Someone kicked my hip, making me groaned in pain. My eyes stung. Why don't they just kill me now?! I can't even breathe properly.
But all of a sudden, they went silent. And I heard footsteps coming in our direction. I am not sure who came but I am certain that the person is higher than these men because of their silence.I remained on my knees, hands on my back and head down. I could feel my body shaking. I want to sleep. I want to rest. I can't take this anymore.Suddenly, I felt someone's presence infront of me. I felt the air moved around me as though the person sat, facing me.My breathing stopped when I felt a rough palm cupped my jaw, as if scrutinizing every part of my face.The person smelled amazing, like a spicy, misty forest."Bring her to my room." The voice was rough with a hint of anger. He aggressively let go of my face."Boss?" One of them asked in a confused tone."Bring her to my room. Leave her as soon as you tied her in my bed. Do not touch her." That voice was too powerful and strong as though it should be followed, as though no one had the right to refuse him.I just heard steps disappearing. When the door slammed, they grabbed my arm and forced me to stand up. I can't help but groaned in pain when their hands hit my wound.They dragged me towards somewhere. I am sure that we went out of that room. I am not sure where they will bring me.It took us few minutes before I heard a door being opened. The temperature suddenly changed. The freezing cold crept in my almost naked body.My short slit dress was ruined miserably. I could feel the coldness kissed the skin in my chest. I am certain that my color red bra was showing but that is the least of my concerns now.They pushed me on what seems to be a bed. I was glad that the bed was soft and I did not slam my face onto it.I did not fight back when I felt them handcuffed my hands on what seems to be the bed post. It will not do any good if I try to fight them. I was too weak..."Should we leave her?" someone asked.I did not move in the bed. I was laying on my back. My dress was on my waist, causing my thighs and my underwear to show. I felt so cold. I can't stop myself from trembling. I want to beg them to cover my body with something but I know that they will never do such thing for a captive like me."Boss said we should never touch her. We will get killed.""Fuck this! It is your fault! We could have fucked her while Boss was not around if you were not being so sluggish!""Come on! We can fuck her some other time! Let us go now!"I could hear them talking but it was not clear as their voices slowly disappearing and I was being swept away by sleepiness.A warm breath tickling my ear and jaw made me woke up. Rough hands were traveling in my body. I could not tell if I was dreaming or what."Shh," a cold voice whispered in my ear.I felt his rough palm touching my breast which made my mind alert. I gasped when his hand traveled down my waist and squeezed it like he was having a hard time on controlling himself. He reeked of alcohol. I was certain that this man was drunk.My breath quickened and I used every muscle in my body to stifle a whimper.Suddenly, I heard a ripping sound. I gasped when I realized that he roughly ripped my dress."God, you feel so fucking soft. Just like my wife..." he whispered huskily.A few moments had passed, I felt his heavy breathing, indicating that he had already fell asleep.I squeezed my eyes tightly, swallowing nervously as his rough palm remained on my waist. He was hugging me so tightly, stealing my ability to breathe properly. I do not know why my heart clenched painfully when I heard him uttered that word.Wife...Why would he say that? Has not he moved on yet from the death of her? It has been almost a decade...I can't be failed in this one. I know how smart this ruthless man beside me is. I know that he is cunning.As much as I wanted to stay awake, I was not able to do so as my body was too weak.When I woke up, my hands were still handcuffed. I could not even feel them because of too much numbing.I was alone in the bed when I woke up. It was still freezing cold. Goosebumps crept in my skin. At this moment, I wanted nothing but to feel any heat. Even just a comforter. Anything as long as it offers heat.The door suddenly opened, causing my head to snap at where the sound came from. My eyes were still covered by some cloth. I am not sure until when were they planning to cover my eyes or if they even have a plan on removing it at all. And I will not be even surprised if I will be blindfolded until my last breath.My breathing stopped in my lungs when I heard the calculated and calm steps approaching me. I do not even know what I looked like right now. I am certain that my dress is totally ruined and my underwear is already free for anyone to see. I could also feel the stinging pain of my wounds. My dry throat is just making this worse."Talk."One word but it was full of threat.I swallowed as I tried to hide the fear