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His Battered Possession Chapter 1: Basement
“No, no! Please, s-stop!” I stumbled upon being slapped by Steffano's huge and wide filthy hands. My sight's still trying to figure out where to hold to gather myself up even my mind's now nowhere to be found. All I could gaze are those blurry particles due to the huge impact from an object which made me feel so dizzy. I tried to fight, but I always ends up being beaten by him until my body gets numb and helpless. My head was being slammed by the tip of his table, making me crumpled in pain, blood was dripping everywhere. A loud bawl escaped from my mouth when he aggressively gripped my hair, and pulled it up, forcing me to stand up even though my feet is dead numb. “You bitch! You need to learn your lesson.” Another slap reaches my torpid face. The smell of alcohol from his mouth invaded my nostrils. He is drunk. He leaned closer to my ear and his evil voice echoed onto it. He choked my jaw, making me heave a breath. “Who told you to talk to that son of a bitch?” he asked in a w
His Battered Possession Chapter 2: Eavesdrop
My face’s now turning paperwhite as my hands are trembling with fear and disappointment with myself. Why on earth would I forget to turn off the stove?!I am now cursing myself in my mind while trying to revive the scorched bacon together with the egg which now looks like charcoal. “You want me to eat that shit?” Steffano asked with a mock as he gave me a sarcastic stare.I lowered my gaze, trying to divert my eyes from him to lessen the guilt, and decided to play with my fingers on my back.“You want me to eat that fucking shit?!” he yelled again, making me almost jump due to being so frightened. His voice is no joke, it is like thunder, ready to wreck my who system.“I-I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to scorch that. I can cook again if you li—”“Bullshit!”“Dada, don’t cuss! That’s bad! And don’t be so mean to momma!” Leira’s small voice echoed between us, making me almost heave a breath. I tried to make her shut her mouth by gesturing my trembling hands for her to cease, but she just
His Battered Possession Chapter 3: Art Class
“Momma, you okay? Why are you crying?” Leira asked when I entered the car. I tried not to be so obvious but I guess, I failed. I handed her the toy without giving her an eye and diverted my gaze opposite her direction to wipe my dried tears.“Yes, sweetie. I’m okay. Momma just slipped off the stairs lately, but momma’s okay now,” I looked at her with assurance and gave her a smile. “Let’s go?” I asked to divert the subject.She just nodded with enthusiasm and started singing the song I played using Bluetooth in the car.I carried her along to her room, making her giggle, and sat on her little chair in front. The other children stared at us like we were doing some interesting stuff. I also smiled at them and was about to leave when Leira instantly uttered. “I know, my momma is gorgeous!” she exclaimed, making me divert my gaze in her direction. I chuckled upon watching her talking to a little boy who is bragging about something silly. She grinned while waving her hands at me, so I j
His Battered Possession Chapter 4: The Mall
I tightened my grip on Leira’s little fingers when he was about to walk towards us, and stepped my foot backward as a signal for us to walk away from him, when he instantly grabbed my hands, making me heave a breath. “Euphoria, wait. Why are you avoiding me?” he asked out of nowhere. I slowly diverted my gaze to him with a grim face while still holding Leira who is now oblivious about the happenings. I bit my lower lip and sighed.“I didn’t expect to see you here, Freion,” I replied casually while staring at him, but not in his eyes. “You’ve changed...a lot.” His smirk appeared and took his hands off me before giving Leira an eye. “So, you already have a child, huh. Good for you,” he added and patted Leira’s head, making her giggle with a smile on her face. “What’s your name, little fella?” he asked her, but I can sense that he is watching my every reaction in his peripheral vision. All I could do is to press Leira’s fingers while watching them.“My name is Leira MacMilla—”“What
His Battered Possession Chapter 5: His Slap
“M-Momma? Momma!” a little voice echoed from behind, which made my heart jump with mixed emotions. In a swift motion, my wide arms enveloped Leira’s little body and hugged her as if I haven’t seen her for years. My eyes landed on the man just almost a meter away from us which made me give him a face with menace, but deep inside, I am thankful that it was him who saw her. I bit my lower lip and sighed when he fought my stares with a genuine concern and placed his hands on his pocket while his eyes is still focused on mine. “Your kid is smart. So likely to grow like you when she grows older,” he uttered out of nowhere with a face without any emotions. My face heated upon thinking he really thinks Leira is my daughter. Well, as time goes by, I am starting to see myself as the little kid in my arms. I noticed Leira’s giggles so I slowly released her from my grip and stood up but still holding her right little hand. She instantly took off her sunflower clip, making her hair gets messe
His Battered Possession Chapter 6: Stolen Wine
It’s been almost a minute since I waited for his another set of slaps while still on my menacing face. His stares have sent shivers down to my spine, making me almost heave a breath but still managed to compose myself without letting him think I am weak at the moment. We were just staring at each other like we were a mystery we both should solve. The grim light due to the chandelier in front of Leira’s room represents what I really feel. My emotions were mixed with bitterness, hatred, fear, and regrets, but upon watching him staring intently at me, all those feelings had vanished and all I could feel right now is nothing but emptiness.My breath almost stopped when he only walked past through me without dropping a word and breaking our stares until his eyes landed on his way out of the hallway. I then held my chest, trying to control it from throbbing. What the fuck just happened? He just left me like that... Like nothing happened.—I lay on my bed staring at the white ceiling. My
His Battered Possession Chapter 7: Playmate
“Ouch,” I whispered and hissed upon trying to place my back on the headrest. The surrounding is dead shaking, and so is my brain whose now aching. I still could feel the dryness of my throat and I couldn’t even talk straight for I could smell the wine in my mouth, and it stinks like hell. Damn this.A sigh escaped from my lips before moving my body to fix my posture. I haven’t thought, that I am already not immune to alcohol. Well, I’ve chosen the strongest wine Steffano could have so what to expect? But still, I once had a high tolerance for alcohol. Damn, my body really has changed.“What have I done last night? Tss,” I unconsciously asked myself and held my head before standing up in a slow-motion to head to the bathroom for a quick shower. I smell like shit, geez. I stopped when I realized that I am now wearing a t-shirt and underwear, where in fact, the scene of me being naked in this room when I am still sober is so vivid in my mind. Why on earth?“Or maybe I wore it when I got
His Battered Possession Chapter 8: luxury
I blinked countless times while am currently staring in the mirror without my full senses. I don’t know what to feel upon knowing that he wants us to join him at a party, where in fact, he hasn’t done it before. This is the first time after a year that he’ll bring me to a party which made me so confused.I bit my lower lip while busy fixing my hair. Good thing, my makeup kit is still here, safe and untouched. “Why on earth?” I asked unconsciously and stopped my hand from moving with a half-open mouth.My eyes landed on the black back sequined split high waist dress, filled with diamonds, partnered with a luxurious Burmese ruby covered with a diamond necklace. I sighed upon thinking what have gotten into his mind and he invited me with him to a party, where in fact he used to go there alone before, or with his mistress? I don’t know. I am still in a state of being astounded upon seeing those luxurious kinds of stuff in my room. It’s been so long since I last wore that kind of luxury
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