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All Chapters of Ayah For The Ruthless: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10
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Chapter One
On my 12th birthday, my skin burned and my head was hit on the chair. Blood dripped down my body as my vision was blurry. Another hit on my stomach made me throw up all that I had eaten after two days. The hot coal from the fireplace was tapped to both of my hands as my body was thrown on the ground. I only heard the sound of laughter from my classmates. I could not see anything They broke my glasses. “Ayah, baby, you need some water to cool down your arms, don’t you?” Another round of laughter resonated in the gym as hot, burning water was thrown at me. I screamed with the only energy I had left in me. Someone grabbed my chin and made me look up. “Be grateful for the water, friend.” She said and smirked. “Monster,” I whispered. For the next 30 minutes, they all thrashed and beat me for saying that one word. I lay there, almost lifeless on the ground of the gym after their entertainment with me had finally ended. There was a rule. I wasn’t allowed to faint no matter wh
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The smell of Lavender filled the air as the warm sun tickled my face. I covered my head with the duvet not wanting to get up. I had to start the day. Mrs. Rose will be sure to give me an earful if I am late today as well. Groaning, with a frown on my face I got up from the comforts of my bed and headed for the shower. I picked a beautiful floral dress and a piano scarf to go with it. I wanted to spend more time under that warm shower. The room was freezing because somebody opened the window. The chilly air came in. I shivered while holding my sides and cursed at the one who opened the windows. I got out and headed downstairs where I saw my best friend, Mia Hensler sipping her morning coffee. I put my hand on my waist and raised my fingers at her accusatory. “You left the window open in my room.” She smiled without looking at me. Her red hair flowed as she turned her face. “Yes ma’am, I did. Otherwise, how can the majesty of sloths wake from her slumber?’ I scoffed at her words.
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The wind blew from inside my bones. The air was too chilly and I was standing outside this luxurious club at 2 am. The fog came out of my mouth as I breathed out. The phone call from Mia creeped me out. I just knew that she was in danger. I showed the guards my ID as I stepped in. From the silence of the night, I was welcomed to the chaos of music and the smell of sweat and music in the air. I cringed at my surroundings. I hated to be in places like these, god knows why I was dragged here today. Rather than looking around, I decided to search for Mia first. I looked here and there and found no one. Thankfully, no one paid me any attention so I searched for her in the whole club and still didn’t find her. “Gosh, where is she?” I whispered. A bartender looked at me concerned. “You lookin’ for someone?” He asked. I nodded. He smirked. ”Ain’t no way you will find the one you are trying to find.” He said and continued wiping the glass in hand. I frowned at him. “Why not?” I
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“He is Elio Ford. Do you see him? They wanted him to be a soldier, an assassin of the underground.” A man from behind spoke not knowing he can hear him. “Soldier?” The other man scoffed. “Nobody can bend his knees. He is born to be a leader.” “As always, billionaires are exceptional, But he is out of this world, isn’t he? People make stories of him now.” He stood up as the twenty men who were surrounding him flinched. Without sparing a glance to anyone he walked away from the lobby of his hotel. Getting inside the car, Elio instructed the driver to follow the route to the hospital where Inei was admitted at. He closed his eyes. Last night, he couldn’t get a wink of sleep. His eyes stared at the sky and he was forming shapes of the girl he saw at the party. His mind whirled and he did not want to forget her. He felt a rush of feelings course through him. Then and there he wanted to strip her clothes and see if she was the girl he knew from the past. Those dark orbs, dark hai
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Five days agoWho is he? At the flower shop, in the bookstore, the coffee shop, and even in my house I was receiving books. My favorite books. Someone was delivering them which were painted in red blood. I didn't know if it was real or not but the smell was strong.At first, I labeled it as a prank but days passed by and I kept receiving them now and then. Mrs. Rose smelled the book and said they might be coming from a spirit. I doubted that though. I didn't show any of them to Mia. She was worried about herself. I kept them under my bed. I was scared of the stack that was growing day by day. I felt like if I asked for help things just might go against me. The smell of blood became vivid and the stack grew. My gut feeling kept replaying those eyes I saw on the balcony. I kept thinking that he might be the one to do all this. Why? I have lived a quiet life and never messed with anyone. Why would this happen to me or what was the purpose of all this?"Why?" I whispered as the wind blew
