*Slap*
Her cheek stung from the brutal slap that was given to her by her stepmother. Rylie Novikov stood in the presence of her stepfamily, a helpless expression on her face. Her step-sisters laughed at her vulnerability. Her father was away at war and left his second wife in charge of the family."Did you really think you'd be the one to marry the crowned prince? Just because you're the alleged first daughter of that woman?"Rylie's chest rose and fell rapidly. They were taking everything from her; her birthright and the man she was supposed to get married to. Her tears began to pour. This prompted her sisters to raise a roar of laughter. They mocked her weakness."Be a good girl and just maybe, I won't cut your mother's hospital bills. You either choose a man or the mother you so cherish."Rylie watched her childhood best friend, Ian, smirking at her. His hand was wrapped around Anita's waist. He even kissed her forehead to spite Rylie the more. She shut her eyes as more tears rolled down. How could he have done this to her?"Please, don't cut the bills. My mother is more important than any stranger in the world." She sniffed and turned away from Ian. Ian's face scrunched into a frown. He felt she had just belittled him."Good girl. Now, I won't cut off the bills only on one condition." The treacherous woman spoke and walked over to the bookshelf. Rylie watched her every move with fear. She knew the woman was capable of anything."I thought you already laid that out," Rylie argued with a feeble, shaking voice."Not quite, my dear. You didn't even have a choice the first time."The room was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Everyone feared Bethany. She was vicious and didn't care who was who. She did whatever she wanted to.She brought out a paper that was hidden underneath a book."Here's the condition," She handed the paper to Rylie and proceeded to take her seat.A gasp escaped the poor girl's lips when she saw that it was a marriage agreement. The groom had already signed on it, leaving that of the bride's."What's this? You want me to get married to that man?" Her lips quivered in anxiety."Yes, dear. That's the condition. If you so treasure your mother, you will sign it quickly.""No! This is nonsense. How can you do this? This is inhumane." She dropped the piece of paper harshly on the table."I won't sign this. This is pure wickedness."This was the first time she was going against Bethany. But it didn't make the evil woman flinch. She knew the girl just needed a little push. With a sly smile, she picked up her phone and called the doctor in charge of the hospital."Hello, doctor. I would like to withdraw the bills for Mrs. Novikov Julia. Please, make sure.....""Wait!" Rylie yelled helplessly. The woman paused and looked at her, waiting for the reply she wanted to hear in the first place.Rylie sniffled, her eyes were wet and puffy. Her hands shook as she picked up the contract paper. Her sight became blurry. She was tired of everything that was happening around her. All she wanted to was elope to a far country after her mother got better.She had to get married to a man tagged the demon king of tyranny. It was the title he earned for his notorious acts and the mysterious deaths of his previous wives. He always wore a mask and rumor had it that his wives died because they couldn't stand the ugliness of his face. That was the situation Bethany had wrapped Rylie in and there was no way the young girl could get out of it."I will sign it. Please, let my mother live. I beg you." She knelt and placed her palms together."Please,"With the ink on the table, she reluctantly signed it. Her heart shattered with every line she scribbled on the paper. The woman, triumphantly, dropped her phone and hung up."You've been such a good girl, Rylie. You can go see your mother." Bethany said in a loving voice after she had gotten what she wanted."They will be here soon to pick you up. Make sure you get ready." She dismissed the girl. Rylie ran as fast as she could to the hospital, wanting to make sure her mother was okay.She got to the ward to see her mother sleeping peacefully. Her racing heart calmed down a bit. She knelt beside her and looked into her peaceful face. She took her hand and kissed it."I don't know what to do anymore, mother. Everyday, I see no reason to live but when I think about you, I change my mind. I'm not strong, mother. I'm about to lose it completely." She wept. Her entire body was shaking from the wrenching heartache she felt. Someone who she once called mother was about to send her out to die. She never wronged the woman in any way.Lost in her thoughts, she didn't know when her mother opened her weary eyes. Being sick for close to ten years really told on her body. Her face was wrinkled and her body was weak."Rylie," She called out with a smile. Rylie was jolted out of her thoughts by her mother's fragile voice."Mom," She stood up excitedly. She rarely saw her mother's eyes."Thank God you're awake. Should I get the doctor?" She wiped her face so that her mother wouldn't see her tears."No, Rylie. I've been waiting for you since yesterday.""I'm sorry, Mother, but that woman locked me inside. She didn't want me to see you."Julia smiled weakly and took Rylie's palm, giving it a light squeeze. Rylie