Chapter 46

I was stripped naked except for a big worn-out T-shirt and my original underwear that the men had searched for me when I was unconscious. Were they trying to make me feel ashamed or...?

My eyes studied the place I was captured. Aside from the emptiness, the windows were located high on the second level of this building. Rather than a building, it was more like a warehouse. On each side, there were rows of windows side by side, and dim lights that echoed throughout the entire place. I turned my head behind me and noticed two shackles attached to the ceiling.

Isame lay on the cold ground beside me, also in the same get-up except they had tied her hands and feet instead of going full-on out with me. Beside Isame, I could see our clothes thrown onto the floor like a bunch of ragged mops. I was tied to a leather chair that was located right near a table in the middle of the empty room. Both of my hands were tied around the back and my feet were bound to each wooden leg.

Here was one thing that I was uncomfortable with. They wouldn't rape me, would they? The thin material on my skin really penetrated the thought deep in my skull as I gulped at the possibilities. It wasn't like I was scared of losing my innocence, rather, it was their brute force that I've seen in the news before in rape cases.

Of course, the force that they used was applied because they were trying to hold the girl down...

I decided if I were to get raped, I might as well accept it and move on. Only that I was a bit concerned about the after-effects. Really, what was I supposed to do when I was tied to a chair and someone wanted to rape me? Honestly, I couldn't outrun the men without shoes nor could I escape because my hands were so well tied...

I fidgeted with the ropes on my wrists before frowning from the pain that shot through my arms. Yeah, no, escaping was not a possible action. I drew in a long breath and held it. I could threaten them that if they touched me, I would bite my tongue off...

But then they would stuff a sock in my mouth to prevent that.

Not to mention if they didn't have any thoughts to rape me in the first place, me just mentioning that might throw the idea into their minds. Couldn't risk it, couldn't ask it. Even L had at least allowed me to keep my pants and clothes after they had been searched. This get-up was a bit too overwhelming for me.

Or I could just...

"How are you feeling, my dear hostage?"

I heard a sound before snapping my neck towards Hugo's dangling legs on a pile of stone that was stacked up to the height of a drawer. He swung his other leg over the stone before hopping down onto his feet, wiggling his ankles to check for the impact of his landing.

It seemed like he had freshened up, completely wearing a different coloured T-shirt and rolled up sweatpants along with a calmer composure. Smirking, he placed both of his hands on each side of his hips before pacing towards me, stopping in front of my body before leaning down so we met each other at eye level.

"Firstly, I'd like to make my point that I am extremely sensitive to pain," I voiced out before staring warily at the weapons on the desk beside me. Hugo blinked twice before standing upright and chuckling slowly at my answer.

"It sounds like you're used to being kidnapped, Alyona."

My eyes brightened up at his comment.

"Oh, now that you mention it, it does feel like I'm destined to be kidnapped!" I gasped dramatically like the calm damsel in distress I was.

I've been abducted by L, then this, and in the future, I might have to avoid Mello's abduction. Dammit, Hugo was right! Was Sayu some kind of kidnapped magnet?

"Damn, you don't even know!" I blew my cheeks before twisting around on the chair to shift my butt more comfortably. "This is my second time being kidnapped! I swear papa is letting all this happen."

Hugo snickered before taking a long whip from the table and pulling it so that the rubber would shake threateningly in front of me.

"I'm sure you're curious about what I did to your fiance, but I will guarantee that I'm going to go easy on you if you cooperate."

He clenched the base of the whip before tossing it onto the table with a loud clang. What was that whip? It sounded like it was made out of led!

"Please go easy on me," I softened my gaze and puffed out a bit of my cheeks before lowering my gaze onto the ground. "I really can't take the pain."

Hugo's feet shuffled closer before grabbing my chin and lifting it up to meet his black orbs. They were filled with amusement before the grin on his face widened at my submission.

"Of course, Alyona. It also hurts my heart to damage a cute beauty like you," he cooed before rubbing his thumb on my cheeks complimenting on how soft my skin was. Well, I never imagined that the cute facade would successfully seduce him. I blinked innocently and gazed daringly into his eyes.

