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°Mercy P.O.V°

I stepped out of from his cave as fast as I could with the petrified face. I  lowered my eyes on the floor in embracement with a dead face.

I raised my head when Hannah greeted me with a wide grin. But I hardly passed tighten lips to her, left her in confusion.

I exhorted to share with her as we had been shared our personal things no matter if it was serious or hilarious.

The line appeared between her brows and gestured with her head in an asking manner. But it seems today my mind and body were stiffening at a place.

While she was walking at my side, I made my way towards my cabin sticking my eyes on the floor before she showers any interrogation. She kept taking my name from behind and with numb mind, I ignored her completely.

'I'm sorry Hany,' The only word spelled out by my conscience. It hurt me a lot by avoiding her. I was sure, she also hurt by my activity because this was the first time I had behaved.

My chest felt high pang when reminded about what had occurred  in that room. I kept walking and walking with stiffened legs until my cabin visible across my eyesight, rubbed my sweats through my both palms. I end up before the door and without thinking compels the knob in one attempt and slammed the door cause to thunder sound after properly entered into the room. Leaning my head against the door with closed eyes, knowing that nothing would change after opening my eyes.

'Why? why every time  he harasses me? Why he does treats me like his mistress?'

With a heaving heart, I slipped down on the floor against the wooden door, setting my bump on the cold floor and squeezed my knees towards my bosom. I mumbled while tasting my salty tears. "He wants my body for his cheap pleasure. How someone is so tawdry?" I clenched my fists to calm myself, squeezing the shut eyes and his devil smiling image across my eyesight.

My chest rose and fell with rapid breath. I jerkily opened my watery eyes and withdrew a sharp breath while wiping the remain strained tears. 

'I can't tolerate this anymore.'

I need some fresh air.

I need a hot bath.

I need peace man!

As I entered the washroom, the only reflection of my face at the mirror, clearly showing the terror in puffy and watery eyes, I touched where his dirty fingers had on, to my pale face then trailing to dry lips. I shook my head and let flowing the water from the tap. I forwarded my both joined palms under the water. At least hoping that the pure water washed his impure touch.

I splashed full of palm water.

First splashed,

He touched my lips with a smirking face.

I shook my head, denying to accept the truth.

Second splashed,

He caressed my collarbone sending the disgusting spark.

I spread out my eyes to stop the thing which was reversing into my mind. Eventually, the third splashed helped me to compose myself. I ensconced on the floor, locked arms around my enclosed legs. I couldn't fight against him as he was a mafia. If I would then the consequence wouldn't be better.  Every bad deed passed through his door. He would kill my family at anytime. This beast wouldn't even mercy on my small baby. He killed thousands of kids as I read in newspaper. How beast he was! How ruthless he was!

I pressed my quivering lips on thinking of his every single threatened word.

Flashback:

I twirled the knob two or three times, but seems like today almighty was not with me. Oh god, help me please. If I would a success in escaping. I promise I would lighten three candles in the church. "No use of it, little kitten." An irritated voice drags me out of my imaginary trance, sending shuddered through my spines.

I know, what he was announcing that was accurate, but though I tried to unlock the door. "I told you," His heavy voice taunting me on being failed. I slipped my lower lip through teeth. Why didn't he leave me alone? He could get any beautiful girl on his one snap, then why me? The already married woman.

I let down my head stood at the corner compressing my emotions and tasting my salty tears. What should I do anything else, should I fight with him? I know I couldn't he had much power would finish my family.

'Mercy one wrong move will destroy you and your family. '

My heart beats were thumping as the silence grew deeper and deeper. I bit my inner flesh cheek and gulping saliva to ease my knot. My eyes snapped at where he was drumming his finger on the table, causing annoy voice, a bit looked like waiting for my response or reaction.

He starred at me top to bottom then bottom to top with that disgust silver eyes. I shivered under his gazing.

He opened the beside the drawer and grabbed the brown rectangle box out. He opened the lid of the box with his both big hands. He threw the packet at me, which I douched that almost falling on the floor. "Open it," First thing came into my mind, what was it? God, why this much of questions stuffed into my brain? Eagerly, I obeyed his command as I didn't have any option. I unwrapped the packet with unknown and question mark on my face. 

My jaw dropped seeing the thing on my hand. "Go and wear," I couldn't believe this man was so sleazy. How dared he thinks that I was going to wear such a slutty and shitty piece of cloth. By the way, what should be expected from him. He was a dictionary of lust. My eyes burned in his giving command. I held tight the cloth and gulped the hot saliva, pressing my lips together. I shook my head.

I gazed at the piece of cloth. It was short, too short. Probably Autumn's long frock size. In fact, Autumn had better than this shit.

"Are you going to stand a whole day and trancing about our make out ?" He whispered against my earlobe, almost his wet lips were brushing. A sudden shivered pass down through my spines. I clenched my fists on alcohol bad smell hit my nostril and squeezed the shut eyes while his liquor smell became too strong, I bit the lower lip to control my tears, which was spamming on the cheeks.

Please, god, help me. Please, he will tear my cloth at any second. What if he kills me after rape?Rape? Will he rape at me? What if he will use my baby doll girl after my death? What will he do with my daughter? What if he will sell her to dirty hand? My mind is going to blast. Oh god!!!

I was still hoping for a miracle, but I already told almighty wasn't with me. I struggled in his arms but didn't let me. He cupped my both hands and touched my lips with a smirking face. His lusty eyes glared at my lips like any second it would be squeezed by him. The tear drops rolled down through my eyes to chin on the thought. I shook my head. Nothing, absolutely nothing would happen. I would fight back. Yes mercy come'on   with stammered and quivered lips finally I retorted him. "Le-Leave me Me...me..Mr. Alfanso, my only husband has rights on me and my body."

I inhaled a relive breath releasing from his dirty and lusty grip. I really was feeling better. Mercy you had done very well job, proud on you, mentally patted on the shoulder.

As I lifted my face and straight to him. His eyes burned in furious; the nerves popped out on his closed fist. Before I think something, he pushed me against the wall, crushing my back, badly, too badly. I hissed in pain and cried out loud but though was pressing me like a pillow. He twisted me around, facing my back to him. He locked my both hands back. I pursued my lips together  and the tears continuously doing its work.

He carried fistful hair and exposed my neck as he could, my hissing sound echoed in the room. "Ahhhhhh..." All could I say that. My throat chocked on extreme pain. He placed his lips against my ear and whispered "MRS LAVISH, SOON TO BE MRS ALFANSO." And everything was circling around me, and my ears were only reversing the words. My legs weakened would fall at anytime. The pain faded away like a girl in a comma who only listened the word but not moving an inch. He sucked my rambling tears and whispered "Soon you will be in a hell."

Lastly, he caressed my backbone sending the disgust spark. But my mind stopped functioning on his words rather than his touch.

Ohh god what will he do with David?

   I have question, literally you can say that ask for suggestion or advice.

1) What changes should I do in chapter?

2) Does this story cliff-hanger to you?

3) Which thing should be improved?

4)Does my writing style imagine the character situation?

5) Does it look like real or anything else?

(negative criticism allowed) *laugh*

I hate Sebastian, what do you think guys, you too?

Whose next point of view do you want? David or Sebastian or Mercy or Hannah?