Chapter 4

ATHENA'S P.O.V:

Tears filled my eyes and my vision blurred. I begged him to stop but eventually he didn't. I just looked up in pain and cried out loud. Crying, that's what I can do till now for all these abuses. My step-father was the one hurting me to the hell and of course my own mother just stares at me in a pitying. I just hate that.

I cried because the people whom I thought they love me are hurting me.

I can't do anything but cry.

I cried trying to get off the strong hold around my neck. I begged.

"I'm sorry!" My weak voice croaked.

"How dare you ruin my meeting with that fucking mouth of yours!" He seethed in anger.

He grabbed me by my hair and slammed me against the white wall and slapped hard across my face.

He grabbed my neck and choked me again. His furious brown eyes blow up me that could kill me anytime.

I couldn't breathe.

I begged.

Slowly I was taking hold by the darkness and everything went black.

Nightmares flooded my dreams like rain.

I asked myself:

Why no one loves me back?

What have I done wrong?

Why my life is messed as hell?

May be one day I will have someone to love me back.

I was waiting for that day.

I too deserved to be happy one day.

It's going to be long.

I wish my father was here to love me back.

I was their punching bag.

Pure hell. 

"Get your ass out the bed Athena!" My best friend for a reason shouted out of her lungs . I stayed yesterday in Avery's house I was too tired to move after a long day.

"You don't want to get your mood ruined by those bitches right . Then go get ready for the day." She said.

She has a point. I don't want to ruin my day with the bitches in the office especially my step-father. 

I groaned getting off my comfy bed and headed towards the bathroom to get cleaned up myself. I quickly brushed and showered within 20 minutes I was out of the bathroom.

Avery dropped me at my office today we had the meeting with the most powerful industry "THE KNIGHT INDUSTRIES" .

Shit. 

Shit. 

Shit . 

I'm fucked up. 

I didn't even xerox the papers. Probably they must arrived. Come on Athena, You can do it!.

Meanwhile I called one of the employee Madeline, who works in HR department and informed about the arrival of Mr.Knight and I asked her to print those papers and arrange the meeting room.

Hurrying as fast I can, I reached the elevator. I pressed the topmost floor because our building has 44 floors. 

When I stepped out of the elevator I ran into the most hard wall. 

Wait What!? A wall how is that possible to be a wall in middle of the room. 

Then I looked up to see the most captivating eyes I have ever seen. 

He had the most beautiful ocean blue pair of eyes. God damn! how can those eyes can be this much mesmerizing . No one feature makes him so handsome, though his eyes come close. People often speak of the color of eyes, as if that were of importance, yet his would be beautiful in any shade. From them comes an intensity, an honesty, a gentleness. He has the face of an angel.

Oh my god! He looked like a sex god. 

I have never met a person probably the hottest person on the earth. 

He had the kind of face that stopped me in my  tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze . Of course the blush that accompanied in my cheeks it was a dead give-away. It didn't help that he was so modest with it, it made the girls fall for him all the more.

What the heck am I thinking. God he probably thinks me as a idiot who have never ever seen a guy like him. I mentally face palmed myself.

He was looking at me with that much of intensity in his eyes. 

That was when I snapped out my thoughts and decided to distract the awkward staring contest.

"Ouch ahhhhh. That hit me hard and sorry for bumping into Mr...." I said  and waited to hear his name.

His reaction was somewhat confusing as he remembered me from somewhere...I don't know why I got this feeling when he saw me. But he quickly masked with a blank expression. 

I was waiting for his answer but we got interrupted by the most annoying voice of my step-father. 

"I'm really sorry for the inconvenience,  Mr.Knight. Please come with me and we will give this deal as per your conditions." He begged.

Wow! That was a quiet sight of him begging.

That hit me hard he was Liam Knight. God damn was so  screwed now. He is going to punish me for my tardiness.

The next minute I did was panic. What will he do this time?

I was not able to hear the conversation they were speaking I stood still and somewhat brought to reality by a harsh yanking of my arm. 

"You bitch come with me." He pushed me inside his office and started beating like a psycho maniac.

"How dare you spoil this deal. Fucking slut with whom you were whoring around with that ass of yours. You are good for nothing."

His hand gripped my throat probably leaving bruises for me to cover up. I was choking for air but his grip tightened around me. 

"I...I  c- can't breathe." I managed to say.

"You deserve to die!"

With a harsh slap he pushed me on the ground and a kick to the ribs made a cry of pain release itself.

I held my side and gritted my teeth.

I rolled onto all fours to get myself up. Unfortunately Mr. Greene took it as an invitation to kick me in the gut. I collapsed to the ground with a pained grunt. Every move was hurting my ribs. He crouched down near my face while I tried to steady my breathing.

"Today you will regret for what you did to me." He said laughing at me with a menacing glare.

I go out of his office and sat in my desk chair and broke down.

I fixed my make up and hair and tried to keep my movements to a minimum. I took a couple Advil. I've fractured ribs before, but this hurt a hell of a lot more.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed an ice pack and sat with it while I did my work.

My cell started ringing. I picked it up without looking at the caller ID.

"Shortcake!" Avery's voice laced me with concern.

"I'm fine Avery. Just pick me up in the evening. I got to go. Bye." 

I'm not in the mood for pity conversations.

I know she must have sensed today that I would get beaten up.

Whose fault is this which I'm going through this...

Another painful day to my life.