Chapter Thirty one

Anita's pov

There were fallen leaves scattered on the ground under the tree. I sat on them, relaxing my back against the tree.

How do I manage to eat? I am so hungry and tired. I placed my head on the tree for support.

The pains in my stomach became much that my hand flew over, wrapping it up. Tears started welling up in my eyes as I thought of my life.

Being accused daily is now like a routine for me. Not even a day of escaping. The welled up tears, started pouring, streaming down my cheeks.

Memories of how the guards were whipping me with the flogger came crashing down on me. Their faces were beaming with lots of wicked smiles when they were hitting that thing on me.

One was calling me a 'laughing cheap stock' saying I was lucky he wasn't Alpha Orion, he would have chained me to his room and fuck me day and night.

I marveled at their opinions, their thinking faculty was trash like it would always be. There are some men in this world that do not deserve to live but die and a par