perfect disaster - Raya Arona (classic romance novels txt) 📗

me again

" oh Camilla , don't ruin my masterpiece " I can see his effect on her, who's that man anyway with that influence.

he only looked at his bodyguard and nodded, and the man released me. I sank to the dirty floor on my knees like a slave ...

his slave

he kneeled watching me."hi sugar"

his hand tightens on my wrist. I struggle against him; I'm dead now that he's got me. I know this, so I fight. I kick and claw at him with my free hand, i

"Oh my, I like her "

his eyes darken, and that's the only warning I get before his hand slams into my face. The world tilts as black stars explode behind my eyes, followed by pain. I feel pain, trying to remain upright, remain conscious.

A hard hand grasps me under my chin, forcing me to stare into icy eyes. "Now we do things my way."

The man drags me out, My head is reeling from his blow, and it's hard for me to focus. my struggles are futile. He's so much stronger than me, this man, and I don't know what to do. I jerk at his grip a few times as he drags me outside

is a long hall full of rooms and noises, noises of girls are screaming some on pain some with delight, the way was naked girls on walls and floors, these girls have accompanied with same naked men

different scenarios run through my mind, each one more horrifying than the next. I know there's such a thing as human trafficking. It happens all the time, especially to women from poorer countries ..like me. Is that the fate that I wait? Am I going to end up in a brothel somewhere, drugged out of my mind and used by ... men?

I don't know where we're going.

I don't know why I've been taken.

all I know is I want to get the hell out of here,

I hold back hysteria with effort. I don't want to start screaming, every horrifying story I've seen on the news running through my mind.

there's door behind the door it looks as if it leads to other rooms. one of the doors open,it was dark but with the fading light I can notice a bed in the back, and I'm suddenly terrified of what that means. The man tosses me down into that bed

he approached me with a smug smile on his filthy face

"You think I'm paying a quarter for you and I'm going to let you just go like that without getting what I want "

his handhold tightly my arm while the other trail on my arm up scanning every inch of my body as he pulled me closer gluing my body to him and start sniffing my hair

every touch come into contact with my body make me feel more sick, loath and almost vomit, all I want to do is to scratch my skin with my nails til its raw

"oh my sugar "

once his hand rested and move further to squeeze my butt I can't help cooling the boiling blood in my veins, don't know how to react to that. My heart is hammering in my throat, and I feel sick with fear.

In an instant, his hand is wrapped around my throat. squeezing the life out of me, the threat is there. I can feel the violence within him, and I'm terrified.

"Tell me, if I threw you down on the floor and f**ked you, how that would feel"

I gasp and jerk backward, shocked. "You know how I like my girls"

he leans his face closer to mine, he smells so stink and sweaty, I fight the desire to close my eyes and not look at his yellowish red eyes as I can't move my head under his stoned grasp

"Broken"

I can't hold that anymore, fuck sanity, hell to manners, with all my power I spit in his face, he didn't wait to waste his time and fire his punches on my face. before he squeezes my face with his big dirty hand

"Maybe you are ready for other things to go in your mouth"

and the door open, and the women of before showed up again,"Christ, Frank, I thought we weren't supposed to f**king hurt her. we can't sell her. She looks like shit"

so his name is Frank

"Nah, We were having fun, aren't we?"

he looks over at me. "go to hell" I say, my voice trembling. And I flinch backward in anticipation of someone attacking me. but he only regards me with the same cold, shuttered expression before he gives her glance to leave the room

The band on my wrist tightens, becomes bruising, and I collapse back in my seat, I gave up I can't be untied my hands the rope too tied

a hand comes around my mouth while other cinches around my waist. Tightly. Heavy breathing in my ear.

"Um, I'll f**k that masterpiece bare, and we will have fun"

Trying my best to keep calm, I shake my head quickly, and he laughs at the side of my face. He smells bad. Really bad.

He says, "You're not going to fight. You're going to be a good girl, aren't ya?"

Closing my eyes, I nod. But as he pulls me down pressing my face on the sheets with his big hand, I begin to cry. The tears fall down my face while my body shakes, trembling in fear. I can't help it.

This is a big man. A man I could never take on by myself. Knowing this, I cry harder. I cringe in disgust when his warm wet tongue licks the side of my face, very slowly.

