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Bare, Bloodied and Heartbroken

/Penelope’s POV/

“Knock knock.” The bang on the door to the room interrupted me making me whimper at the possible return of the devil.

I froze, I couldn't move because how was I supposed to dress to go and open the door for him, I didn't want to go there with just a towel wrapped around me, I didn't want the devil to think I was seducing him, but as the banging of the door got louder and impatient, I had no other option than to go through with it.

I opened the door with my trembling hands while I looked down, afraid to meet his gaze and be yelled at, but the flowery voice I heard forcefully made me look up because I knew the devil doesn't talk like that.

“Hi, sweetheart. I noticed you wouldn't have any clothes to sleep in for now, so I brought you something you can manage.” The owner of the flowery voice stretched her hands out, and I couldn't help but fix my gaze on her, wondering if she was suffering the same fate as I was.

Her light blue eyes looked so calm, for a moment, I thought I was looking into an ocean in the Caribbean, I looked lower to her pink lips which looked a little chapped because of the lack of gloss, and her wavy black hair cascaded down her shoulders. Of all her appearance, her skin stood out the most because I was a minute away from asking if she was a vampire because pale she looked, and her hair deeply contrasted her complexion.

“You are beautiful.” She commented while scrutinizing me from head to toe, when she finally met my eye she gave me a warm motherly smile, making the hole in my chest tighten as I remembered my mother in the hospital, I wondered how she was fairing now.

“Thank you, ma'am, you are very stunning too,” I mumbled weakly while snatching the clothes she held out and bade her goodbye, I know the Devil wouldn't like me interacting with his employees.

I went to the bathroom and I found some body wash and all that I could use, they smelled feminine and the bottle has not been opened, but I'm convinced that the devil did not buy those, especially for me, this might be one of his whores rooms.

After I was done, I cleaned my body and I wore the clothes given to me, it swallowed me in whole making me wonder who owned the clothes, my gut was telling me they belonged to the devil but I didn't think he'd be too generous to offer me his clothes.

“It's either this, or he loses his fifty million dollars to what he could have avoided, you'd freeze to death in this weather. ” My subconscious chirped making me sigh and just sit quietly on the bed while I allowed the darkness to take me away from this nightmare temporarily.

“Isn't it too late to be in bed?” I heard a deep familiar voice, the one that belonged to the devil making me jump up frantically looking around and clutching the blanket around me, the action did not go unnoticed by him but he kept quiet and did not say anything.

“Good morning sir,” I stammered while putting my head down, hoping he wasn't going to comment about what just happened or worse punish me.

“A tailor would come in shortly and take your measurement, if we are going to do this, you'd need your clothes because I do not appreciate you wearing my clothes.” He informed me gruffly making a pool of tears accumulate in my eyes but I made no effort to clean it, the only thing I did was to bob my head.

“They are going to bring him some clothes later, stick to them and make use of it.” He warned.

“Sir, please can I ask you a favour?” I mumbled weakly while trying not to look at this giant who looked like all he would love to do was squeeze me to death.

“Not that I would do it, but let me hear it.” He sat on the chair in front of the dresser while his stormy grey eyes burned holes into my skull, and I would lie if I said his intimidation was not working because it was.

“Can I talk to my parents? I want to know how my mom is doing.” I begged while kneeling on the cold tiles, hoping he would have compassion on me.

“No.” He drawled out flatly making my shoulder slump, I had to resist the urge to cuss him out, truly he had no heart and if at all he did, it was blackened and rotten.

“Okay Sir,” I said weakly while blinking away the rapid fat rolls of tears that made their way down my cheeks.

“Pathetic.” He mumbled and walked out of the room, hearing the click of the door, I exhaled and let out all the tears I was holding at the miserable life I was thrust into.

The tailor came in shortly after the devil left and took my measurements, they all acted like they were forbidden to make conversation with me, after they finished they left without locking the door so I decided to take my chance and try my luck to see if I could find something to eat, after all I was not prohibited from going to the Kitchen.

“Hi dear, My name is Marie.” The old woman from yesterday waved enthusiastically at me making me smile shyly and duck between one of the curtains.

“Well, I figured out you would be hungry, so I made a lot of food not knowing your favourite, so come sit and feed yourself.” She waved her hands at me.

“Good morning, Thank you.” I cut the conversation short not knowing if I should trust if she wanted to gain my trust and trash it.

I guessed she sensed my discomfort because she minded her business and acted as if I wasn't there which made me very happy if I was, to be honest, I finished the pancakes and took the dish to the washer but she shooed me away to my room telling me to go and rest up.

“Ahhh,” I screamed when I got to my room and saw people moving in and out with clothes in their hands stocking up the closet, I placed my hands over my racing chest after concluding that I just overreacted, nothing more.

I looked at the variety of clothes stacked in the wardrobe and wondered how much they cost because they were fabrics and designs I'd never seen in my entire life.

I had my bath and quickly put on some nightwear knowing I wouldn't go anywhere apart from being in my room, Maria promised to bring up my food so I slept till I heard soft knocks on the bed.

“Here is your lunch, I brought a book along with me also for you, I figured out that you would be bored to death.” She smiled warmly while handing me a dark romance book making me smile.

“Thank you so much.” I appreciated and munched on the food while reading the book after she left.

I kept on reading and smiling at how the Male Lead was so obsessed over the female lead, I couldn't help but wish there would be someone who would be obsessed over me that much but I shrugged it off knowing I would die in the Devil's Den, or be his slave forever.

I didn't realize that it was dark already till Maria brought up food for me again and asked if I liked the book, she told me there was a library downstairs and that she would be bringing a lot of books for me.

I sighed and closed the book after getting tired of reading, I lay on the bed thinking of how I was going to escape from this place, I know it sounds like a very stupid plan but I won't go down without trying my best.

My eyelids were dropping and I welcomed the darkness but I jolted up immediately after hearing the creaking sound of the door, I looked at the doorway and there stood my doom with hooded eyes smiling sinisterly.

I clutched the blankets to my chest while he crept closer to me, looking at me like I was a piece of snack. I heard the stench smell of alcohol buzzing from him making me stand up and try to run from me, but he caught me with just a long stride, I started sobbing immediately, hoping he would have mercy on me.

“Shut the fuck up and lie on the bed.” He growled while tearing my clothes off.

I did according as he said and laid on the bed knowing all my dreams about giving my virginity to the one I love in the middle of one thousand roses and candles will be flushed down the drain.

He fumbled with the belt and quickly climbed the bed after me playing with my unforbidden area, after noticing that I was wet to accommodate his size, he immediately shoved his cock inside of me making me scream and my eyes rolled to the back from the pain I felt.

“Fuck, is this blood?” He asked while looking down and immediately he confirmed, he stood up and made his way out of the room, leaving me bare, bloodied and heartbroken.

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Vanita Taylor-fulton
This story would be better with an editor. It's a good base, but it has a lot of grammar errors that make it harder to read smoothly.
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