Alya's pov~
Night had fallen and almost everyone had gone to bed. The house was silent and peaceful.
I lazily climbed on the bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, my eyes closed and was already half asleep
Burrowing deeper under my cover, I sighed in contentment as my muscles started relax and sleep took over my body and mind.
I was bent over his desk, my dress pulled
up to my hips so that my ass was completely bare to him. I was never allowed to wear panties.
He said it was for easy access.
He said he wanted to be able to take me
whenever or where ver he wanted. And if I disobeyed, I would be severely punished.
I had learned in the most painful way that I shouldn't go against him.
I felt his rough, cold hand running over my bare cheeks. And then a hard slap fell on one side, so hard that I flinched and tears quickly built up in my eyes.
A second slap fell on the other side. Just
as hard.
I love your ass like this. All red from my
palm. So beautiful, " he murmured huskily in my ears.
I didn't say anything. I didn't move. I wasn't allowed to do either.
I heard him unzipping his slacks from
behind me. I sucked in a deep breath as fear coursed through my body. I knew what was coming next.
He nestled himself between my thighs and when I felt his tip at my entrance, I shuddered in disgust. In panic. Pain. In absolute crippling fear.
I closed my eyes, my tears silently flowing down my cheeks. I bit down on the inside of my cheek to keep myself from crying out in pain when he slammed into me, burying himself to the hilt.
My inside was burning. It felt like I was
being cut open from the inside.
His groans of pleasure filled my ears as
was stripped of my purity and dignity. Over and over again. Every single day.
He fucked me. Mercilessly. Painfully
Ruthlessly.
And all the while, two of his men were
watching.
I heard their groans of pleasure too.
Opening my eyes, I saw that they were rubbing themselves, their eyes filled with lust as they stared at me.
I couldn't take it anymore. Humiliated in the worst way possible, I closed my eyes again and sank deeper into the darkness.
Alberto came with a groan and he slipped
out of my body. I felt his come run down my thighs but stayed still as I waited for his next order.
My fiancée is so beautiful, isn't she ?"
Alberto said.
"Fuck yeah, boss. Sexiest woman I have
ever seen, "one of the men replied.
"Yeah, boss. I gotta agree. You got yourself one pretty lady, " the other man added.
Hmm."Alberto hummed while running his
palm over my ass. His fingers dug into my skin and I winced.
I share, you know," he said.
My eyes snapped open and my heart
dropped to the bottom of my stomach.
No. No. Please God. No.
"Do you want to fuck her?" he asked, his
voice cold as always.
No. No. Please. Say no. Please.
"Yeah, but only if you allow us, " one of the men said.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Come here, then. "I felt Alberto move away and I saw the two men standing up, walking toward me, their eyes filled with lust and hunger.
They walked around the table and out of
my vision. I felt them standing behind me and Alberto came to stand in front of me.
He grabbed my chin and pulled my head upward so that I was looking into his eyes.
"You will keep your eyes on me as they
fuck you. And you will take it like a good girl, " he hissed in my face. His nails bit into my chin and I winced.
Leaving my chin, he grabbed both of my
arms and pulled them forward, holding me still. My heart cracked open in a million pieces when I felt one of them at my entrance.
My whole body was shaking violently and quickly went numb. The first man slammed into me. Over and over again.
He came with a roar. And then the second man took his turn.
With each thrust, I lost a piece of myself.
With each groan, I lost the pieces of my shattered heart.
With each moan, I lost a piece of my soul
I no longer felt anything. I was just an
empty shelI. It felt like there was a big hole in my chest and my stomach twisted painfully when the man finished inside of me.
My throat closed up and before I could stop myself, vomited on the table.
Alberto laughed and then pulled out his gun and pointed it behind me. Closing my eyes, let my head fall on the table, my body broken, ravaged and limp. I silently begged for mercy.
I heard two gunshots.
My eyes srnapped open and I saw blood.
They were dead.
I screamed.
My screams filled my ears as I sobbed. My cries were filled with pain and fear.
Please. No more. I can't take it. No more.
Please.
I woke up crying and shaking. My ears were still ringing from the screams in my nightmare.
I couldn't breathe. The pressure in my heart was painful. I gasped and then sucked in a deep breath, but choked instead.
My body shook violently and I gagged
several times. My night dress was soaked with my sweat. My skin was itching.
It felt like thousands of ants were moving underneath them. I scratched and scratched. But I saw blood. I was covered in blood.
No. No. No.
Grabbing my head, I pulled at my hair. My scalp hurt and burned. My vision blurred with tears and dizziness filled me.
I was burning.
I was dying.
My heart was beating so hard in my chest that my rib cage was hurting. My stomach churned as my legs spasmed.
Pushing the comforter away with shaky
hands, I stumbled out of bed and fell on the ground. My legs couldn't hold me.
I looked at my hands and saw they were clean. No blood.
Gasping, I shook my head and closed my
eyes.I gritted my teeth as a searing pain went through my skull.
My breathing was coming out in hard pants and my chest was squeezed so tightly I couldn't take in a breath.
Opening my eyes, I looked down at my hands to see blood again.
Blood. Their blood.
I rubbed my hands over my dress, trying to get rid of it. I dry heaved, my body bending forward painfully. Snot ran down my face and tears were streaming down my cheeks as I cried, falling down on the floor.
I wanted to die. I couldn't take it anymore.
The pain.
I couldn't live with it anymore.
I wanted peace.
I needed peace.
Please, I begged. To whoever was
listening. I begged. Please.
I didn't know what came over me, but I
started crawling toward my door.
My harsh gasps filled the room, and through blurry vision, I made it to the door. I pulled myself upward and opened it.
Swallowing hard, I stumbled outside and fell down. My legs wouldn't hold me up.
I dragged myself to the bedroom down the hall.
My sniffles filled the hallway and tears
continuously ran down my cheeks.
Peace.
Just for one moment.
I needed it.
I needed to breathe.
When I reached the door that I wanted,I
slumped against it. My heart clenched tight.
I wheezed, my lungs fighting against the air I was taking.I choked on my breath as I tried to stand up. Holding onto the door, I dragged myself up and collapsed against it.
"Alessio," I whispered, my eyes rolling back in my head as I started to lose consciousness.
Peace.
Alessio brought peace.
And I needed it.
My hand slapped against the door. I could barely move my hands but I tried.
Just when I was about to give up and fall
down, letting my impending death take over my body, the door opened and I fell forward.
Right into his arms.
Peace.
Clenching his shirt in my fist, I cried.
"Make..it..stop. Please. I can't..take..it."
I sobbed.
"Make it stop."
******
Alberto is really a devil himself 😤😡💔
How can he do that to her 😫😫😭😭💔