knelt back and covered her mother's palm with her free hand. She loved her mother dearly and would do anything for her, even getting married to the vilest man on earth."I wanted to see you before I leave this world.""Mom, don't say that. You're not leaving yet. You still have years to live. You have to get better faster so we can get out of here for good." She persuaded.Julia smiled and patted her beloved daughter's head. She was finding it hard to depart from her child. She knew she would suffer much in the hands of her stepmother and it broke her heart."Rylie," Julia cried."Mom?" Rylie called frantically."I'm sorry for what you have to go through. I'm sorry I can't be with you. I'm sorry for my fragile body. I wasn't able to help you in the end and now, you have to surf the world with fear. I hope you can forgive me, baby. I want you to live, dear. Live for the both of us. You will find happiness, love, and peace. I love you, Rylie, and I will always be with you." Those words tore Rylie apart. Her eyes dilated, not knowing what to do or say."Mother, please, don't leave me." They shared a deep stare, looking into each other's soul before Julia's eyes started closing."Mom, please," Rylie wailed as she couldn't feel any pulse from her mother.She quickly ran to ring the bell in the room, alerting the nurses and doctors that something was wrong. She wanted her mother to live. She was the only ray of light in her life. She didn't want to lose that or else, darkness will consume her.Everything done to revive Julia proved futile."I'm sorry, Rylie. We couldn't save her."She fell to the ground helplessly as she stared at her mother's stiff body. Hot tears endlessly streamed down her cheeks. The ache she felt choked her, making her breathing pattern uneven. She wanted to die with her mother. She didn't want to be alone in that evil world.A few minutes later, her family members filled the room with their fake sympathy and tears. It disgusted her to the throat and she felt like bashing each one of them. She had nothing to lose anymore.Her stepmother walked to where she stood with her handkerchief that had soaked little fake tears on it."I'm sorry, Rylie, for the sudden and painful demise of your mother. But don't worry, you will join her soon. And it will be quick and painless." The woman sniffled before walking out of the room.Rylie wished every one of them would just drop dead. She remembered her mother's words. She was going to live and make sure they all pay for their evil deeds."I will make sure to avenge you, Mother. I promise you this." She resolved, her bright beautiful green eyes turning dark.The little beam of light escaping from the broken ceiling above them flashed on the iron axe. The light from the axe shone brightly at the scared man's face, his life flashing harshly before his face. A scream escaped his lips and his blood splattered on his shirt, his face, and the rest spilled to the ground. He watched his fingers jump in different directions. Hot tears burned his cheeks and he looked maliciously at who had done that to him. "I don't like repeating myself. This is just a rehearsal. Next time, Ambrose, your manhood comes off and I will make sure it dangs above you so that your eyes can feast on it." The ruthless butcher spat with an expressionless face and a wicked small smirk. "Who sent you?" A cold voice surfaced from the shadows, sending chills down Ambrose's spine. It was the voice of the man he had always dreaded. His voice was rough and unforgiving, just like his dark heart. "Please, I promise to leave and never show my face to you. Please, spare me. I have
Rylie stared at the servants carrying her boxes inside a car. Her eye bags were visible and her skin was pale. It had been four days since her mother died but she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. The past three days were horrible. Her step-sisters kept mocking her late mother. But Anita took it too far. She called a late mother a whore. Rylie lost it and slapped her, making sure her five fingers showed on Anita's jaw. Dragged her hair and her body to filth. She made sure the bad-mouthed girl swallowed sand and rubbed mud all over her face. It was the guards that separated the two of them or else, Rylie would have ended her life. Bethany made sure that no food or water was given to her in those four days. She was locked up in the confinement room until the day she was departing. She felt sorry for herself and her late mother. Her father had no idea what was going on as he was still at war. Not that he ever cared about them. To her right, she saw Anita glaring daggers at her. It seemed
Rylie sat on the bed, not knowing what else to do. Why did Killian ask her not to wander about? How else was she going to know her way around? She opted to have her bath before dinner but sudden sleep came over her. She laid her heavy body on the soft, comfy bed and drifted off into abysmal rest. As usual, she dreamt of her mother. She couldn't hold back her tears in the dream as her mother left. Her encounter was cut short by the abrupt knock on her door. She opened her eyes slowly and sat up. Her face was wet when she touched it. She had been crying in the real world too. The knock came again, jolting her out of her thoughts. "Come in," she muttered and quickly dried her face with her cloth.The door was opened and a young girl in a black and white gown appeared before her. "Good evening, mistress. Dinner is served." The girl said with her feeble voice and bowed. "Alright. Thank you." Rylie said before getting out of bed. As soon as the girl left, she took a rushed shower and c