grew inside my chest."I do not have anything to say." I tightened my jaw."Who are you?" he asked as though it was the most important thing that he needed to know."Why don't you find out yourself? Investigate me. With all those men of yours, it will never be hard for you," I hissed through gritted teeth.I winced when he forcefully grabbed my face, almost burying his fingers into my skin. I did not even notice that he was already near me."There is no record of the name found in your ID. Stop messing with me, woman. The owner of the club said that you're new. Tell me, why the fuck don't you have any record, huh? And why the hell are you wearing Nivea's face..." His voice was low but menacing. I can feel his hand trembling as though his anger was unstoppable and uncontrollable.I was still wondering why he has not pulled out his gun yet and bury a bullet inside my brain. I was anticipating that to happen. But... I was also expecting this. That there was still a soft spot left in him because I look like his wife."Your investigation is nothing but stupid, then."Suddenly, his rough palm hit my right cheek, making my lips to tremble. He did not stop there as he pulled my hair with so much force. I tasted a metallic liquid from my lips."Who the fuck are you?" he whispered, voice filled with rage."I am your wife," I whispered back, smirking, with a mockery in my tone."Fuck you." He dug his fingers in my cheeks and in just a snap, I felt his lips crashed violently against mine. He kissed me roughly and desperately. I could feel his frustration, wrath, agony, pain... everything.I was catching my breath, almost painfully when he pulled away but his fingers remained in my cheeks. I could still feel his warm breath fanning my face."Please, tell me..."I did not expect his voice to become this soft, like he was almost begging me.He was slowly falling into my trap. He was slowly letting his heart overpowered him. And I will make sure that will be the reason of his demise."What is your name?" he whispered huskily, brushing his lips gently against mine as though he wanted to taste me again but he was just holding back."Nieva," I responded in a mocking voice.Again, he slapped me across my face as I mentioned that name."Stop fucking saying that fucking name," he growled at me.My father was right. He still has not moved on. I also thought that he has completely forgotten that woman because Greval is not the type of man who would stick in one woman.But he married Nieva...And if he still has not moved on, he truly loved her. And I will never accept that.In a quick move, he aggressively pulled the cloth which was covering my eyes. My vision has not yet adjusted to the light when he grabbed my face. But he immediately let go of me and cursed violently as if he saw something."No fucking way."I could hear his heavy breathing.When my vision had completely adjusted, I finally saw the devil in disguise.Greval Vresso was topless. He was only wearing a denim jeans which was hanging dangerously around his hips. I could see his chest waving violently.He walked over to me and without any word, he ripped my dress from the chest part. A huge wound showed from there. He stared at my chest, as though he was trying to see something. But eventually, he aggressively let out a sigh, putting some distance between us."Just strip me completely," I hissed because I think that is what he wants as he kept on ruining my dress."And if you want to fuck me, feel free to do it. I am all tied up. I will not be able to fight back. You can do whatever you want. And I can pretend and moan like Nieva if you will ask me to because it seems to me that you miss her so much."His eyes had warped into a miserable black. He stood beside the bed, fists clenched at his sides as veins bulging out of his head. I knew that he was about to explode with rage.I was provoking him. I know that he was desperate now to know the truth...Behind the fact that I look exactly like his wife who died almost a decade ago.When my memories came back, I feel nothing but anger towards Petrakis. In all those years where I was living in his lies as his daughter, I did nothing but to do all the things he wanted me to do.Now that I am walking towards the basement, I could feel my heart pounding rapidly. It is not because I am scared. It is because of anger and hatred for that evil man.The image of him shooting my daughter plays in my head over and over again like a broken record. He killed my baby mercilessly... And I will never forgive him for that."You can leave now," I told Greval's men."Are you sure, Ma'am? Don told us to not leave you here alone..."I shook my head. "I can do this. I have a gun," I said with conviction.They sighed and without any choice, they left. I entered the basement with my heart filled with nothing but rage.He was on the chair, just like the last time I have seen him. Still covered by his own blood. I could feel my body shaking in wrath as I stared at the man who ruined my li
