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It was a blissful morning. Sun was already out, and she could hear some light honks of early morning vehicles, but it seemed like she was too tired to open her eyes and leave the comfy soft bed for once. Trying to continue her precious world of fantasy, she snuggled more on a warm thing beside her, wanting to be heated for fighting against the chilly cold outside the soft unbelievably comfortable blanket. She groaned as her mind was finally waking up, but she didn, 't want to get out of the bed so soon.
“So comfortable.” She mumbled huskily wrapping her arms around her supposed to be pillow. But it felt different from usual, it was hard, tough but still so comfortable, completely opposite of her annoying minion plushy companion. She was confused. Why was her cute little soft minion feeling like a giant Godzilla? Oh my God, did her yellow bed mate caught a yellow jaundice fever or what? Panicked by the thought of her dream coming true, she abruptly opened her, but the time, the air, even the morning buss stopped when she caught the sight in front of her.
Silky hairs, pearly eyes, long eyelashes, sharp jawline and those so kissable lips. She stared at the beauty in front of her and her eyes could get tired any soon. How can someone be this perfect? She thought, admiring the features of that eye-catching beauty. But wait? Who was he? And why was she there? And WHY THE HELL WERE THEY BOTH NAKED? She immediately sat up on the bed, trying hard to recall last night.
(Flashback)
She was drinking with her best friend, complaining about her miserable life as her cheeks got drenched by her own salty tears. She was drinking continuously for a lot of time, and it seemed her small urinary bladder getting out of its capacity. Washroom! She wanted to go and went for its search Though her vision was blurry out of alcohol as her feet kept swinging from side to side. Someone fair with pink glossy curved lips helped her, she was so grateful. She envied her lips, they were just perfect but wait, washroom comes first. With the help of that 'Lips person', she entered a room. But where was the toilet seat? She was limping, trying hard to balance herself when someone pulled her harshly and smashed over the bed. Hovering over her petite figure, he looked at her with need, with those hungry eyes of him.
''You shouldn't have drugged me.'' He said before aggressively kissing her lips. She tried to fight, but her drunken self let her swim in that ocean of intimacy.
(Flashback End)
''Oh shit!'' She whispered grabbing her hairs in frustration. Did she just lose her virginity?! And also to a stranger? No no no! She gulped her thoughts in, trying to calm her self down. It was really big thing, socially and personally too. Not like she had a boyfriend to question her but what when she will have one? A girl with hymen is always considered as a pure and now socially, she was not in that category. What if people find out, and what if her father finds out? Still, her heart clenched with fright, she decided to leave the place first. Carefully getting out of the sheets, trying her best not to wake up that stranger, she put her feet on cold floor followed by her trembling hands picking up her cloths scattered on the floor. Quickly wearing her clothes and taking her belongings, she stepped out of the room which was a way too luxurious for her simple and middle class life.
Taking a deep breath, she put her step inside the house, kind of afraid of how her father will react. Will he be still asleep? Probably but it wasn't full of guarantee. The familiar scent of beer touched her nose plates as she walked the dimmed lighted living room due to closed curtains. Of course the house was messy, she wasn't there the last night to tidy up the things, right? Putting her purse on the couch, she started picking the clothes and leftover food on couch, when she felt a hard thing hitting back of her head.
'Ow!' While groaning and rubbing back of her head, she turned to witness her father, fuming with flames of anger.
''WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT, BITCH?” He asked as his wide steps approached her in just a blink of an eye. Grabbing handful of her hairs in his tight grip, he questioned her like a soldier do to his enemy. She knew if she told him what happened, she would be bitten to death. So she decided to keep her mouth shut and let him do what he can.
''WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU LAST NIGHT? AND WHAT ABOUT MY DINNER, HUH?'' He grabbed her cheeks harshly. She scoffed mentally. He was not worried about her but his dinner. Drinking, eating, sleeping and abusing his only daughter was what he was doing for last 10 years. A 12-year-old young girl was now a fully grown independent 22 year old lady but the thing remained the same was her father. Beside pickling of his hairs to gray, his eyes showed the same emotions for past 10 years which she tried hard to read but couldn't. She can't even believe it was her same 'dad' who couldn't bear even a tear in her eyes. How many times she wished they can be like before but what she should do? She didn't even know why was she being treated this way. She didn't know where the hole in the tank was to repair and make it better.
He pushed her to the ground, taking out his belt as her eyes widened. She was being beaten up by belt only once in her whole abusive life and sure, it was no joke. What to do? What to do? She mumbled as she got all sweaty with her numb brain.
'Splash!' She gasped when she saw the leather belt being waved in air and now, it was her turn. What was she going to do?
