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Chapter 69

ARIA“How’re you, little fairy?”Silence was the only answer I received before I heard a deep intake from the other side.“How am I?” My sister’s voice was a hiss that made me close my eyes in despair. “HOW. AM. I?”My lips trembled apart but not a single word poured out of them.“WHERE ARE YOU?” Alara shouted into the phone, “A year. A FUCKING YEAR.” A grimace twisted my features. My sister didn’t curse but when she did, it was something rare.“Listen…” I rubbed my face, wiping away any signs of wetness left.“No.” I heard her bark, “You listen. Where are you? Do you know how worried I was? I searched for you. My sister. My sister, who had been the responsible one, disappears without a sign. For a year. No call. No message. WHY?”Her last words were a tangled scream.I breathed deeply, understanding her anger.Her reaction was justified.It wasn’t like that your sister vanishing without a word and barging back into your life after a year was normal.I wanted to open my heart to her b

Chapter 70

ARIABut most of all…She was a free human.And I was a caged animal.How could it be so different? How could fate play this game with us? Why was I always on the receiving end of everything harsh and cruel?Why? Why? Why?I had no answer.“Aria?”I blinked my eyes, breathing through my nose and brushing away the horrible thoughts.I needed to change the topic before she did more damage to me than it was already done.“How is your golden boy?” I asked with fake cheerfulness.She was silent for a moment before she spoke again. I wanted to smile. My little sister had grown. She understood what I was doing and I was proud of her.“Golden boy, huh?” She murmured, “Matteo.”Matteo. That was his name. The little boy with golden mane.“His name’s Matteo.” Alara’s words made desperation claw at my heart. Despite my attempt, she knew that I didn’t know what her son’s name was.That fact filled me with shame and hurt.“He’s—”“Let me talk to her.” I stopped when I heard that deep, dark voice. M

Chapter 71

ARIAI was in my room when the knock made me sit up on the bed.I frowned, eyeing the door as if I could see past the solid wall of steel separating the person on the other side and me.I had returned the phone to the maid knowing that it was a foolish decision to make but what else could I do?The maids belonged to Fabiano and I knew they would’ve told them everything even if I hid the phone.There was no way out for me.I stood up when another knock sounded this one more impatient and walked to the door. The door opened without my permission and in stepped the guard I had encountered before. I smoothened my expressions before studying him. He was big, tall and full of hard muscles. He could pass for a wrestler.“Don wants you.”I couldn’t keep the frown off my face at his words.Don?Then it clicked. He was talking about Fabiano.But Fabiano had never sent a man to my room. It was always Lina.I shook my head at myself before nodding at him. I stepped past him and out of the confin

Chapter 72

ARIA“Just think how appealing would black ink of the tattoo would look against your skin.”He lifted his hands off my neck and stared down at me. I stared at him, horrified and open-mouthed.“You’ve forced my hand—”I interrupted him, “No, I didn’t and I am—”He slammed his fist against the wall near me and I froze mid-sentence.“Don’t fucking interrupt me.”His harsh voice made me afraid. A rush of blood heated my cheeks as I stared at him and tried not to flinch under his cruel gaze. The hatred on his face reminded me of that night.The one on the boat.My stomach turned with unease and I closed my lips, not speaking anymore.Finally, he took his glare off my eyes and pointed it at my neck. My eyes were on him the entire time, hoping that he would change his mind but my helpless gaze had no effect How could he take joy in my suffering? It was a stupid question to ask myself but it was a real question. He had done everything to me no person should go through. He’d made me his …sex

Chapter 73

ARIAI believed him. I believed him.My eyes were open but I could see nothing. My ears were working but the only thing I could hear were his threats.My heart was beating but I wasn’t living.My eyes were wet and filled with salty tears but no tears escaped.Yet I was weeping.Pain blossomed over my scalp but I kept silent. I endured it. No! No! I relished it. I felt it and wanted more of it.I wanted something to tell me that I was still living. I needed some proof of my own existence. I wanted something to remind me that my biological machinery was working.I wasn’t dead. I was alive.But I was dying a silent death.“Now lay down.” Like a newly trained puppy, I obeyed him.My master. My husband My tormentor.“Keep your head tilted up and don’t move.”I did as he asked. Tilted my head but closed my eyes, not before a tear rolled down, disappearing into my hairline.“Don’t move. It’ll be over soon.”It will never end, will it?Until the end of time, I was stuck with him.I listened a

