Camelia’s POV:The next day I woke up late. I went to the bathroom to get fresh. I was relieving my bladder sitting on the toilet, and then I remember about last night.I got a nightmare yesterday. I saw they were raping me. When I refused to comply with their sick demand, they whipped me until I blacked out.My only dream was to get out of their torture cell. Yeah, I’d rather call that place a torture cell than a house. Every day and night was agonizing for me.Now that I could get out of that place, they made me so traumatized that I was getting nightmares. Well, it was the first nightmare after getting out. I never got any nightmare because they never let me sleep peacefully. Every night I passed out due to their torture and my brain didn’t get the leisure to dream anything good or bad.But I was certain that someone was here yesterday. He held me when I was crying from my nightm

Five days later, I was sitting on the balcony, on the chair. I was looking at the garden. It was beautiful; so many flower trees. The white roses reminded me of my home in Atlanta. I had a hobby of gardening. Even though it wasn’t big, we had a garden. I used to take care of the flower trees. Also planted seasonal vegetables like carrots, tomatoes, cauliflowers, lettuces, spring onions. In the last five days, I saw Lucifer only twice. He left his house early and returned late. He might be very busy with his works. "Miss, please eat these." Suddenly, a maid called me. She was standing with a tray of fruits - apples and banana cubes. I took the fruit fork and remembered about Melissa. I thought it was time; I could cut

Camelia's POV: Lucifer was a mafia leader and so I always thought bad of him. But he was actually being so thoughtful yesterday. I got scared for nothing.   

Camelia's POV:I was sobbing. With each passing minute, my sobbing got harder. My body was shaking from the force of the cry. I wiped my eyes with the sleeve of my shirt. Even though the car was air conditioned, I felt awfull. My hairs were all over my face, sticking everywhere. I was feeling so ashamed of myself that I was again going back to the place which I wanted to leave so bad. Why?Because I was a weakling. I couldn’t protect myselfmme Tears were leaking continuously. Suddenly, Lucifer said, "Preciosa, stop crying, it's okay," I couldn’t stop rather my crying increased. "It's okay, Preciosa. As long as you are with me, you are safe. No one can touch you," He added. His hand touched my palm and squeezed it slightly. "I d-don't know why t-things like this happens with me?" I hiccupped, crying hard. "You are safe now. Always

Third Person's POV:  Lucifer took the cherry inside his mouth first and then, grabbing Camelia's shoulder tightly, smashed his lips on her.