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I felt like I was floating on a cloud of pure happiness, knowing that I had finally escaped from that dreadful place. My heart was light, and a wide grin played on my lips as I realized I was free from that devil's clutches.My feet seemed to have a mind of their own, carrying me forward with an unstoppable energy without caring about the way people around me were staring. At the moment, all that matters to me is to reach my parents as soon as possible and take them to a place where it is safe for all of us. The thought of embracing sent shivers of happiness throughout my body. After a few minutes, my legs started to slow down, and my breath came in ragged gasps. The exhaustion started to set in my bones. I cannot run forever. The bus stop isn't near where I am and even if I pushed myself to run continuously, it would take a good half an hour to reach there.The thought of hiring a cab crossed my mind but then I realized that I hadn't brought even a single penny with me. How am I su
Damien?My eyes widened, my breath became shallow and my blood turned cold as I saw him. I could feel beads of precipitation forming on my forehead, as my heart shivered in my chest out of fear.How did he get here?He was not going to return home tonight and I escaped the guards. How did he come to know about my escape?How had he known that I would be on this bus only?God!So many questions ran through my head and I couldn't answer any of them. I just wanted to disappear before he could see me.My eyes moved around, looking for any escape and the only thing I could see was the tightly shut window. My ears turned bright red with anticipation and it seemed like my heart would come out of my chest. My heart raced even faster if possible and my breath caught in my throat as his men parted to make way for him, allowing Damien to step forward in his full form, demanding authority and submission.His aura was so dark and dominating that I could see a small baby hiding his face in his fath
Humiliation...This is what I felt when the woman took out the ring from my pocket, which I never stole.I am sure my jean's pockets were empty. My eyes focused on the ring and I found that it was the same one that he always wore on his middle finger.The eyes, which were earlier filled with sympathy, were now looking at me with hatred.I was stunned to find that the person who has made my life a living hell has now made me a thief as well."See, I told you," Damien said with confidence, shrugging and tucking his hand in the pocket.I shuddered but still, I was not ready to give up. I wanted to be free at any cost and this was my last chance."No! This is not true. I haven't done anything." I could feel tears forming in my eyes as my voice was filled with desperation.I didn't take it from him. How will I prove my innocence to them?I was expecting any of them to come up in my support and finally, the driver asked but his words broke me even more."Shall we help you take this girl to t
His words shattered my false notion and proved that I actually don't have anywhere to go.I was trapped.Completely trapped!He was sitting in the car like a king of an empire, his own cruel empire. His legs spread wide, and his elbows rested on his knees. He was sitting on more than half of the seat while I was scrunched to one side.My gaze stayed outside, watching the world pass by. I could see people going around there normally Though the tears were pricking my eyes, I fought not to let them slip out of my eyes. I curled my fist so tightly that my nails dug into my skin. My tears give him pleasure and boost his ego.I know, now I am completely helpless in his hands and he could do anything he wants with me but still, I will not give him the satisfaction of seeing me broken.I didn't say anything to him for the rest of the journey because I was sure that arguing had no point now.He wants to break my spirit but I will never let that happen.Abruptly, the car came to a halt in front
Trigger Warning: The scene ahead might be disturbing to you. Skip if you feel uncomfortable at any point in the chapter ~~~~~"Shoot" he taunted me as his steps didn't stop even for once and my hold on the gun tightened more. "Don't hesitate, shoot me," he challenged me once again, taking another step towards me. I stared at him, his piercing gaze locking onto mine, a twisted grin playing on his lips as if I was acting the way he wanted and he was proud of that. My heart was thumping loudly in my chest as my grip on the gun tightened. My trembling finger reached out for the trigger and I was still contemplating the thought of killing or not killing him when he took a big step, which reduced a lot of the gap between us. Panic surged within me, and in a rush of adrenaline, my finger pulled the trigger.He shouted, his scream was so loud that I couldn't hear the sound of the gunshot. His body collapsed backward. I closed my eyes tightly, my heart thumping in my chest very loudly, my h
"NO!" An ear-piercing and heart-wrecking scream left my throat as the knife descended with terrifying force. My soul left my body, my eyes squeezed shut, my heart stopped working for a second and I forgot to breathe. My hold on the chair tightened to the point that it started burning my palms. The world seemed to freeze and a heavy, dead silence followed my scream. The tears that I had been holding for so long dribbled down my cheek as I squeezed my eyes tightly. My throat became dry and parched from the loud scream. I have never felt this kind of terror in my whole life. It seems like I could die any minute. The energy has already drained from my body. Suddenly I heard the sound of a knife hitting the floor and I was sure that he had done as he threatened me. I was expecting to feel excruciating pain in my feet but I felt nothing. My breaths were still shaky, as I knew that the pain would take time to settle. With fear still crippling in my veins I pressed my toes on the floor a
My sleep was disturbed with the creaking sound of the door swinging open reached my ear. I struggled to open my eyes because the light that came from the door penetrated through my closed eyelids.The cold floor on which I was lying was rock hard and every inch of my body was hurting badly. I groaned softly, my senses slowly awakening to the harsh reality around me. I am not sure whether hours or days had passed by while I remained unconscious on this floor.The last thing that I remember happening to me was Damien attempting to almost kill me in the name of punishment. I lost consciousness and since then I have been locked in the same room.At the moment I cannot feel anything else than pain and hunger. Both were equally consuming, gnawing at my insides like a relentless beast.With effort, I managed to blink open my eyes, a low groan escaping my parched lips as I forced my heavy eyelids open and struggled with the strong sunlight but soon the door closed allowing my eyes to adjust to
"Let me see where my son is so busy." The voice was so thick and authoritative that I felt a shiver run down my spine. Damien stood up, which allowed me to look at the man who had entered. He was tall with broad shoulders and had many cuts on his face, indicating that he had been a part of many fights. His eyes, a mirror of Damien's deep green gaze, seemed to hold secrets and shadows that only a man of his ilk could know. It was unmistakable; those orbs were a legacy passed from father to son.But it wasn't just the eyes that drew my focus; it was the very air around him that seemed to bend under the weight of his presence, It was dark and dominating, just like Damien's. He was taking every step as if he owned this place. His eyes were fixed on me all the time and I didn't come to know when I scrunched more into the wall. I know I haven't done anything wrong but there was something in him which was asking me to stay away and not to mess with him if I love my life. There was pin-dr