Chapter 1

Lily’s Point of view

Darkness. this all in my life. Everything is surrounded by darkness. It starts in darkness and ends in darkness. All I could see and feel is darkness. Well, I am trapped in darkness.

This world was cruel that showed no mercy to me. I feel like losing my self and I hate it most. I am just an empty shell nothing more.

My fate played with me. My life took some turned so fast that I wasn't even able to understand what happened.

This world is dark and dangerous that showed no mercy to anyone.

These monster who lives in this world are heartless. This is nothing less than hell.

These heartless men are not humans they are monsters. The monster that has no humanity.

This monster made this world hell.

The silence is all I listened to in my life. This silence is all around me. Not a single voice just silence.

A type of silence that will kill you slowly. A kind of silence that seems loudest than anything.

A lethal kind of silence.

This silence seems peaceful but it kills you inside. This silence is a monster that slowly eats your mind and soul and the only thing it left is an empty shell that we called body.

This silence force you to think again and again. It forces you to drown in the ocean of your thoughts. Slowly this silence will start scaring you.

This darkness and silence make a deadly combination. Where silence eats your soul, The darkness will cloud your thoughts.

This darkness will take you away from light. You will try to escape but When you will try you will find yourself lost deep in this darkness.

And this happened to me. My life has only silence and darkness.

This silence has eaten my soul and I am lost in this darkness. I am hopeless now. I am just an empty shell now.

My train of thoughts was interrupted by a click of heels.

The sound of heels echoed through the hallway near my room.

Then the sound of door unlocking was heard. The door opened and one of the maids entered my room and placed a tray of food on the table.

She picked yesterday's empty tray of food and left but locked the door again. I keep my back turned toward her.

When I see the door is locked again. I turned toward the table and see a tray of food with water.

I quickly grabbed the tray. And start eating. It was rice with some curry. I finished it fast. Drank water. moved away from the table and sit down in the corner again.

This is all I do eat, sleep, and bath.

I got some clean clothes every week when they take my dirty clothes and gave me clean.

I am not some princess or anything. I am a captive. I am locked in my room for so many years. I was 7 when I came here and it's been a long time since I came here and I haven't gone out from here.

I was a child when I was here and now I am so much grown. I am tall enough now. I don't know what the world looks like now.

There is not even a window here. It is a simple room with a small bathroom and a mattress. I haven't seen anyone since I came here, I haven't spoken to anyone.

I used to cry at first when I was new here but after I realize no one will listen to me here no one will save me. I don't even Have any tears left now.

I just sit in corner of the room. I got food once a day. I eat quietly and again let myself be lost in thoughts.

I live in silence why I don't talk because I am not mute I just haven't talked with anyone since I got here. Because when I was new here they will beat me if I talk. I haven't talked to anyone.

I am living like zombie. I feel like a living corpse. I feel so empty , useless , trapped, sad and drowning. Even the air is suffocating I am drowning and there is no one to save me.

I just want someone to come to break this silence and make this darkness disappear. I want someone to rescue me from this hell.......

'𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂

𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆'

Creak

Creak

The door opened of the room and someone walked in. Loud footsteps kept coming near me but I didn't turn. A rough hand grabbed my arm and made me turn roughly.

There stood the monster in black.

He didn't let my arm go and I didn't try to pull my arm cause I knew What was going to happen.

He grabbed an injection from his pocket and filled it with a liquid. Then he injected it in my arm and backed away from me a little to see its effect.

By now I am sure you're trying to guess why I am locked here Here's the reason Every week they inject me with some kind of drugs to see its effects. I am just a lab rat for them to do experiments.

The big Black Monster don't have to wait too long for the effects to begin to exhibit themself Soon I feel warm sensations in my nose and felt a warm liquid coming from my nose and no wonder it was blood.

I feel my head dizzy and the warm sensation starts spreading in my body. I feel blood coming from my mouth too.

After seeing the result of the new drug he injected me with, he left, locking the door behind him

again. This happens so often every week.

And I even stopped struggling cause I know I can't fight them and I am getting used to this pain and drug effects.

The warm sensation hasn't left my body yet it will take some time. The blood stopped coming from my mouth but my nose is still bleeding.

It takes a long for warmth to change into heat and then soon I started experiencing a burning sensation.

I know It looked normal but the heat is not normal it is painful. Because the sensation is a feeling of unimaginable heat in your body.

My head started hurting It felt like drowning in something unknown. I can no longer concentrate on anything. My world is spinning.

Then I slowly closed my eyes to welcome the only thing I have known for a long...Darkness

But the burning in my body doesn't let me sleep. I can feel the pain in my stomach too. It is feeling like someone is pulling my all nerves together. A bile rise in my throat And I puke on the floor. No surprise again blood.

