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"Push yourself, because no one else is going to do it for you."

Monica POV

I've underestimated the cold of the cell the first night, but after that, my body became accustomed to it, like a second skin. The frigid air has started to grow on me, the more I tried to fight it, the colder I felt. So, I took it all in, embracing the feeling of failure.

I honestly don't know how long I have been here. Mitch has me blindfolded, tied to a table and apparently, I have sort of IV drip in my arm, I remember the needle entering my skin, but not the IV. That night the needle burned my skin up to the point that the pain became numb.

Reaching William was hard, but what else could I do? I can't allow Mitch to get Lily and do to her what he has done to me. All I could do was breathe, deeply, and slowly wishing the pain away. I had not forgotten what he did to me, I will never forget. It took the last bit of will power I had left to tell him to tell Alexander that I love him, but I needed to say it.

The pain throbbed between my thighs and the sharp pain in my stomach felt like someone was cutting into my organs with a knife.

I closed my eyes as I tried to erase the memories out of my mind, that first night was more than hell. But still, the memory played in my mind again.

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*flashback*

"I'm p-pregnant?" I choked out, the blood dripping from my thighs to the hard, wooden floor.

"Not anymore," Mitch said, with the biggest smirk on his face. "We can't allow the royal line to continue, now can we?" he spat out.

Mitch closed the door behind him, locking me in the cell. The only light came through a single pane window, it was old and rust could clearly be seen. The silver bars were spaced unevenly, making it impossible to touch.

"She's gone." Ella sobbed, her voice was soft and full of heartache.

"Who?" I choked out. I knew what she meant, but still, I hoped I was wrong.

"Our daughter," she whispered, cutting off all connection with me.

I felt the anger building up within me, like a firestarter it grew until I couldn't control it anymore. I clenched my fists as I tried to focus on healing, but it just took too long and I got impatient. There was a fire burning inside of me, and I had every intention to stoke it up.

The truth is the fear of losing this pup is what fueled my rage, the hot burning anger was burning me from inside, and I needed an output.

With my eyes closed, I focused on the fire within me, hoping that I would be able to do this. The second I opened my eyes, the fire caught life around me.

At first, the flames were gentle and playful, until it turned into a flickering shower of sparks. Shining in all its glory around my body, dancing in the darkness of the cell. Taking another deep breath, I focused on the flames around me, hoping not to fry myself in the process.

With each movement towards the cell door, I noticed the fire moving with me, like a glove it hugged my body, never burning me, but everything it touched disappeared.

Lifting my hand, I startled as a ball of fire exploded towards the door, the flames rolling outwards, as the ball of fire traveled and took life against the door, leaping in excitement. I watched the fire burn the door to shreds, stepping through the fire I began my search for him.

They must have been daft or just plain arrogant, there was not a guard in sight, they were a hell sure of themselves.

A few minutes later I found my once father and mother tied to a wall in the room I assumed to be the lounge. There was not a lot of furniture, just an old, worn-out couch that desperately needed an extreme makeover.

"Where the hell is that fucken bastard." I roared out as spat my words at them. The loud growl that left my body startled both of them awake.

They looked at me like I was the monster in the room. But as a matter of fact, they are.

"Looking for me?" he said from behind me.

"You, you son of a b!tch. Do you have any fucken idea what you have done? What you have taken away from me!" I roared out once again at that moment I felt like a wildfire, waiting to lose control.

The sick bastard just started to laugh at me, and his stupid laugh sounded like that of a dying cactus. That was the end, the breaking point of my built-up anger.

I was so blinded by my anger that I did not see the new face standing inches away from Mitch, the needle hit my neck before I could even reach. The bastard shot me in my neck. I could feel the fire drain from me like somehow they just contained the raging fire within me.

"It's not going to be that easy. You've taken my fire, but there is more to me than just that." I choked out.

I bolted towards Mitch, he didn't even see me coming as my fist collided with his smirking jaw, blood pooled from his jaw as I dug in for the next move, my leg collided with his head as I fought with all of the strength I had left. I lifted my fist to hit him again, that's when he grabbed my elbow and twisted my arm, pulling my back into his chest. He pressed his lower parts against my back and I could feel his hard member against my body.

