All Chapters of Revenge of the Abused Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My eyes widened with fear as he gazed at me. His cold handsome face looked evil in the full moonlight. Although Luther was only seventeen, he looked so big that one could mistake him for a twenty-one-year-old man. He was quite muscular for his age and his height of six feet, two inches seems to dwarf my height of five feet, eleven inches as I lay underneath him.I could feel the weight of his muscular frame on my body and I looked into his dark brown eyes that had suddenly gone darker with lust. His dark curly hair looked disheveled. I tried to rise but I couldn't as he held me firmly to the ground. I became alarmed and within a split second, tears filled my eyes and started running down my face."Please, Luther, let me go!" I yelled as my voice quivered with emotion."No, pretty, I will only let you go after I have had a taste of you," he replied with a husky voice as he raised my dress revealing my white panties in the moonlight.I began to scream as tears ran down m

My teeth were still chattering and I was shivering with cold. The pain in my privates had subsided by the time I got to the gate of the house and found it ajar. I gently pushed it open and walked inside. I slowly shut the gate behind me and saw the key in the keyhole which was unusual. I was wondering why anyone would forget the key in the keyhole when I suddenly remembered that Luther told me that he would leave the gate open as well as the front door. I turned the key to lock the gate, then, removed it from the keyhole. I turned around and my eyes swept across the house to make sure no one was watching me. The bright lights around the house illuminated the whole compound, so, I could see everything clearly. Satisfied that no one was watching me, I headed to the front door of the house. I got to the door and saw that it was left ajar like the gate. Luther left the gate and the door open because he doesn't want his evil deed to be revealed, I thought bitterly as I enter

"You mean you got all these injuries from a fall?" Martin asked in disbelief. "Yes," I replied guilt-ridden. *********** Martin's POV For some reasons I could not fathom, I sensed that she was lying. Perhaps, it was true that she got the swollen head from hitting her head against a stone but I couldn't understand why she has the bruises. Aside from that, there was a kind of deep sadness in her eyes. "Whitney, I will be honest with you. I don't believe you. I perceive something bad must have happened to you, nonetheless, I will not coax you to tell me," I paused as I gazed at her. "Whenever you are ready to talk, I am always here for you. I have got your back anytime. You have to get up now and go and start your morning chores. You are way past your waking time," I said as I got up from the bed. *********** Whitney's POV "What is the time?" I asked. "It is a couple of minutes after six." "Oh, my goodness!" I exclaimed as I flung from my body the bed sheet which I

After a couple of minutes of mopping the floor, and as I mopped past Lilian, Luther's sister's door, her door suddenly swung open. I turned to look at her and we gazed at each other for a moment. My eyes swept from her curly blonde hair, thin lips, big eyeballs that seemingly look too far apart, and a somewhat crooked nose down to the beautiful expensive looking pink linen lingerie that she was wearing. My eyes finally rested on her beautiful long legs for a moment before sweeping back to her face. Overall, she was just plain looking and can't be called pretty. I think her most beautiful features are her hair and legs. Although she is 15 years old and I'm a year older than her, she was slightly taller than me. I saw the look of surprise on her face before her lips twisted in a smirk. I knew that she was going to ask me about what happened to my face, so, I quickly averted my eyes to the floor and continued cleaning. Suddenly, Lilian roared into hysterical laughte

After I had finished my morning chores, I went to do Lilian's laundry. After that, I went to my room to shower and changed into a flowery blue gown. I felt very tired and weak. My body was still aching and the headache had intensified. I need to take some medication and have bed rest but I don't have any medication. I sat on the bed and put my hand on my head. I began to rub my forehead as I groaned in pain. Suddenly, I remembered that my brother told me to come to see him for some medication.I was feeling too sick and weak to go and see my brother. Besides, I didn't want to run into Luther. I have not seen him since I escaped from his room. The best thing was to call my brother on the phone. I picked up my dumbphone from my reading table and dialed his number. I listened to the phone ring and after a couple of seconds, he answered my call. "Hello, Whitney, are you done with your morning chores?" Martin asked."Yes, I am done.""Okay. How are you feeling now?" he asked with concer