Chapter-101
Author's POV
The metal door opened with a creaking sound, alerting the person inside about the presence of certain someone.
In all his glory, he walked inside the basement along with his men.
His green eyes sized him up and down, and a sly smirk formed on his lips looking at the dark circles under his eyes.
He didn't sleep all night.
If only he knew it was so easy to break the mighty Chase! He wouldn't have racked his brain to knit a careful plan to take him down. He thought to announce war against him but the rumours of his mad love for his girlfriend gave him an upper hand in capturing him, easily.
He even extended his power all over the countries.
Shaking his head, he walked towards the chair and sat, looking straight at him.
Chase slowly lifted his eyes, when he heard of the shuffling sound of something.
" I hope you didn't sleep well" Donovan threw a nasty comment, snickering evilly at Chase.
He was all worked up. But he remained silent. He wanted to ask him a favour.
He never thought he would beg Donovan for something.
Well, life.... has its plan.
Expect the unexpected.
" Tell me Chase...how long did you capture her in your mansion?" Donovan asked, his eyes betraying nothing. His voice was calm as the sea.
Chase knitted his brows.
Why does he need that?
" How does it concern you?" Chase said, his voice gruff. His throat was burning because of the lack of water.
Donovan smirked looking at Felix, who understood the meaning behind his smirk and passed him the whip.
It wasn't surprising.
He whipped many of his traitors too.
" Tell me...if you want to know about her," he said, coldly.
He knew he hit the target. Chase never knew he had this soft corner in his heart.
" Two months" Chase said.
A victorious smirk played on his lips.
He did the calculation in his mind.
Two months...sixty days...so he must've seen her three months ago.
" Whip him, Felix....for every day she spent with him, he should bleed!" Donovan spat, angrily.
Chase wasn't afraid of the whips. He was waiting for this to happen. He knew it was bound to happen. He didn't bring him here to serve him.
Felix raised the whip and flogged him across the back, but Chase didn't even hiss. He was mentally prepared for it.
The sound of whips, followed by the gripping sounds of a chain, echoed in the room.
Donovan wanted to hear his screams. And he knew how to make him scream.
" You love her? Do you love her?" Donovan asked, rising to his feet. Chase pulled on the chains, clenching his jaws. He was bleeding from the whips now.
" Three months... four months.. from how many months??" Donovan asked, mockery laced his tone, he looked mad. His eyes turned to a darker shade.
Chase only scoffed not answering him which infuriated him. He raised his hands and Felix stopped whipping him. Donovan gripped his jaw in a steel-like grip and gritted his teeth,
" Three and a half years...three and a half fucking years..." he hissed menacingly on his face, making him knit his brows in confusion.
" 22nd July 2019..." he said, forcing him to look at his ring finger.
All he saw was a tattoo on his ring finger. 22.7
After a brief minute, he left his jaw and, stepped back.
" I saw her in Italy...in an Art Fair...." Donovan said, his voice reduced octaves, yet sounding deep.
Chase looked at him, bewildered.
" For three and a half fucking years..." he raised his eyes to meet with his blue ones, who were looking at him in amusement.
Donovan looked no less than an insane man. He looked like a mad, just escaped from an asylum.
" I've been in love with her and I still..." he gritted his teeth, holding his neck, choking the life out of his windpipe. Chase didn't budge. " I still love her...and I always will" Donovan squeezed his neck hard, before leaving him.
Chase breathed in heavily to soothe his burning lungs.
It wasn't just his lungs that were burning, it was his heart too.
The new information burned him like anything. He wasn't just his archenemy, he was his love rival too.
" She belongs to me, Chase fucker Griffin...she is mine and only mine!" He said, each word laced with possessiveness. His eyes glittered with madness. And something else that Chase purposefully ignored.
Love.
Chase remained silent for a brief minute before laughing at him like a mad.
His mad laughs echoed in the silent halls. Donovan watched him in pure disgust.
" I must remind you...that she is engaged to Chase Hunter Griffin!" Chase said, his voice laced with mockery. A proud smirk etched on his face as he looked at, now fuming Donovan. " you saw her three years ago and I saw her seven months ago. And, who owns her now? She is mine... fucking mine!" Chase said, irking his anger even more.
A loud roar erupted from his lips as he attacked Chase like he was his prey. He punched him again and again until he was bleeding.
" You fucking son of a RAPIST!!" Donovan growled, punching him in the stomach, Chase coughed blood.
" Scream all you want! It doesn't change the fact that she said Yes when I asked her to marry m--" Donovan slapped him hard across his face twice yet Chase was smirking, proudly.
Blood dripped out of his nose and lips, bruises adorned his face. But still, he was smirking.
" You forced her..." Donovan came here intending to hurt him but it was backfiring now.
Whatever Chase was saying, it set his anger on fire.
Chase looked at Donovan through bloody lashes, his smirk never faded from his face.
" We all did..Donovan... willingly or unwillingly... knowingly or unknowingly...we forced one or the other person" Chase said, chuckling at his hard expression.
Donovan was infuriated. He dashed towards the wooden table and grabbed the scalpel. His bandage was covered with the blood now, their blood.
The cuts re-opened when he applied pressure on his right palm.