Chapter 74

ARIAHe took out a white bandage and covered my neck with it. He uttered something that I didn't hear but pretended that I did and nodded my head in agreement even though it hurt me to.“Get out." He ordered after several moments, "I'll be the one to remove the bandage."His voice was deep and cold.I hated it.Why was it like this?I hated the part of me that thought he might feel some remorse, but it was missing. Robotically, I turned my body towards the door. Every step I took away from him, I felt his eyes on it. With my hand on the knob, I stopped for a moment, thinking over the fact that kept nudging me.I grimaced when I swallowed, parted my lips and asked him something.The reason I had slapped him.“How can you talk about someone’s daughter like that when you have a daughter of your own, Fabiano?”For a moment, I thought that he might storm towards me and beat me again but he didn’t. His cold voice washed over me like a freezing wave of air in a chilly night, raising goosebu

Chapter 75

ARIAIt was beautiful.And I hated it.The red rose with its bright red petals looked so enchanting.The stem of the flower was wrapped in a coil of sharp thorns. “Isn’t it magnificent?”It was a rhetorical question. And my husband’s tone suggested that he wanted the answer that would please him. Who was I to defy him, eh?“Of course.” I whispered, dragging my eyes to his in the mirror but averted my gaze as soon as our eyes clashed.My hands hung limply at my sides, my fingers trembling and shaking like twigs in a storm. I didn’t hide them. I was done of hiding. I needed to see them.The fear. The shock.My eyes were trailing back to it.Like a moth drawn to the flame, my eyes were drawn to what he had imprinted on me.The tattoo he had branded on my existence.A rose. No. Not just rose. A Rose with thorns.The bright red rose was etched on the side of my neck, just below my ear. The tattoo was beautiful. But the beauty meant nothing to me. It was nothing but a reminder of my suffe

Chapter 76

ARIAThis was just some psychological shit, wasn’t it?My mind was playing tricks on me—maybe it still was— and I had fallen prey to those tricks.His touch was burning me now. I wanted to fight him, I wanted to tell him “no” because I easily recognized the glint in his eyes.He wanted me.But did he think that I would fall so easily to my knees?He had manipulated me so skillfully back then and I was the foolish one, trusted someone even Satan wouldn’t trust.Shame filled me, heating up my skin and I watched in the reflection as my pale cheeks colored.Fabiano’s hands trailed down my sunken stomach, over the vertical scar before he began to pull down the zipper of my jeans, the metallic sound flitted through the air.The color that had filled my cheeks seconds ago drained, leaving me ghastly pale.Without thinking, my hand landed on his, stopping him from pulling down the zipper completely. Chilly dread settled over me when he raised those steely orbs at me, arching an inky brow thro

Chapter 77

ARIAIf I didn’t obey him, he’d hurt my sister.Turning around and facing him, I moved towards him—just a few steps because he was standing not so far from me.“Undress me.”There was challenge in his eyes. The mockery. The taunt. The unspoken words.Both of us knew who had the upper hand here. He was the one controlling all the strings here. He knew my weakness and he used it, unashamedly.He was doing this to teach me a lesson I kept forgetting.I was no one.He was everything and everyone.I was the puppet. I was meant to obey.He was my master. His words were orders.I wanted to scream. I wanted to protest. I wanted to. I swore I did want to but…I could never pick myself over my sister.Fabiano didn’t lie. He did what he said. If he acted on his threat, I would lose my sister and without her, I would turn to ashes.I couldn’t take my frustration out on him. But I yanked his shirt apart, not bothering to unbutton the buttons one by one, letting them fly around and tumble to the gr

Chapter 78

ARIA(TRIGGER WARNING: The content below contains self-harm, mentions of sex trafficking, severe sexual abuse, death of an infant.)Three.Three.One. Two. Three.Three red vertical lines.Three.Three times I was assaulted.Three times I was broken.Three times parts of me were stolen.Three times I was left alone, a wrecked mess.Drip. Drip. Drip.Three drops.I dragged my gaze from the crimson lines and looked at the dark drops contrasting sharply against the white marble basin.I turned the tap on, watching as water streamed over the drops, fading the dark color into a light pink before it was washed away completely.More drops dripped into the running water, only to be carried away into the drain.Pain spiraled all the way over my arm, but it didn’t hurt me like it should’ve. It was…addicting. It was something I knew I could get used to. The high, the rush, the feeling.I looked down at the scissors covered in blood sitting on the cupboard before running my forefinger over the cu

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