Tears strolled down Rylie's cheeks as she laid down on her bed. She puked whenever she remembered how that man's head flew off his neck. It was too much for her little mind to carry. What had she gotten herself into? She needed to phone the police but she was still too scared to move about. She couldn't stand up from the bed. Fear had gripped her to the bones. She could only cry and pray she survived the night. Once the morning sun hit her face, she opened her eyes slowly and wearily. The night was so long, as though it never wanted to end. She had to do everything to save herself. She quickly ran to the wardrobe and started packing her clothes. His mask kept appearing in her thoughts. He was a monster who didn't need anybody to care for him. She wasn't going to die like the rest. Just as she was about to change into something else, a knock came to the door. She gasped and held her breath for a moment. She wondered if it was the masked man. "Come in," She muttered, shaking in her
"Arise, O great one, and shew thy power!" Amanatha screamed at the top of her voice. The fire in the middle of the room stirred up to the ceiling but it didn't burn it because it was being sponsored by black magic. "Come forth, Philo. Make your presence known. Show them your wrath." She faced the still body that was laid just beside the raging fire. Amanatha sang some incantations while dancing around the body, sprinkling some whitish substance on the unmoving body. The beads on her body echoed in the room. Her screams got louder and the intensity of the fire increased. Slowly, the eyes of the woman who was assumed to be dead opened suddenly. She sat up slowly while looking around. "Finally!! They have shown their true power. The demon king of tyranny stands no chance against them." Amanatha praised. "Welcome back to the land of the living, princess Kathleen. I'm sure your husband, Asher, misses you and can't wait to see you." As she finished her statement, the body dropped back t
Rylie smiled when she saw Asher walking through the door. She couldn't explain the sudden happiness that washed over her. Maybe it was because he showed up when everyone thought he wouldn't. Killian stepped aside when he saw that his master was walking toward his wife. When Asher got to where Rylie stood, he took her hand and after a small nod, he led her to the table. Nobody could open their mouths to say anything anymore and Rylie liked that.'Way to go, Asher.' She beamed inwardly as she drew closer to the table. The palace maids walked in with different plates of food and dishes. The aroma made Rylie salivate. Everything smelt nice. "I'm sorry for being late." Asher apologized to Rylie in a low tone. For a moment, she felt he was being too nice. His actions were too good to be true. "I didn't know you were coming." She whispered back. "Well, I got off work just in time. Did anyone say anything mean?" He inquired as the maids served him. Rylie looked briefly at the older woman
Rylie sat at the table, eating breakfast alone that morning. The words of Elina kept ringing in her head. Was that how she went about displaying her foolishness to the previous mistresses of the house? They must have been pained and also wanted to leave but unfortunately, died. Nobody knew why they died. But Rylie was sure Elina had something to do with it. Her obsession with Master Asher was enough proof. She heard footsteps descending the stairs. Since it was just she and the master that slept in the building, she thought it was just him. As she turned around, she saw him coming down with Elina trailing behind him. When their eyes met, Elina smirked victoriously. The kind of smirk that says, 'I slept with your husband last night and there is nothing you can do about it.' Just behind Elina was Killian who shot her a smile. She smiled back at him and asked him to join her for breakfast, completely ignoring the first two. "I'm sorry Rylie but I can't." He refused gently. She was d
"The king has sent for you." Killian broke the news to Rylie as she ate. She almost choked on her food when she heard the news. He quickly gave her water to drink and rubbed her back gently. "Why? What have I done?" She questioned frantically."I haven't done anything, I swear." Killian chuckled and stood erect after making sure she was alright. "He just wants to meet his daughter-in-law, is that so bad?" Rylie coughed a little and shook her head. "It's not bad at all. When am I supposed to go and see him?" "I will tell you but for now, finish eating. Do you need anything?" "No, I'm fine. Thank you." "That's good. There's something I need to talk to you about." He spoke. Rylie stopped eating and looked at him. "Your tone sounds like it's an emergency. Have a seat while we talk." She offered but he bluntly refused. "You shouldn't speak to strangers, Rylie. Master Asher doesn't like it and you have to stop it."Just as his words dropped, Elina began descending the stairs. "A