Into the dark

Marian’s POV

I was just about to push the door open when I heard him on the phone, i knew he was talking to that slut again, i stood frozen at the entrance of the house, phone pressed tightly to my ear as I listened to Jalen’s voice, I was still on the phone with Jordan, but i paused, and he was still talking, none which i heard.

“Yes, bunny… Meet me at the club. Same VIP lounge. I need to see you tonight.”

My blood boiled. Even after everything I had tried to do to separate them both, he was still running to that little bitch. Why not me? Why can’t he just love me for once? I took a deep breath to calm myself before I go wild.

The call ended, and I pushed the door open, acting like I heard nothing. Jalen stepped out of the hallway, passed beside me without a word, and didn’t even look at me. He grabbed his keys and stormed out of the house. The moment his car pulled out of the compound, I dialed Jordan’s number.

He picked up on the first ring.

“It’s time,” I said coldly.

“That fast?” he asked.

“Jalen just called her to meet at the club. I’m sure she’ll sneak out like the desperate slut she is, her father must not know she’s meeting Jalen. Prepare everything. Fast!”

Jordan’s voice was laced with dark excitement. “No worries, I'm ready.”

“She’ll probably order a cab, you have to be there before her cab gets there,” I added.

“Right. What do you want us to do with her?”

I smiled, even though no one could see me.

“Take her to the warehouse. I want her broken. Beat her. Torture her. Make her scream until she wishes she was never been born. Then… when she’s barely breathing, I want to be the one to end her life. Slowly.”

Jordan chuckled. “Consider it done.”

I hung up and whispered to myself, “This ends tonight, Fiona. I’m taking my man back.”

Fiona’s POV

My heart wouldn’t stop racing since Jalen called me to meet him, I couldn't wait to see him and melt in his arms.

I stood in front of the mirror, applying my deep red lipstick. I chose a short, tight emerald green dress that clung to every curve, paired with black heels. I wanted to look irresistible for Jalen.

Dad was asleep, I made sure of that, I couldn't afford to be caught. I snuck out through the back door, heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement.

A cab was already waiting outside the gate, just as Jalen had arranged. I slid into the back seat.

“Good evening,” I said.

The driver only nodded, his face masked and cap pulled low. Something about his cologne felt strangely familiar, but I brushed it off. I was too eager to see Jalen.

The car moved smoothly at first. I plugged my earphones in and played a p**n video. I wanted to learn a new position so I could try it with Jalen to blow his mind. He loves it when I try new things with him. After ten minutes, the car drifted in a strange swift turn that snapped my head back up to reality, then I noticed we were going the wrong way.

“Excuse me… this isn’t the route to the club,” I said, sitting up straighter.

The driver didn’t respond.

“Hey! Stop the car!” I shouted, panic rising.

Suddenly, a thick, chemical smell filled the car. I coughed violently, eyes watering.

“What… what is this—?”

My head grew heavy. The world spun. I tried to open the door, but my limbs felt like lead.

“No… please…” I whimpered.

Darkness swallowed me whole.

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I woke up to complete blackness.

A rough cloth was tied tightly over my eyes. My hands were bound behind my back to a chair, and my ankles were tied to the legs. The air was cold and damp. When I screamed for help, my voice echoed loudly.

“Hello?! Somebody help me! Please!”

No one answered. It was just me and the echoes of my voice ringing in my head. I didn’t know what to think, I didn't know where I was.

Tears soaked the blindfold. My body shook with terror.

After what feels like forever, the door creaked open.

I froze.

“Please… whoever you are, let me go. I’ll give you anything. Money. Just please don’t hurt me,” I begged, voice cracking but a footstep just approached me slowly until it felt like it was in front of me.

A cold hand tilted my head up, then the first slap came — a vicious slap to my face.

I screamed in agony. I thought that was all, I didn't realize that I was in for a long ride.

Another punch. Then a slap across my face so hard my head snapped sideways. I tasted blood.

“Why are you doing this?!” I cried. “Please stop! I’m begging you!”

The beating continued mercilessly. Fists rained down on my ribs, my thighs, my arms. Every scream earned me harder hits. I cried, begged, and pleaded until my voice grew hoarse.

Eventually, the pain became too much.

I passed out.

A freezing cold water woke me up again, and it poured over my head.

I gasped awake, choking and shivering violently. The blindfold was still on. My whole body throbbed with pain.

I didn’t beg this time. I knew it was useless, I just let them do whatever the fuck they want with me.

A phone suddenly rang nearby.

The person answered it on the second ring.

A familiar voice came through the speaker — sharp, satisfied, and full of venom.

“Is she awake?”

My heart stopped.

Marian?

“Yes, ma’am,” a deep male voice replied. “She’s conscious.”

“Good,” Marian said sweetly. “Make sure she suffers. Break every bone if you have to. I want Jalen to hear her screams when I send him the video.”

Tears streamed down my face, I wanted to scream and curse her as hard as I could but my strength mocked me, I was too weak to even part my lips.

The call ended and the man stepped closer to me again.

I could feel his presence looming over me.

“Please…” I whispered one last time, voice shaking. “Please don’t do this…” he didn’t say a word but the beating came down on me again.