I knitted my brows as soon as I entered our home. It feels empty... I do not know why but my heart suddenly filled with fear. It started to pound rapidly, almost making me lost my breath."Nieva? Baby?" I called her as I walked towards our room. But it was empty.I swallowed hard. I just got home from work and usually, she always welcomes me at our door and will give me kiss. She did not tell me anything that she will leave. I tried to call her but her number was cannot be reached. I swallowed nervously as I called her again. Where the hell is she?My heart was almost killing me. It was beating so fast and I think I would pass out any moment from now. Just where the fuck is she? She did not tell me that she is going somewhere today!My fear and anxiety were eating whole system every passing second. And I swear to God, I feel like death is coming to me.I called Kajik and asked for his help. He said that he will order his men to look for my wife. His men... They are not mine now as I
For ten years without her, I have been living in the dark. I have been walking in a dark place. I could not even see the I way that I am walking in. I was scared while taking my each step. But I continued. I continued living even I am broken inside.It was all worth it. I never thought that the God has a plan for us. He did not let me die because she is waiting for me from somewhere. She is alive... My wife is alive...A woman who looked exactly like Nieva broke into my mansion to steal money. It was fucking crazy. I could feel every fiber of my being was shaking as I stared at her face.As the days went by, we confirmed who she was and about her situation. Because she has been experiencing severe migraine for the past days and she often lost her consciousness because of it, I asked Diego, who is a neurologist, to check on her. And there, we found a small looking chip in the right side of her brain. It was confusing. Why is there a chip in there? What is this all about?"Someone put a
"What the hell?!" She hissed as she looked at me.I blinked several times. It is not her...I feel like my world crashed for the millionth time. I swallowed hard. My whole system was filled with disappoinment, anger, pain..."I-I am sorry..." I let go of her immediately, running my fingers through my hair.But her eyes widened a bit as she stared at me. She cleared her throat and gave me a seductive smile."Well, hey. You are alone? Do you want some company?" she whispered in a sultry voice.I pursed my lips in a grim line when her hand caressed my chest. I gritted my teeth and like an instinct, my hand wrapped around her throat tightly. "Do not fucking touch me like that, bitch," I growled angrily before I pushed her on the ground. She was gasping for air as she looked at me, fear filled her eyes. I feel like I cheated on my wife even though I did not do anything after being touched by another woman. I walked out of that damn club and cursed. I looked up at the dark sky dotted wi
I gritted my teeth. They used me. They ruined my life... I could still remember when I woke up after Petrakis put the chip in my brain. I could not remember anything that day. But as the days went by, I slowly started to remember things... but those were not my memories... Those were Victoria's...My own memories were completely forgotten and they were replaced by Victoria's. Started to her own childhood, to her life in highschool until she met Greval. I could remember all of it. It was as if it was my own memories. They just felt so real and vivid in my brain as if they really happened to me..."Are you okay, baby?" Greval whispered in my ear as he stroked my hair. I shut my eyes tightly and hugged him more. We were both naked in our bed."I am just... tired," I murmured.He sighed heavily. "Are you sure?"I nodded a bit, smiling as I lifted my eyes on him. I love this man so much. I do not what I would do without him.THOSE YEARS WITHOUT NIEVA WERE HELL. I was broken. I did not even
It was painful. That is all I could feel when I woke up. I do not even know where I am... and who am I...I looked around the four corners of this white room. Where is this place? Why am I here? And most of all, who am I? What am I doing here? Why am I laying on this bed? What happened?The door opened and a man wearing a white laboratory gown entered the room. I knitted my brows as I watched him walked towards me.I could see the shock flashed in his eyes as he looked at me. His walk became slow."God, is this real?" I heard him whispered.I could not even move my fingers. I wanted to move but I feel like my body was too heavy for me to do that. Who is this man? Who am I? I wanted to vocalize those words but I just did not have the ability to. I feel so weak and I am in too much pain. My head was throbbing painfully. I feel like it is not a normal headache. It was even worse than a severe migraine. It was too painful to bear."Do you remember your name?" The man asked in a calm voice