her porcelain skin with the finest silk, he could not help but admire her stunning, effortless beauty. His only wish was to ease her pain. She was indeed perfect. Suddenly, he heard her breath out softly as she faked regaining consciousness. "Miss Dale, are you awake?" Fluttering her eyes open, she put on a pitiful look and pretended to be weak. She begged, "Water, please give me water" "I will." In the most gentle actions he fed her water. Trixson took three sips before bopping her head to signal denial. If she talked less, Boris would believe her act. "Those reporters are so heartless! They kept up pestering you didn't they noticed your pale face. Who told the
Chapter 8; You don't deserve me! "We are here, ma'am," Jerry reminded Elsie, who seemed lost for a moment. She shook her head at his words and made a weird sound. The truth was, Elsie was no longer present in the car but rather in the past. For she remembered the first time she visited this place. Her heart sunk. Flashback ___ Four years ago That day, crimson and rose blossoms dotted the eastern edge, bursting forth like branches heavy with ripe cherries. In her bedroom, Elsie sang nursery rhymes as she bathed her little boy. A joyful smile sprang to her lips at his every smile. "You are so good looking, my son. You took all your features from your dad while I did all the work," she pretended to be upset, pouting as she poured warm water on his body to rinse him. By her side stood an elderly lady in what appeared to be a school uniform but was not. Wrinkles aged her, and a smile spread on her thin lips, it was Cavia "Not true, ma'am. Young maste
Chapter 9; I am his wife As they stepped out of the car, Elsie was a little hesitant. Everything she said and did during that time was all under Trickson's influence. Elsie felt wronged. Nevertheless, she was going to teach those two a great lesson they would never forget. Thinking about this brought a smile to her saddened face. As they passed through security, she realized how much things had changed. There was now a fountain at the center and beautiful trees planted around. Everything looked unfamiliar and strange. The company had grown to many heights after her last visit; it now spoke of so much wealth and hard work. One thing did not change though—the security was so tight that one could not sneak out even a needle. However, at one glance, she was recognized by one of the security guards and was sent in. Elsie was left in awe as she strolled in; it was incredibly busy. She had never seen people work at that speed, hence she hurried up her steps and tried