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Chapter 1

Cora's POV

"Help! Help! Help me please!" I cried, rushing towards the door and banging on it.

"You can not escape until we're done you, bitch." One of the rogue said, and pushed me to the bed.

The room was dark so I wasn't really seeing them clearly and I didn't care, all I wanted at that moment was to leave the room.

I was scared.

One by one, they climbed the bed, coming at me. My heart thumped in my chest, and I knew I had to escape but with two of them, it seemed impossible.

"Help!" I screamed, and when they tried to cover my mouth to muffle my voice, I bit them.

"Ouch! You bitch!" One of them yelled, landing a painful slap on my face, while the other pinned me to the bed.

I held them where the sun doesn't shine and squeezed it making them both cry out in pain.

"You fucking pathetic omega!" One of them yelled.

I immediately stood up from the bed and bolted out of the room.

"Come back here bitch!" One of them yelled, following me while struggling with his pain, his face filled with intense fury, but by this time I was halfway through the hallway.

"Stop there!" The other yelled running after me.

"Help!" I cried, increasing my pace. My eyes sighted the next available door and immediately entered it, not caring who was inside and locked the door.

A loud knock was thrown at the door and then their angry voices, "You bitch! Open this damn door!" They banged on the door, scaring me and making me chest heave in panic.

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How did I end up this way?

It all started from the moment my step sister urged me to follow her to a club. I followed her thinking this would finally bond the two of us, but I was wrong. Few minutes after we reached the club, she handed me a drink. I didn't know it was spiked, so I drank it.

Then suddenly, I started feeling dizzy.

She offered to take me to a room for me to 'take a rest' like she cared. I didn't know it was a trap. I didn't know two rogues were waiting to rape me there.

But I naively followed her.

It wasn't until I entered the room that I saw a slight evil smirk on her face. It was then it occured to me. This was all a trap.

I should have known but I was too naive. I had thought Vanessa was beginning to like me.

Now, after trying to escape I found myself in another stranger's room.

"You're here." A deep masculine voice said, coming from inside the the bathroom.

I turned to the voice, seeing a very handsome greekgod standing with a towel wrapped around his waist. From his scent, I could tell he was from a royal home.

"Come here," he said as he moved towards the bed.

"Huh?"

"Come here, don't be shy." he said softly, patting the bed next to him.

I didn't know what happened, or perhaps was it because of the effect of the drug Vanessa had slipped in my drink? But I felt a sudden pull towards him.

Absentmindedly, I walked to him and sat beside him on the bed.

"Take off your clothes." He instructed, and I found myself doing as he said, with no ounce of complaint from me.

Heck, I didn't know what was happening to me, but I blamed it on the drug which was swirling my mind and making me do what I would have never done if I was in my right senses.

One thing led to another, and I was laid flat on the bed—stark naked, while he came on top of me. He kissed me and ravished me. I didn't know what was happening to me, but I was responding to him, without protesting and allowing him take me to a world I've never experienced in my entire life.

Little did I know that moment was the beginning of my misery.

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By the time I woke up, my head was banging with intense ache, and when I looked around, I noticed I was not in my room.

My breath hitched when I realized I was on the bed, naked and a man sitting at the edge of the bed with his back was to me. He had a phone to his ears, receiving a call.

His body tensed as he turned to stare at me. There was a furious, disgusting look on his face. It seemed whatever had been told to him over the phone brought this reaction from him.

When he was done with his phone call, he slammed the phone on the bedside table.

"You!" He snarled, "You planned this, didn't you?" He yelled, a rageous look on his handsome face.

My face etched in a frown as I asked, "Who... Who are you?"

“Don’t act innocent,” he snapped, his voice filled with disgust. "You planned this, didn't you?"

I blinked, clearly confused while holding the blanket closer to me, "What are you talking about? I don't even know you..."

"You lie! You knew exactly who I was! You set this up to trap me. You think I don't know your plan? Huh?"

"I don't understand —"

"Shut the hell up!" He snarled, "You're Adam's daughter! The former Head warrior who orchestrated my mom's death!"

"I... I don't understand what you're saying. Who are you? And why are you accusing my father of your mother's death?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear.

“Shut up! You pathetic lowly Omega thinking she could climb the ranks by seducing me? You’re nothing but a whore. A cheap whore!"

His words were harsh, slicing through me like a dagger. Shame and anger washed through me but I was just too frozen to speak.

"I should've known," he snarled, "like father like daughter. Always scheming and looking for lives to destroy."

He stood up from the bed, grabbing his shirt on a nearby chair and slipping it on.

"This...? It never happened, okay? You stay out of my way or I'll make sure you regret ever crossing paths with me."

And with that, he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

My hands trembled as I clutched the blanket, his hateful words kept replaying in my head.

Whore. Pathetic.

I bit my lip, trying to stop the tears threatening to fall, but it came out anyways, hot and almost uncontrollable.

I didn't understand what just happened, but one thing I was sure of was that, whoever this man was, was someone who hated me more than I could ever imagine.

And I didn't even know why.