In one swift stride, he was in front of Chase. He held the sharp scalpel and walked towards his bleeding back.
Chase inhaled sharply. As strong as he was, it was hurting him. He was bleeding a lot, and his cheeks, especially were hurting a lot.
It wasn't just the punches, it was the big rings on his fingers. It hurt badly when he punched him on the same spot, again and again.
Yet, he didn't scream in pain.
He will die that's for sure. But he will not give him the satisfaction of hearing his painful cries.
Donovan looked at his bloodied back and a sense of satisfaction rushed through his veins.
He was hurting him just like his father hurt his family.
He clenched his jaw and placed the scalpel, a little left to his spine. It was bleeding because of the whipping.
Chase clenched his jaws as the cold metal touched his wounded back.
Donovan gently pulled the scalpel back and stood in front of him. An unstoppable sigh, escaped his lips as he didn't cut his wounded back.
He knew how to cut him without using the blade.
Donovan leaned closer, grabbed his neck with his elbow and leaned closer to his ears. Chase tried to wiggle but Donovan's grip was too tight and the chains were restricting his movements.
"I took her virginity..." he whispered, lowly.. making sure only Chase heard it.
Chase wiggled violently as soon as these words left his mouth.
It wasn't just a cut on his wounded body, it was like a stab to his bleeding heart.
"I didn't force her" he leaned back after whispering this. A proud smirk adorned his lips.
Chase fisted his palms around the chain, pulling it violently as anger took over his senses.
He screamed in a maddening loud voice, blood oozed out of his wrists, as he pulled on the shackles angrily.
Donovan smirked seeing his fury. He looked at Felix and he nodded, understanding his assignment.
He stood in front of him and started flogging him, hard. Each time the whip touched his skin, he screamed loudly not because of the whips, but because....his heart was aching.
It wasn't the cry of pain. It was the scream of a heartbreak.
Meanwhile....
Rose looked at the small gate which she hadn't noticed until now. She didn't know there was a small gate behind the mansion. In the backyard precisely.
She looked at the small gate for a while. If Donovan hadn't said that he would let her go, she would have jumped from the gate and run for her dear freedom.
She knew he would let her go in some days and she was waiting patiently. She knew he was anything but a liar.
Shrugging off the unwanted thoughts, she decided to return to her room. Anyway, the clouds were darkening already. It looked like it would rain soon.
She looked at the grey clouds, memories of their love-making night flashed in her mind.
She sighed, turning away from the small gate but her steps came to a screeching halt when she heard a faint growl.
She turned back immediately and started jogging towards the direction of the voice.
The growls and roars became closer and closer as she walked past the gate.
She didn't know why, but she felt the urge to follow that voice. She looked at the worn-out building, she had never seen it before.
Just by the look of worn-out walls, she could make out, it wasn't a pleasant place. On top of it, the screams were louder and clearer, she knew that someone was screaming in pain.
She walked past the door, and the strong smell of mosses welcomed her. She felt chills looking at the dark room. It was scaring her to the core.
She quickly marched towards the direction of the voice. Her heart pounded against her chest as the screams became louder and clear.
She was standing before the iron gate, it looked rusty. Her clogged mind ignored all the red flags as she stood, one step away from the slightly opened metal gate.
She prayed internally for the lord to give her the strength to stop the cruelty that was happening there.
She flinched as she heard a familiar growl.
Chase.....
Chase....
Chase.....
She shook her head multiple times as if she was assuring herself not to believe that it was Chase who was growling.
She peeped in through the slightly ajar space but couldn't see anything.
It wasn't entirely dark. But it was too dim to make out who was inside.
She could hear her heart pounding against her chest. She was so scared.
She thought of barging inside the room but then she was thinking about the consequences.
What if the people inside this room hurt her instead????
What if it is Chase?????
Just when she was contemplating what to do, she felt a strong hand on her shoulder and that was enough for her to let out an ear-piercing scream.
" NOOOOO!" She screamed, without even turning back, she pushed the metal door and ran inside, followed by Alvin.
Everyone in the room looked towards the direction of the scream. Few of them identified the voice. Especially both of them.
She took three to four steps when she saw the bloodied man, chained up to the ceiling. Her feet stuck to the ground, her eyes widened, and her lips parted in disbelief.
Tears brimmed in her eyes as she looked at Chase, who looked at her with enormous emotions dancing in his eyes.
Love and longing dominating the others.
" Noo...." she whispered, when Alvin stood beside her, waiting for his Don's order to stop her. But he didn't say anything.
He looked at her blankly.
She was looking at Chase with teary eyes.
She never thought he would really come to save her.
Although she didn't need him to save her, she never expected this from Chase.
Her lips wobbled as she tried to speak but nothing came out of her lips.
Donovan fisted his bloodied palms as she continued to look at him with teary eyes.
He looked at Felix. A sharp slash fell on his lower abdomen, blood oozed out of the already cut skin.
A painful hiss escaped his lips as he saw Rose quivering badly. She looked like a leaf withering on a winter night.
Her skin turned white, she looked pale.
She breathed out heavily watching the barbaric cruelty bestowed upon Chase.
It hurt her to see him like this.
Wounded.
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So we all know what the tattoo 22.7 means/symbolises.
Rose walked in while Donovan is torturing Chase.
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