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I entered the building and it looked so old fashioned and quite dusty. It seemed like it'd been a long time since anyone entered. The inside was just like a wide one room apartment and all I saw were enlarged photos that were faced to the wall, all of them.

My eyes caught something towards the ceiling and when I looked well, I was terrified.

It was a scary painting of a dragon's face stained with blood, with its mouth spewing fire.

An inscription was below the drawing and it read;

"CAN YOU SEE ME ? , COZ I DO"

That scared the hell out of me, but funny enough, I couldn't leave. I saw a door in the room and out of curiosity again, I opened it and it led me into another darker room.

What I thought was a one room apartment happened to have more than a room in it and it seemed each door would lead to a darker room.

This room I was now in had enlarged images too faced to the wall, but one wasn't faced to the wall. I could see the image because it had a colorful painting, even though the room was dark. I lifted the glass enlargement to look at the painting well and what I saw was the nude image of a lady, her hands covering her p***y and her arms hiding her tits.

The lady looked so beautiful and had a beautiful figure. I, myself , was astonished by her beauty. Something was written at the end of the painting..".Disha ".

I'd heard that name before and while I was still thinking of who and where I heard the name from, the door opened with speed and Ray entered.

Shock filled my body and suddenly, the painting dropped from my hands and the glass shattered into pieces. The painting disappeared, leaving pieces of glasses on the floor.

I felt trapped, a feeling of regret flushed through me. That painting was engraved on glass and it would really cost a lot .

Before I could think of apologizing, Ray slapped me thrice across my face within a second.

"How dare you? You saw the warnings and chose to ignore it, right. Just a few days you're here, you are already comfortable with destroying one of my precious artwork" . I could feel the seething rage on his face, even when my sight had gone blurry from the slap.

"I'm....i'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do this...please, I'm sorry " I managed to apologize, tears streaming down my cheeks like a fountain.

My face already hurt and I felt pain on my lips and eyes.

"You're sorry? " he asked and laughed out loud....a wicked laugh I suppose.

He walked menacingly towards me and grabbed my throat.

"You're going to be sorry for yourself after all I'm going to do to you, bitch. You are so going to pay for this damage and I'll make sure you go through hell " he howled.

His hands on my throat were suffocating me and the last thing I remembered was my head being pushed back to the wall , and I passed out.

Waking up, I realized my hands were tied to both sides of the bed including my legs, so I couldn't move.

But the worst part was when I could feel the texture of the smooth sheets on my bare skin...I was obviously stark naked !

"Even if I draw every mound of flesh on your body, it still wouldn't look as beautiful as that image you broke. You're damn ugly! But probably, this completely nude image would fetch more dollars for me, seeing how clean down there is "

Ray muttered , his back facing me while he was busy painting on a large board. I still couldn't get his words straight until I tried to raise my head a bit.

My eyes caught a glimpse of the painting and....it was me. He was sketching and painting the image of me lying there in my nudity!

"Ray! Ray please, you don't have to do this. Please, I'm sorry, please ! " I was already screaming in tears, wiggling my hands and feet from the grip of the chains . Why would someone paint a nude image of me without my permission? This man was so brutal and what scared me the most was the fact that he might sell the image or maybe it might go out in the media and I don't want that.

"Ray please! I don't want this, please I'm sorry!"

He was just so focused, using different kinds of brush, painting even the pores on my part.

For a second, I admired the painting and acknowledged my beauty. But then, I just couldn't let this continue. And at the same time, there was nothing much I could do to help myself.

I started screaming and yelling for help. But , the next words shut me up.

"While screaming for help, pookie, remember you're the naked one and not me. Possibly, one of my dad's men would be the lucky one to come rescue you. I'm sure he'll like what he'd see !" he gave a one sided smile and turned back to his painting.

I didn't even think about that. I had to resign to fate and soon, he was done.

He held the board above his shoulders and faced me.

"Look at it! I did a good job on this painting, yunno. Just the way you're lying stark nude on my bed, is the same with how I painted you . Look here!" I was ashamed to look at myself .

The other image I mistakenly broke was a bit better because her hands were on her p***y and her arms on her nipples, but mine were so bare and the way my hands and legs were spread wide was giving another impression.

I was already exhausted and I had no strength to argue with him. I had cried my eyes out and my throat was parched.

"You know, if only you were beautiful like Disha. But guess what, even your nude can't beat hers. "

He hung the image on the wall and glared at me with lust in his eyes.

I prayed in my heart that it wasn't what I was thinking. He walked gradually towards me with his hands in his pockets while he's shirtless.

"I'm...I'm hungry, Ray and.....my...my hands hurt, my ankles too " I stuttered, dreading his moves.

He smirked and said;

"Food is gonna wait, darling and as for your hands and legs, you'll endure the pain for an extra hour. For now, I've got a bulge down here and I need to do some thrusting exercise " he winked at the last words.

"Ray please, I'm weak. I'm in pain and I don't want to ever get intimate with you. "

"Oh, but you've done it before right? You were the one who reminded me of it, remember? And if you're in pain, who gives a hoot about that?" he laughed out loud and started unzipping his trousers, his eyes fixed on me.

"Ray...please. You've done enough, please...I'm begging you. If another man were to treat your sister like this, I'm sure you aren't gonna like it " and that was it.

The last sentence triggered him so much that he landed a punch on my face.

"How dare you compare yourself to my supposed sister ?" he growled.

Supposed?