My body was sweating. The heat and burning were unbearable and the pain in my stomach is also increasing making it difficult to breathe. my chest is feeling heavy like someone has placed heavy bricks on my chest.

Everything is feeling suffocated. Minutes passed but it felt like hours. I am fully soaked in my sweat. I am feeling like death but I know I won't. This torture is not going to end soon.

After what feels like hours The Monster that injected me returned. He came near me and injected me with an empty injection and fill it with my blood.

He had just taken a step away when A loud noise echoed through the hallway that didn't fail to get his attention but my also.

Bang

After a loud noise like a blast, The sound of multiple guns firing was followed by many other screams.

The Monster in front of me pulled his gun from behind and ran away letting the door opened.

The sound of multiple guns, screams, and other noises continued. the loud noises made my headache worse.

My head started pounding as it will also blast and my breaths got fast, heavy, and more painful. Everything around me was a blur and my world is still spinning.

Maybe today I will die and be free of this torture......

'𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕

𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 '

I opened my eyes to be welcomed by screams and bullet shots.

my head pounding like a hammer and I am still dizzy.

These voices are so loud. They are making my headache worse. The world is still spinning and dizzy but It is was nothing new to me except these noises.

Slowly I tried to get up but I feel immense pain in my stomach and head. Taking slow and long breaths I somehow managed to stand up.

I tried to look around to see the source of these voices. It is the first time there are so many noises. I looked around and see the door open. Then the scene of the black monster running out with his gun and leaving the door open come flashing into my mind.

I tried to walk toward the door but a strong wave of dizziness hit me.

I grabbed the nearest wall for support and start walking toward the door.

I know I shouldn't go out we are not allowed to go out of room a.k.a cell. But I can take the risk seeing I don't have anything to lose. And even if they kill me I will be able to get free from this torture permanently.

I stepped out of my room hesitantly. I need to be careful. I looked in the hall and find it empty except for the loud noises of gunshots and other screams and shouting coming from across the hall.

I need to get away soon. I can be free from this hell. I have nowhere to go but still, I can get away from these monsters.

There are two ways in the hall I decided to follow the way opposite of where noises were coming. I started taking quiet steps. I tried to walk fast but I haven't walked properly for a long time. My legs are hurting from moving too much and my stomach pain is also not helping.

My head is still dizzy so I need to walk with help of walls in the hall.

I continue walking. I don't know where I am going but I continue walking.

I walked to the end of the hallway and I see some stairs going to the upper floor. I started climbing the stairs. I was panting. My legs are hurting but I tried to ignore them and continue walking.

At the end of the stairs, I can again listen to little noises. I continued walking thinking that I got a bit of luck. I can see a big door maybe it is an exit I started running toward it in the hope to get away from these monsters.

When I got near the door It wasn't what I wanted to see. There were many other men there but they are not dressed like those black monsters. Maybe they are here to save us.

But what if they are not, What if they are also like them. I can't go back. I know I am at the back hall that is near the back door right now from its appearance. I can get out if I don't make any noise. All the men are focused on another side. I can get past them.

I slowly walked past the door and hid behind a pillar. My heart is beating as it will jump out of my chest. I continue taking slow steps and hiding behind pillars. I was near the door when one of them see me and shout at me to stop.

I panicked and started running with full power in my body. I can listen to loud footsteps behind me. I haven't walked properly in years and my pain in my stomach and head make it worse. Soon they catch me.

I was grabbed my shoulder and spinner around. A large hand comes in contact with my cheek making me fall and hit my head hard on the nearest piller.

The man who slapped me pulled my hair roughly making me stand but another strong wave of dizziness hit me and the dark spots started dancing in my vision. The hand pulled my hair again making me lost consciousness and darkness consumed me.

I woke up in one of my many guest rooms. I looked around only to see one of my many sluts lying next to me naked.

Thoughts of last night wafted into my memory. How I fucked the whore so mercilessly that she passed out in my arms.

I glanced at her. She had one hand on my chest, still deep in slumber.

I pushed her filthy hand away from me and got up from bed, then quickly headed to bathroom for a shower.

I was done in a few minutes and then I stepped out of the bathroom while wrapping a towel around my waist.

The slut was awake now, sitting on the bed, a smile on her face. She bit her lip seductively. "Hey baby, wanna go one more round?" I watched as she stood up and sashayed towards me slowly.

I just couldn't fathom why these hoes didn't get that I just needed them to satisfy my needs only, nothing else.

She slid her hand down my toned abs but before she could reach the towel I pushed her hand away with so much force that she fell back on the bed.

"Get out before I put two bullets in your head." I growled angrily.

She quickly picked her robe and left the room not wasting a precious second.

