TRIGGER WARNING:THIS CHAPTER HAS VERY DISTURBING CONTENT. UNSENSORED ABUSE(Physical Abuse!!!) THAT I DIDN’T IN ANY WAY SHY AWAY FROM. Reader discretion is strongly advised.Please note that these scenes are not written to glorify or romanticise Dimitri's behaviour. Instead, I have written them to expose the depths of his darkness, and the trauma, control, and manipulation inflicted by him on Sal. This is to help us understand the long-lasting effects these actions of his have had on Salvatore and why he is so afraid of him. If you are not into detailed dark themes, I advise you to skip this chapter. And if you’re willing to see just how twisted Dimitri is, please proceed with caution.... Enjoy✿Dimitri;“Please… Please… I… I…”I ignore the disgusting voice as I stare at him. Waiting for him to open his eyes. Waiting for him to look at me. He’s been out cold for ten minutes. But I know he’ll open his eyes. It’s not the first time he’s gone through that.He soon coughs out some water
Trigger Warning:This chapter contains depictions of emotional and physical abuse, including non-consensual acts, sexual coercion, and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised.Please note: These scenes are not written to glorify or romanticise Dimitri's behaviour. Instead, I have written them to expose the trauma, control, and manipulation inflicted by Dimitri, and to portray the long-lasting effects these actions of his have had on Salvatore. If you are sensitive to these topics, consider skipping this chapter or proceeding with caution.... Enjoy✿Salvatore;Water gushes down my throat as I start struggling and thrashing in the water.But every single attempt I make to break through is prevented by Dimitri, who's holding me down. My headache worsens, and my body feels like it's about to start convulsing.Just as my vision begins to darken, Drimitri grabs my hair and yanks me out of the water.I take one desperately long breath. Struggling to breathe, but I’m cut
Salvatore;Trigger Warning:This chapter contains depictions of emotional and physical abuse, including non-consensual acts, sexual coercion, and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised.Please note: These scenes are not written to glorify or romanticise Dimitri's behaviour. Instead, I have written them to expose the trauma, control, and manipulation inflicted by Dimitri, and to portray the long-lasting effects these actions of his have had on Salvatore. If you are sensitive to these topics, consider skipping this chapter or proceeding with caution.... Enjoy✿“I know I suck at giving names, but I promise the game is good. You’ll remember it for the rest of your life.” He says with a huge smile that makes my skin crawl. What is this fucker up to?“What madness is this?! How am I here? You fucking…” I begin, but he cuts me off. “Oh, you can’t remember? You begged me to bring you here.” He says, and I raise a brow at him.“You slept in my lap. Crying about how nobo
David;Mrs. Lana and Lucas were wrong. Sal hasn’t been away from home for an hour, he’s been out for three hours! According to the security cameras I was able to hack into, Sal’s car arrived at the bar two hours ago, and Dimitri took him about an hour later. Lucas was passed out for two hours. Not one. I guess he’s still disoriented or didn’t know what time it was before his fall. I don’t need to clarify this to Mrs. Lana or him, though. This will simply worsen their worry. For now, I need to be smart. I know Dimitri has Sal… But the bastard I know… He doesn’t intend to kill Sal. Dimitri is up to something, and it isn’t murdering Sal. So… realistically… I still have time. Barging in there to grab Sal isn’t enough. I need to teach Dimitri a fucking lesson. For all he’s done to Sal… To me… and for daring to lay his filthy hands on Sal again. It’s a few hours before dawn. Sal is going to have to forgive me. He’ll have to endure Dimitri for a little while. If I want to get him safely
David;‘Dear Diary;I’m scared. I think Dimitri is going to hurt me. He’s… I thought I understood him, but I was wrong. He is messed up. The way his mind works is alarming. I thought it was just his way of showing love before, but I was wrong. I think I want to break up with him… But I don’t know how to tell him. Or even if to tell him. I’m scared. I’m… I’m really scared.’My eyes dance over the entry, and my heart squeezes for Sal. Suddenly, I hear footsteps rushing towards the room, and I quickly shove the diary under a pillow. Is it Sal??“David?!” I hear Mrs. Lana’s voice, and my brows crease. I get off the bed in worry and move over to the door.“M…Mrs Lana?” Why does she sound so worried?? Did something happen?The door soon flings open, and Mrs. Lana grabs my arms. “David. Something has happened. I don’t feel good.” She speaks breathlessly, and my brows crease.“What… What happened? Did Sal tell you to release me?” I question in worry and confusion, and she sighs. “Sal is n
Trigger Warning:This chapter contains depictions of emotional and physical abuse, including non-consensual acts, sexual coercion, and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised.Please note: These scenes are not written to glorify or romanticize Dimitri's behavior. Instead, I have written them to expose the trauma, control, and manipulation inflicted by Dimitri, and to portray the long-lasting effects these actions of his have had on Salvatore. If you are sensitive to these topics, consider skipping this chapter or proceeding with caution.... Enjoy✿David;I’ve been reading this book for minutes. Almost every entry is about Dimitri. Dates, arguments, petty fights, and how much he loves Dimitri. Blah, blah, blah. It’s infuriating to see how openly he confessed his love for Dimitir in this book. He’s written it over a hundred times in here, and the fucker has never said it to me. Not once. I guess I know where I stand now. I flip the next page, expecting to see the