Chapter 1

Third person's pov

On a private island near ragusa, there stood a humongous mansion filled with bodyguards and maids all over the place. The people in the house were busy cleaning the place as their time is about to end. They were told that as the clock sticks at 9, they all had to leave the house, each and every one of them. Their master commanded.

They knew that defying their master's orders would lead them to their deaths, and so, they obeyed. Despite the screams and begs, they heard when the sky turned dark..

..they remained silent. They can not have the courage nor face to witness the horrible scene again. They had witnessed their master hurting a young teenage girl in front of them. She was begging them to save her. She even reached one of them and beg them, but as soon as they saw their master's eyes, they remained stiff.

Despite witnessing a lot of deaths and tortures, they can not bear to witness their master to turn to a devil obsessing over an angel. They don't have a choice.

"Time to leave." The head butler said. They all nodded in silence and left the house without looking back.

Meanwhile...

On the upper room of the house is an 16 year old girl. Who's body was full of bruises and marks, naked and chained.

Her face was wet due to her tears that kept on flowing, and she listened to the loud silence of the night. The sounds of someone's footsteps become clearer and clearer, and that only means one thing...

"His here.."

Heaven's pov

"His here..."I thought as his footsteps becomes clearer and near. I closed my eyes when the sound of a door opening reaches my ears, I felt goosebumps as his scent filled my nostrils. His here, and he'll do it again... I squeezed my self on the edge side of the bed, hugging my knees as if it would help me trying my best to hide from him, but you cannot hide from your worst nightmare.

"How is my little angel?" I shivered at his voice. A person can tell if either someone is dangerous or not, based on their voices and his weren't just dangerous, It'll sent right to hell.

He tsked at my silence, and before I could open my mouth, I felt his hand grips my hair, and force me to face him. Seeing his furious eyes had made me fear him more, I felt my tears streaming down to my cheeks. I tried to close my eyes but his grip were becoming more tighter making my scalp to ache.

"P-please..." I begged. His hands were making its way to my aching sex and I can't do anything about it as my hand were both tied and chained... He don't me to hide myself from him, I was forced to stared at his face, his eyes, for it gives him the satisfaction. He has the face of a God, yet his character were so much like the devil. He forced a lot of things to me, that includes him, himself. He won't give me clothes to cover my nudity nor letting me see the sun. I was all stuck in this humongous room, tied, alone and ruined.

"It seems that my angel, haven't learned her lessons yet? Hmm?" I shook my head in disapproval, but despite it, he didn't listen. He let go of my hair and walked towards his favorite cabinet that I wasn't able to reach nor touch, but I do know what it contains.

I sob as he open it. I wanted to run as far away from here, but I can't the devil standing in front of me chained both of my feets on the far end corner of the bed. I wasn't able to move around nor walked around. I was only stucked on the bed, hopeless. He took out a lot of things from it and every one of it, gives me shivers, my heart was beating so fast because of the horror as I have foresaw his next move.

A vibrator, a whip, his tobacco, his dagger and his belt. I cried as it evoke the horrible scene and state I had gotten from those things. I cannot bare to experience it again.

"Pleas-e, Master...I-i'm sorry-"

I cried in pain when he slaps my bruised legs with the whip. I looked him in the eyes begging him to stop, but the devil only smiled and again he slap me with his whip, harder. Slap after slap, he did it until he was satisfied to see the result. He looked at my bleeding legs, like it was some piece of art.

"I-i'm sorr-y, plea-se...s-stop-ahhh!"

My screams reverberated the entire room. When I felt his dagger cuts through my skin. He did for 10 times and when his monsters is fed he stopped. My visions becomes blurier due to my tears as I cried in pain. I tried to beg him, plead him, telling him to stop but his ears were closed. All he could hear is my voice, my sufferings and he love it.

"Now, are you going to disobey me again?" He ask, I shook my head as I tried to take a breath. I felt like his suffocating me. But his hands weren't doing it, but his actions, his atrociousness.

He smiled. Like he didn't whip and cut through my skin! He smiled, like he didn't do anything to me. And I knew, that smile of his means his going to do it again, and I can't say no. It's already too late to run away...

He yanked my feet towards the end of the bed and made me roll unto my stomach. J closed my eyes when his hands started to roam through my aching sex. He'll rape me again...ruined me, torture me...

I tightly closed my eyes when I heard to sound of my clothes torn apart and the cold air touches my skin. I sank my face unto my pillow to muffle my sobs. I cried as I felt him putting the vibrator inside my ass, and turned it on to a high level, sending vibration and shivers on all over my body. I bit my lower lip to contain my sobs, when he slap his belt unto my ass. He use the buckle to slap each side of my ass cheeks so does my back that it stings everytime it touches my skin.

"S-stop...pl..ease..." I murmured. I'm starting to lose my strength so does my visions.

"Uh oh, were not done yet." I shiver at his voice. Before I could utter a word again, I felt him thrust inside of me.

"Ahhh!" I scream as he thrust in and out of me, faster and rough.

"Pleas-e l...it...hur-ts..." I told him, but instead of stopping, he smiled at me throught the mirror as his thrusts becomes faster and roughter making my sex to get wet and ache in pain. I haven't healed yet, and now his adding new pains in me. And I had to tomorrow.

"Fucking tight!" He exclaimed. His hand run towards one of my sore breasts and pinch it. His other hand was on my clit, touching it. As if it would give me pleasure, my body may have reacted to his touches, but my mind would never.

I closed my eyes as I pray that this will end soon, and that I'll be finally free...

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