Of course she knew very well that I meant every word. I wouldn't hesitate to kill anybody who got in my way.

I took out a black Armani suit from the wardrobe and walked back to my room .

I never take any slut I fuck to my room. It was my very own personal rule. I always bring them to the guest room instead, because they are simply not worth it.

These girls are nothing but toys to me... puppets that I control in anyway I want for my own fucking pleasure. You want to know why?Because I am the devil, or at least that's what they call me.

As the leader of America's most feared mafia, I guess I could call myself everyone's biggest nightmare.

No one even dares to mess with me, not even the police or the fucking government.

I am the devil, king of darkness.

My soul is dark, my mind is dark, I am basically the physical example of darkness.

I am fear, everyone's nightmare. I am death. For all I know, I might even be the real devil cause if he exists, then he'd pobably be afraid of me too.

No one knows what my real identity is, and perhaps, I might have forgotten myself. All I know now is that, I am Devil... I don't have a heart and I kill without remorse.

I don't care who I am killing even if he is an innocent. But there isn't any innocent in my world, in this world of darkness... this world that we also call hell.

I am devil because I live in a world of darkness. I breath the air of blood, crime, death and ruthlessness. I used to live in darkness but now, this darkness lives in me.

Oh I know what people call me... heartless, ruthless, a merciless monster, many more. They call me king of hell, DEVIL, and they are not wrong.

I am the king of this hell . I kill people in a blink of an eye. Killing and torturing is as easy as breathing for me.

I am pure darkness . All my life I have shed blood and killed thousands of peoples. Everybody is afraid of me, even the other powerful mobsters never want to mess with me.

This is my life, killing, darkness, bloodshed, and fucking.

I am king, The king of this hell, I am the DEVIL .

Dexter my third in command called me and said that Marcus the Mexican mafia boss got away before they could reach him and that he had taken the new shipment with him.

My drugs!

My arms!

I just couldn't understand how.

Marcus was... is our worst enemy. He destroyed our warehouse in Italy. he thinks he is better than me. They think he can take me down But he is wrong.

I wanted to pay him back, so this attack was planned so I could take revenge by killing all of his men and stealing all of his arms and drugs, but that motherfucker was fast.

He collected his money, arms, and drugs while his men and mine were fighting, and ran.

He's a bloody coward. That's what he is. No one can run from me. No one!

I will find him and torture him till death. He'll be begging me to take away his life, but his cries would be ignored.

No one messes with me, and it seems that Marcus didn't get it.

He must have forgotten, and for that, he needs to be taught a lesson.

All his men had been killed, but Dexter told me that he found a girl at one of their warehouses who was also trying to run.

According to him, she may belong to Marcus. Hopefully, we can obtain some information from her about Marcus, then I will send her to one of my clubs or give her to one of my men after she serves her purpose.

I don't care what happens to her, I only need information from her and if she doesn't cooperate, then she will just die.

I headed towards the basement where we torture men who try to double-cross us or betray us.

Marcus is a womanizer and he keeps his women with him like he's running some sort of a harem.

If she is one of his women for sure then she'd probably know something about him that would be beneficial to me.

Everyone knows that Marcus always takes his sluts with him everywhere, and as Dexter said, she was trying to run.

She probably knew where Marcus was right now otherwise how would she know where to go?

My heart thudded in anticipation as I imagined the various ways in which I could torture her.

I didn't care about which gender my victims were. I know only one thing, violence and I don't care if she's a woman.

She would be severely tortured if she couldn't tell me Marcus's whereabouts, for I would do anything to make her tell me about Marcus.

If I had to be violent then that was nothing difficult for me cause being violent was my second nature.

Someone was going to die from my hands today, the mysterious woman or Marcus.

Hopefully, it was going to be Marcus, but I wouldn't mind killing the both of them if I had to.

The man guarding the basement door bowed when I arrived and quickly opened the door.

This is the life of a king. The life of a devil. People bow down to you when you walk by.

My men know who I am and so they accord me the respect I fucking deserve.

I opened the door and saw Dexter making his way toward me. He slightly bowed his head when he got close. We are like brothers but still, even he knows to never disrespect me.

"Has she told you anything yet?" I asked calmly. He shook his head. "Nah, she's still unconscious." He replied signaling towards the center of the room.

I walked to the center of the room where a body was tied to a chair with Dexter hot on my heels following behind me.

For a more clear view I got closer and what I saw next shocked me, and that was saying something seeing as I rarely got surprised.

A really small body was tied to the chair with long messy dark brown hair covering her face.

The little girl's frame was covered in dirt, and small patches of blood.

I slowly removed strands of hair away from her face. She was a little girl. A little too small for being a slut.

That could only mean one thing……………..