My breathing started to pick up as I tried to fight my way out of his hold. By the moon goddess, I caught a break and once I felt his arms relax around me I hit him in the stomach with my elbow, at full force. I quickly turned around and banged him against his head, with my own for that matter. I felt a little dizzy from the impact but I didn't have time to dwell on that.

In matters of seconds a few of his men were holding me down, the fucken coward could not even take me without having someone helping him.

They tied me down onto a cold metal table, I couldn't move, all I felt was the sharp needle pressing through my skin, burning like hell.

I whimpered from the coldness of the room, but I didn't expect the next near-death feeling that crept in my heart as the men started to undress me. Not that you can call it to undress if they take a knife to cut your clothes off you.

"No, don't you dare," I shouted at them, fear was something I never wanted to show, to anyone. but here I cam, begging. Ella was long gone, the drugs took her away from me, whatever they gave me suppressed Ella. Leaving me alone to deal with all of this.

"Oh, boos will be expecting you, ready for him. We don't touch what is his." the one said as he left the cell.

"Fuck you!" I shouted at the man as he closed the door. 

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Here I am, still in that room, tied down. Mitch has forced himself on me more times than I can count on six hands. He was never-ending, over and over again, and again, it didn't matter how much I cried, begged, or pleaded. He never left without shooting his DNA inside me, only to return for more.

It does not matter, even if life, Alexander will no longer want me. I am used and second goods.

Mitch told me his entire plan, he was so confident in himself, little did he know that I was awake during his confession to a not so sleeping me.

My eyes burned, but not from the tears that were leaking from them. Even though I couldn't see anything, I could feel my consciousness starting to slip, dragging me down to the darkness within my soul. I followed the darkness within me, all I could hear was the slow beats of my heart, echoing in my ears as it faded into nothingness.

Once again I found myself in a dark place, the numb feeling in my chest was enough to make me shiver in fear.

"Mummy?" Someone said, I looked to the voice of a little girl standing in front of me, blocking a door, a ray of light shined from behind her, the brightness drawing me in. I need to be there, away from the darkness, away from the pain.

"You need to go back, mum," she said. Her black hair was almost darker than the room, it was tied up in two pigtails on the side of her head, she had on a fluffy red jacket. 

Her bright blue eyes, looked just like, Alexander's?

I felt a shiver run through my body as I put my hand on my stomach. My arms folding over each other as I hugged myself.

Shit, I am going crazy, what kind of shit are they pumping into me?

"I'm real, mum, but you need to return to where you came from," she whispered again, her voice like that of a little angel.

With each step, I slowly gave forward, she gave one in return towards me.

The moment we were inches apart I fell to my knees as I took her in. She is what I lost, isn't she? She is the little pup that grew in me, only to be killed. Tears were pouring out of my eyes, causing the cut on my cheek to burn from the salty water.

"A-are you-"

"Yes," she said smiling at me. Her little face beamed with happiness. She lifted her little hands to cup my face, tracing every scar with her thumb.

"You have to go back, mum. For daddy," she said again.

Oh, my angel, you are so brave, so wise and so beautiful... but. "I can't," I whispered. "I want to stay, with you."

"What about daddy?" she smiled as tears started to creep in on her eyes. "He needs you, mummy, he needs you, more than I do. I'm safe here. I promise."

The moment her tears fell from her eyes I couldn't help sobbing, with her, with my daughter as I pulled her towards me, I held her little body against mine. She was cold, like ice, but I don't care, I just wanted to hold her.

"You are so brave," I whispered to her as I kissed her forehead. "I love you, so much. It hurts baby. I'm sorry." I said again as I took a piece of her black hair and tucked it behind her ears.

"Xerxes tried mummy, he really did try." She said smiling. "Tell him, thank you. I will never forget him, and I hope he will always know that I love him." I looked at her with confusion, what is she talking about?

"Go, now mummy. I can only hold them off for so long before they come for you." She turned around as she walked away from me.

"Wait," I shouted as I stood up looking at her. There was no use in trying to control the tears anymore, they had a life of their own.

"W-what is your name?"

"Alea." She said, proudly.

"I love you, Alea. I will always love you, I will always remember you. I will always be your mom and I will never ever stop thinking about you. Thank you, for saving me. Thank you, for this moment."

"I love you too, mummy," she said. The frantic sobs left my body when she stepped into the light, closing the door behind her.

Let me show you what I imagine Alea to look like... oh my heart... this was too much

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