The atmosphere was heated, so hot that it felt like an atom bomb had just dropped there. Thomas also known as V was boiling like a hot lava towards Tom with his eyes fuming eyes. It looked like he would beat shit out of Tom anytime. On the other hand, remaining 5 people were just sitting at their places with their mouth shut, not wanting to add up oil to the fire accidentally. And of course the topic of their argument was that new girl in their mansion, Emma, which kind of made other members angry. They were involved in a furious argument just because of some mere girl, who was now bringing troubles in their already troublesome lives.''I am not taking her side V, I am just saying that you might have mistaken her with some other girl. I am just.... Are you sure it was her you slept with?'' Tom asked in frustration. He just wanted to have a 'talk' but the man in front of him was turning it into a fight.''THE HELL! NOW YOU ARE SAYING THAT I AM WRONG? YOU BETTER KNOW WHAT
Emma battled to move her limbs only to realize a dreadful fact. She was tied, she was tied on a big king-sized bed making her unable to even move.''IS ANYONE HERE? PLEASE HELP!'' She yelled at top of her lungs still struggling to set free. It was hurting her, the rope was burning against her skin marking purple designs on her fair skin. But she didn't care. She had to break free first.'HELPPP! I AM TRAPPED HERE! PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP!' She kept shouting not minding if her vocal cords go dry with so much of heat. She was really freaked out. She was sweating, her heartbeats were 10 times faster than usual as the hormone of fright ran through her blood. The more frustrating thing was she couldn't see anything, just a black surrounding space which were stretching her orbit muscles uselessly.'What to do? What to do?' She mumbled while shuttering, trying to find a way to escape. Just how the hell was she supposed to get out from these damn ropes? She had to think for s
Emma stood in front of the door of Tom's room as her heart pounded in her chest, her hands sweating all over. It's been a week she is here, imprisoned in this luxurious yet horrible mansion where she is nothing but a mere pitiful soul without freedom. She even thought of escaping earlier, tried to be free, but she was being threatened again, this time so dangerously that her whole body shivered. Thomas said he still has photos of that night and if she even tried to escape, he will make them online without a single thought. It would be a pure hell if that happens, her pride will be no more, she won't have a face to be public.It was a lot a better if she just stayed here, at least she won't be called a prostitute, right? Someone said you should not care about what other people say but how can we not feel devastated when our image is being compared to some prostitute. They will throw mud on her mother too, for raising and giving birth to such a child, and she obviously didn't wan
Emma kept pleading but Thomas Wood, with underground name 'V' just ignored her and went to occupy one of the blank seat on couch. Not seeing him reacting, others also let out a sigh, and sat at their places again. Actually They were nervous since the morning, Thomas was very angry when he found out he was being drugged and slept with a girl. He was angry like a hungry lion, so angry that he broke that whole hotel room into a mess. They were afraid if he would kill that girl in the first glance with his anger boiling like a lava, but they couldn't calm him down when the matter was so sensitive to him. He was angry not because he fell into a scheme, but he got to break the promise he kept for so many years, a promise which was bonded most strongly to his heart... He couldn't bear that he failed to keep his purity for his love, he failed to keep his body only for her... If it was not for that damn girl, this wouldn't have happened and now, he had decided to torture her every way, to ma
''Here is she!'' Justin threw Emma in the center of hall. Her small body felt so easy to treat like a toy to him, and he didn't hesitate to show his dominance. Her body crashed on the cold shiny floor which was not less than a mirror. She could see her pitiful look in that.Justin sat on one of the couch, the room was already filled with vicious aura where 5 more deadly people were sitting, she was center of their attention. She was trapped in a cage with poisonous snakes all around her, their fang ready to dig in her skin. She tried to sneakily look at them, curious of who actually the people that were putting her in this horrible condition.The one who came to her house along with Justin was also sitting there and the other guy who just came to call them was there too. Two more unfamiliar faces she encountered but wait, Isn't that guy from office. Their new boss 'Tom Tucker', right? How come he is here Wait wait wait, does that mean he was part of
She woke up in an unfamiliar room, her head throbbing lightly but still, she forced herself to get up.Squinting and flapping her eyelids few times, she finally managed to focus her gaze.White curtains, white cushions, white sheets. The room was embedded in white luxuries. But the more the white the room was, the more dark and dangerous aura it held. Why was she here? She pressed her brain cells to work on it and as soon as her mind recollected what happened previously, her eyes poured a stream of warm tears with her body involuntarily trembling with fear.Who were they? Why did they come to her house? Did they really buy her? What will they do to her? Torture her, beat her, kill her or worse, break her? How can her dad sell her like this? It's okay, you beat her, slap her but selling your own daughter? Does he even love her? Does he even consider her as his daughter?Her lips were trembling with vibrations and her heart was being engulf