The twinkle sparkled brighter.

Yep, he was the type that enjoyed a challenge. He liked people being submissive to him. As expected of him being older yet not in line for the heir position. I had guessed that being placed behind his brother would turn him more into a sadist than a normal person. And I was correct.

He was the type to hate anyone who opposed him.

"Now tell me, Alyona," he blew into my face as I tried my best to not make a face. "What is your relationship with Anthony?"

I deliberately tilted my head in confusion.

"Well, papa and his mother had planned to get us both engaged but it isn't finalized?" I said cutely and gazed upwards at him like an obedient puppy. "I thought you already knew?"

"No, it wasn't specified," Hugo let my chin go before murmuring something like he should have broken Anthony's limbs altogether for giving him the wrong information. He paced away from me and stood where the sun was shining easily onto the ground.

"Now tell me, where is the location of Henrik's main base?"

"Oh...I'm sorry," I sighed purposefully before lowering my head without breaking eye contact. "I don't want to endanger him."

I felt Hugo's body stiffen at my words before he scowled, face turning dark.

"Did you know what he did to my father?" Hugo's tongue clicked before staring at me with black hatred swirling inside his eyes. I did not move. And when he saw my silence, his frown deepened.

"Hah, he broke my father's legs! A shot near his lungs that almost killed him!" Hugo screamed towards me as his voice echoed out into the open. His hands clenched into tight fists that shook before he released them, smiling wryly at something that just passed through his head then chuckling darkly.

"He destroyed my dad's future."

"I can't apologize for what papa has done," I closed my eyes before opening them to show him that they were a bit moist. "That is the nature of the Mafia."

"You are still wise no matter what situation you are in, Alyona." Hugo scoffed before staring at me. "Tell me, will Henrik rescue you?"

I shook my head. "I told them to abandon me."

Hugo's eyes softened for a fraction before walking closer towards the table and grabbing the rope hesitantly before smacking it onto the floor. I forced myself to jump in alarm and widen my eyes at the rope before closing my eyes as if to brace for the impact.

"In any other situation, I would applaud you for your loyalty, Alyona." Hugo murmured softly before raising his hand. "Too bad you're facing me."

Dirty sweat dripped over my forehead before I lurched forwards, opening my mouth as my insides hurled out with their own acidic shrieks. I trembled after taking a few breaths, sobbing relentlessly with my head hung down. Hair draped over my eyes as I felt my hair stick onto my greasy vomit near my lips. I gagged lifelessly before throwing myself back onto the board of the chair.

Heaving in another breath before hearing the whip snap onto the ground, I physically flinched, shrugging in my knees almost unconsciously. My head felt light as it rolled around with a fuzzy vision, knowing that another lash was about to come. The oversized shirt now hugged my body with sweat as if to protect me, yet the only thing I could rely on was myself.

"It's so weird," I heard Hugo's callous voice before peering closely at me. With a flick of his wrist, another crackle sounded the entire room as I clamped my eyes. This time, nothing came down except for the sound of his whip falling out of his hands.

"Alyona, were you abused before?"

My body shuddered at the word, turning my gaze towards his shoes that were stepping closer to my body. They stopped in front of me before Hugo yanked my hair up as I screeched from the familiar sensation.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

He's going to hurt me.

He's going to hurt me!

When I saw his hand raise up, I shrank instinctively, quaking with fear.

"Alyona," I heard him breathe with a dumbfounded gasp. "You-you're afraid."

"S-stop," I hyperventilated with a hard swallow. "Stop, stop please, I beg you-"

My shoulders trembled helplessly as Hugo opened his mouth and clamped them shut with an indescribable emotion.

I'm scared.

Stop it-

Mommy- I'm sorry!

Memories screamed inside my mind as I choked on my tears, feeling the weakness bind me through the invisible shackles that my parents had placed me in.

Daddy, I'll behave- I'll get first place- Just-

My eyes darted around the room as I gasped without any more energy.

"I had my doubts, Alyona," Hugo whispered as I slowly lifted my head and froze in horror from his wicked grin that stretched his lips so thin that it seemed like they would snap.