"Oh, shush. you will like, you will beg me to fuck you harder. I promise."

I don't like shit, you twisted f**k!

My body quaking, I shut my eyes and feel his free hand try to tug my pants down, but he can't the button was pinned on the bed and he can't reach it with his fat hands

I felt the rope lose before he barks, "Undo the pants. Now." I shake my head before my hair is tugged, hard. I cry out in

pain. "Do it bitch" My shaking hands work slowly, buying time, but he didn't by it,  forcefully he Yanks my pants down

His fingers work their way into the juncture between my thighs and he rubs my mound through my pants, making me cry out loudly. His erection pressed into my ass cheek, and I cringe so hard my body shudders.

I'm disgusted. This is disgusting.

Tightening his arm around my neck, he hisses, "Shut your mouth and doesn't make a f**king sound."

His smell all around me, crying as hard as I am, I gag. His hand leaves my most intimate place, comes up under my shirt, and squeezes my breast as if I were a toy and not human at all

"Oh, man. You're a pretty one." He then slips his hand down the back of my panties, squeezes my ass cheeks hard, and my body jerks with every

I screamed help again loud, muffled sob. I can almost feel my heart shatter, I want to die

Hazily I heard the door explode and suddenly the weight disappeared from above, but I too tired to be aware of anything all I can do is watch with blur eye

Mr. Stainy or frank or whatever his name is was face-slammed to the wall by an equally tall man.

 

It's him.

chapter 12 ...Whore / Paragon Of Virtue

 It's him.

 

He holds onto his neck and throws his head down while he brings up his knee. He does this again and again

for the first time in my life I was happy by seeing someone gets hurt, he deserves it and I don't want Fox to stop, and he didn't

he continues his wordless assault. He throws my attacker on the ground and smash his face with his punches and kicks him in the ribs as if he were kicking a football. He does this a few more times before his eyes find me.

Breathing heavily, he stops and comes towards me, He's almost next to me when I whisper shakily

"Please, Don't come any closer."

I try to scramble backward and cry out in pain. I don't want him to see me like that naked, beaten, and hold me under his pity.

still can't see his face it's dark, but I hear a zipper come down and I whimper out loud.

Choking through tears, I beg, "Please, don't"

Not saying a word, he comes towards me. Trembling, I shut my eyes tight and plead on a whisper, "Please."

His strong arms come under mine and he lifts me to a standing position. He pulls something warm over my shoulders and its then that I realize the zipper I heard was actually his jacket, not his pants.

Burying my face into his chest, he wraps his arm around me while I sob noisily. His body bends and he reaches down. My pants come up my legs and he holds them in place

the doors burst open again with noise and men in masks holding guns screaming , Fox pull me closer to him leave no space or chance to be away from him again, all I can do is hide so I do , I dig my face into his broad stone chest, hearing his heart beating wildly more like him.

save 

I can feel it overwhelming, diving in my heart like a light killing the dark the fear  

I know is shouldn't feel like that, I feel so stupid so ashamed to feel that I'm saving between this man arms, but the truth is I'm safe

other men join the bodyguards their face was covered with bandanas just like Fox .. that his team.

The man holds me to him, walking me out leaving Mr.stainy on the floor; I secretly hope he's dead

I don't care where Fox take me but all I care is I'm saving from him, and for an unknown reason, I'm happy that he has no hand with Mr.stainy or Frank gang

the car stopped, and he gets out the car walking to my side and open the door without looking at me he tugs my hand around his neck and carries me to his place

He closes the door behind us, flips on the light switch, and walks me down the short hall to my room, still not looking at me, I see the muscles on his sharp jaw tensed, I know he is angry , but I wasn't wrong by thinking to run away from him he is my kidnapper after all

Walking me to my bed, he sits me down, then walks out my bedroom door. Not thirty seconds pass when I hear the shower start, then he's back in my room.

He doesn't even look at me, just goes through the drawers, pulling out items of clothing for me.the way he's acting right now, I would put my head down and walk the other way. And pray to God that he doesn't see me, because a man looking like this while being pissed off is surely not a good thing I

don't know what else I do, so I stare 

with a muscular body and olive skin before me like a shield. His dark brown hair is thick and dark like the night without moon, He wears dark blue jeans that encase his long and powerful legs, a white tee that covers his broad chest and