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A bright light pierced my eyes as I squinted trying to take in my surroundings. I groaned and sat up while holding my head. My head was going to explode. I patted my side trying to reach for my glasses. The bed was so soft. Is it my bed? I looked around. Where in the world am I? The room wasn't mine. The dark interior of the walls and the massiveness were just too overwhelming. The chandelier on top of my head was protected by a glass on the ceiling which emitted a warm light on me. I let out a breath as the memory seeped into my mind. I needed to get out of here. I don't even know who he is. I removed the duvet and walked towards the door. It was locked. Fear started to erupt in my chest. I remember those moments when he kissed me. The drink in his mouth had something that came inside me. Lord, help me. What did I get myself into? A tear slipped from my eye. Should I bang on the door? No. It will most likely alert them. I have to make do through the window. I walked towards the
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"Why would she run from her love?" The customer behind me complained about the TV show. I was making her latte with my back facing her.My hands were working fast. I needed to get home quickly. I did not feel like working today. As I handed her the drink, I immediately took off my apron and headed toward the staff room. I took a deep breath and fixed everything. The last customer left as the shop closed and I was on my way back. The night was so dark, darker than usual. No stars followed me and even the moon hid behind dark clouds. The only sound that I heard was the sound of my footsteps in the alleyway. My feet were still sore and the blisters from my shoe had reddened which made it difficult for me to walk. Nevertheless, I walked and walked. My legs were begging me to stop. If I stopped now I would never be able to run again. Because there was someone behind me and I knew who it was. Ever since I ran away from that mansion, from that bizarre man who kidnapped me and tried to mak
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I signed the papers of the agreement. I did it while holding my breath and clutching my heart in my hand. I had felt helpless after so long. The freedom I felt after coming from the US was snatched from me by this man.He forced me. Blackmailed me. Showed pictures of my family to make me sign the contract. I didn't even know what to do or who to ask for help but I protested and defended as much as I could. He made me sign it and left me in the shop, alone, afraid, and helpless. I never felt this vulnerable in my entire life.He gave me two days to be ready and I didn't even know for what. Maybe he will make me move into his hellhole. What will I say to Mia? How will I contact my mother? What will I do with him? I didn't even know what he wanted from me. I wanted to run away from this. I feel trapped after so long. All this time, I had been jailed since my childhood. And now, this man came and forced me into a contract. I ruffled my hair and groaned. It was night time and Mia will b
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His patience lay thin as he tapped his shoes on the marble floor of the luxurious office cubicle in which his secretary was narrating his schedule for tomorrow. Elio's head rested on his chair as he looked up at the ceiling. His attention was not on his secretary nor did he bother to listen to him. He merely stared up at the ceiling portraying her figure, her face, kindness, and fierceness. Her entirety was making him feel detrimental. As if he wanted to harm that creature in his clutches right now. The innocence she had and the way she put her fighting skills to use was making him lose his mind and he could not grasp the reality of how someone like her could exist. Such an angel, so pure yet so dangerous. "Why would she wear a scarf?" Elio asked, his eyes fixated on the ceiling. His secretary looked at him. "Because she is a Muslim, sir. Grey gave you this information before. She is quiet on the religious side." He said. Elio looked somewhat irritated getting the same piece of i
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Chapter TenThe metal door of the dungeon made no sound as he came through. His shoe sound tapped on the rusty floor on top of which a petite figure lay almost unconscious. Her figure was curled up into a ball. Tears previously streamed down her face leaving marks on her cheeks. Elio knelt. His grey eyes looked deeply at the girl in front of him. The same girl who made him lose his mind a few days ago was right in front of him. In his grip.He won't lose her anymore nor will he let her go. He will keep her with him. In his hellhole. His thoughts gave him ecstasy. He brushed the hair strands away from her face. He married her by paper. She was his wife now. Someone who was not supposed to be revealed to the world.He did not know why he felt the need to hide her. He wanted to cage her and remove anyone in his path who dared to look at her. He smiled.Scooping her in his arms, he took her out of the dungeon. He had to keep her here. For him, she must learn how to behave. He took her t
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