"You...are perfect for me."

"I'm so, so sorry Say-Alyona."

I woke to a feeble voice weeping my name as I groaned, rolling my head side to side to try to look at the owner of the voice, but I couldn't because I wasn't in control of my body anymore.

"I..sa...me...?" I whimpered out before feeling the cold numbness tingling on my lower half. The person beside me almost dropped whatever she was holding and tried grabbing my cold hands with her shaking ones.

"I'm so sorry-" She whispered endlessly. "I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything-"

I felt a splatter on my hands before her voice broke out in syllables. I was almost surprised at how hot her hands were compared to mine that did not even have the faintest energy to twitch anymore. My eyes drifted downwards before seeing my own pale face in a faint red reflection.

Mom- I'm sorry!

I whined from the echoes, throwing my head sideways as they splashed into the water, leaving only half of my face above the tube. Isame sobbed with her mouth closed, stabilizing me with her thin hands so that I was leaning more onto the wall of the tub. My hair dripped with the red liquid and my eyes stared blankly at the droplets of strange water.

Mom! Spare me-

P-please!

Don't-

My past self shrieked as she huddled into the corner of her room, wrapping both of her hands over her head and trying her hardest to brace for the impact. Down came mom's hand, slapping my face as her shadows bounced off the walls, sinking into complete darkness.

My breath came out shakily.

Both my cheeks stun so badly that it was actually starting to feel like muted ice.

Hugo's laughter echoed the warehouse before I quailed into a small ball on the ground, actual shackles binding my ankle onto the cold ground as I heard the snap of his weapon on the pavement again.

I was so tired.

Too tired.

Get yourself together, Sayu.

Get yourself together.

They are nothing but illusions-

I screamed wildly at the scorching pain, yanking my foot away before realizing that Hugo was kneeling before me with his cigarette butt on my skin.

"It hurts me to see you like this, Alyona," he grinned before grinding the butt again on my pale skin, causing a small and dark hole on my leg. "Tell me what is the power that Henrik used."

When I refused to answer, his arm flung across my face again.

The fear scarred my soul like it did in the past, screeching out before I blacked out.

Run...

I want to run...

Go away...

GET AWAY FROM ME!

Everything felt so lifeless as my emotions plurged themselves into my past again, digging all the information they could and scratching it back at my face.

When... even in this life...

I will never be able to get rid of them...

"Haven't you ever wondered how blood is so pretty?" Hugo twisted his head as I shuddered, panting shallowly in order to stabilize my breath. The corner of my leg was all scratched up as a trail of blood leaked from my knee.

Hugo pondered over it before taking his hands and brushing the blood to smear it all over my skin. I flinched before shrieking from the dagger that he carved into my fleshing while saliva dribbled out of my mouth and sweat squeezed out of my body. I sobbed despite my seething interior before Hugo's lips brushed over my leg, tasting the blood as my insides scrambled in disgust.

"As expected of the prized daughter of the mafia," I heard him whisper while he licked his lips.

"Even the taste of your blood is divine."

What is he, playing batshit vampire now?

My mind trembled.

Coughing black blood that tumbled out of my mouth, the voices in my head resurfaced with the screams of my parents.

Stop it-

"S-sayu..." I heard Isame's quivering voice for the umpth time, sobbing quietly as I lay on the cold ground, staring at my hands that were extended away from my body.

Isame's trembling shoulders were hunched over, crawling slowly towards me with her soaked collar filled with her tears.

"S-sayu...please..." she whimpered. "Please...stay alive!"

I closed my eyes again, feeling the damp spot beneath my head as tears rolled heavily down my cheeks.

"I'...m...scare...d...Isa...me..."

I begged with all my heart to be released.

Please.

Just end me. I don't want to-

Dad- stop! Please-!

PLEASE!

Even in this life...

I want to forget...

My head fell forwards as I stared at the ground, broken.

I couldn't feel the basic emotions of pain nor anger anymore.

It was so calming that it was scary.

I felt like a broken doll, twisted and educated by this person.

Who was the one...torturing me again?

Who was I...again?