2. THE DEVIL'S PENTHOUSE

Aria's POV

I was being dragged from one hell to another. They still put me in the cage and throw me away in the back of a truck like an animal. Alpha Damien disappeared after his warning leaving me with his men who looked as bad as he was.

“ Did the Alpha boss really buy her for that much amount?” One of the men asked in astonishment, another answered in a bored tone.

“ Yes, I don't get it, what's so special about her.” Their conversation got cut off when the truck door shut with a bang, leaving me alone in the dark. 

So many thoughts run through my head, every single scenario played in my head at repeat like what he was going to do with me. My desperation to run away overwhelmed me so much that my body started thrashing around in the cage wildly, desperate to get free and I felt myself choking on air and it felt so hard to breathe.

What if I die in this suffocating truck? Will I get the freedom I crave so badly! But what about the life I always wanted for myself? What about finding my mate and having pups together? 

Tears didn't stop nor the suffocation and I was on the verge of dying when the doors opened, sending the cool air of the night and filling my lungs with the fresh air.

They took me out from the truck and put me in the elevator, wheeling me to the highest penthouse I had ever seen in my life. My neck craned to see the floor which was in this building and the elevators opened and the Devil himself was waiting for me in a black suit like his soul with a dark gaze already fixated on me.

I don't know what I feel every time he is in my vision, this is only the second time but he just has this intimidating aura which unnerves me. 

“ Welcome to your cage, Little Bird.” His deep and husky tone rumbled through me as he stood with his hands deep in his pockets, his neck and half of the chest covered in tattoos as now he discarded the jacket and he had unbuttoned his shirt half way. 

“ Don't you have anything to say?” He mocked, he clearly knows that I can't because of the cloth stuffed inside my mouth. 

His mocking and the way he just stood so nonchalantly made me shake in anger and I wanted to rip his eyes out. His lips turned into a smirk at my weak attempt of anger and he slowly walked towards me like he has all the time in the world and in fact he is the devil who runs the world.

“ Unlock the cage.” He ordered, one of the men hurriedly walked towards my cage, not meeting his eyes and cowering in fear..

He unlocked the cage and went back to where he came from. I didn't move, I didn't even breathe, I wanted to see what he would do, I just can't give myself to the devil that easily. He has to fight me to touch me, I will fight him tooth and nail before he can put his finger on my body.

Damien’s chuckle echoed in the living room as he looked at my stubborn defiance.

“ I am going to enjoy every single second of breaking your defiance, Slave.” He growled low in his throat, his wolf shining through his eyes and his canines sharpened.

He ripped the cloth from my mouth and tossed it aside. A finger trailed from my jaw to my neck and I snarled, hating the way his finger left the burn on my skin.

“ Easy there, angry bird.” His words seemed jovial but his eyes were burning with anger at my disrespect.

“ Don't mistake me for a bird, fragile and helpless, fight me as a man and I will show you what I am.” I grumbled, hating the way I feel at the moment. Truly helpless and weak. 

Damien pulled me out of the cage with his hands around my neck, choking me and pinned me to the wall with a thud, knocking a painful breath out of my mouth. 

He didn't leave any gap between us as his body vibrated with rage. His smells of wood and whiskey, intoxicating scent. His shift halfway, his wolf snarling in my face which made me cower but not submit, his Alpha aura so potent in the air which is making it hard to resist the way he is manipulating me to submit to him and show my neck in submission.

“ I bought you, Slave. I don't tolerate disrespect. You will only talk when I allow you to, you will only breathe when I will allow you to, you will only come out of your room when I allow you too, and You are not allowed to lie around me because I'll know when you are lying and if I find out then you won't like the consequences.” He is cutting off my air, choking me, but I am as still as the statue not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he was hurting me.

Him and his ridiculous rules. Rules be damned, I am not going to follow any of his rules. He may have bought me but he doesn't own me and he will never own me.

“ Yo..You may have bou…bought me b..but You d..don't own me.” I said, looking him in the eyes, refusing to submit to him. 

I am not a thing to be played with and I don't live on anyone's conditions.

“ You will learn to follow the rules, slave, one way or another.” He squeezed my jaw painfully and his other hand was still wrapped around my neck, cutting my air off and painfully squeezing my jaw so I could submit but he didn't know I am made of steel and I can tolerate whatever pain he brings to me.

“ In your dreams.” I scoffed, His eyes narrowed at me, he threw me across the floor and ordered the maid to take me to my room. 

She left me alone after giving me a fresh set of clothes. I paced the room till my legs started shaking and when it felt like an eternity I slumped on the bed after cleaning myself as best as I can in the luxurious bathroom. 

My head is racing, my heart is pounding with fear and suddenly there is a loud scream piercing through air, jolting me up from the bed. I ran towards the door to open it but it was locked from outside and I could hear someone getting beaten as the painful grunts and the squelching of flesh being ripped away assaulted my ears and my stomach churned at the image in my head. 

What the hell is happening in this goddamned place! Am I going to be the next victim? 

My ears perked up at the sound of footsteps approaching, my heart stopped and I held my breath as my body glued to the door. The footsteps stopped in front of my door but didn't knock nor tried to open the door. I held the door knob tightly to stop whoever was standing outside the door. 

It's dark inside the room, the footsteps retreated, relieving me and I gasped out, taking a breath and collapsing on the ground. Fear has gripped my heart at the thought of dying.