Chapter 1- Escape

...Every breath you take...

...Every move you make...

...Every bond you break...

...Every step you take...

...I will be watching you...

He sang in a playful tone, taking predatory steps around the room. Hiding under the bed, Irish was already shivering. Silent tears escaped her eyes as she imagined what he would do to her once he caught her.

"Where are you hiding, sweet sister?" he asked, pacing back and forth in front of the bed.

Irish was praying to God to save her from this monster. She didn't want to go through the same pain she had endured the previous night. Deep down, she knew that he would find her eventually, but she was still trying her best not to get caught. She pressed her hands over her mouth to suppress any sound that might give away her hiding place.

"I only like being inside you, not hide-and-seek. Be a good girl and come out," he said with a low laugh.

The sound sent a chill through her veins. Beneath the laughter lurked a dark promise, and she could hear the threat woven into every word.

" Gotcha."

His sudden voice startled Irish. Her heart almost came out of her mouth the moment his menacing eyes met her terrified ones. She let out an ear piercing scream.

She tried to crawl backwards but he grabbed one of her ankles tightly. He dragged her out as if she was some kind of object. Her dress strode up in the process exposing her bruised thighs. His lustful eyes roamed all over her body making her tremble with fear. She noticed him licking his lips looking at her thighs.

" Lucas, please don't do anything to me. I am still sore from last night," she pleaded correcting her dress.

A groan left her mouth feeling a hard kick right on her abdomen. Her body shook like a leaf under his heated glare.

" How many times did I tell you to call me master, huh?" He growled while she could only shake her head.

Hovering over her, he pinned her hands above her head. She tried to move but his heavyweight didn't let her move a single muscle. She cried hysterically to leave her.

" Let's see how sore you are," Saying that he tried to grab her panty but she caught his hand.

His eyes darkened instantly by her objection. Lifting up his body a little bit he slapped her face with the back of his hand. Her lips busted open at the slap and a sheer cry left her mouth.

" You dared to refuse me!" He growled in her face.

He was going to slap her again when a deep male voice interrupted," You can fuck her later. Hades is here. You should be with me to receive him."

She looked at the door and found that it was her stepfather David Dawson who is none other than a notorious gangster. She didn't beg for his help because he won't help her. He and his son had made her life a hell already.

Lucas left her with a jerk while she continued lying on the floor like a dead body. She wanted to burst into crying but she didn't. They would never care about her tears.

She was still motionless when her stepfather came towards her. Crouching down to her level he touched her bleeding lips. She felt disgusted by his touch. He rubbed his thumb on her lips like a pervert but she didn't show any reaction. He had touched her more than this.

" Don't miss our magic cocks, lovely daughter. Tonight we will fuck you together until you bleed," He threatened making her numb completely.

She heard Lucas's vicious laughter echoing through the whole room. David also joined the laughter. She knew that they were making fun of her pathetic life. Though she wanted to yell, except for sobbing she couldn't do anything.

When they left her after locking the door, she burst into hysterical sobbing. Looking at the ceiling she yelled pulling her hair out of frustration and anger.

" Mom, why did you leave me alone?" she questioned but there was no response because dead people can't respond.

Her life wasn't hell when her mom was alive. She was 14 when her mom died and after that this abuse started. She became a puppet of her stepbrother and stepfather. They locked her inside her room so that she can never escape them.

She wish she could find out her real father. She never knew who was he. Her mom said she left him when Irish was only a toddler. When she asked about the reason her mom never said anything. She was 4/5 years old when her mom married David. At that time Lucas was already 12 years old.

Lucas never liked her. She didn't know why. He had an obsession of hurting her. He is mentally sick like his father. And, his dad used to touch her inappropriately. Both of them got the license of abusing her when her mom took her last breathing. Since then she got trapped inside this house which is hell for her.

She used to pray for freedom but she don't do it anymore. She tried a few times to escape but they caught her every time. To make her an obedient sex slave to them, they tortured her until she could even breathe properly. Now, she was just waiting for her death. That's it. She hopes that the Angel of death will come to take her soon.

Irish pulled her legs near her chest. Curling herself into a ball, she continued hiccuping. She knew that once the guests are gone Lucas and David will jump on her like hungry wolves. She was counting to be hospitalised again. Whenever they took her together she ended up in the hospital.

A sudden noise caught her attention. Her pupils dilated and a curious expression appeared on her face. With limping legs, she walked to the window and found some workers rebuilding one part of the boundary. The noise was coming from there.

" It will take another day to finish it," one of the workers said.

Another one said," Let's come tomorrow."

Saying all these they left the place with their tools. Irish kept looking at the wall with wide eyes. She was nearly unconscious for the last three days. So, she has no idea what happened to this wall. A part of the wall was gone creating a big hollow space.

" What if I try to escape from there?" A thought crossed across her mind.

Instantly, she dropped the idea thinking about all the CCTV cameras. Moreover, what will happen to her if she gets caught. Lucas and David won't spare her for showing bravery. Her hope of escaping nipped in the bud remembering what happened to her earlier when she tried to escape. She collapsed on the ground having a hopeless expression.

It seemed like God heard her crying this time and decided to show her mercy. Suddenly, there was a power cut in the whole house. For a few seconds, Irish was baffled trying to understand what just happened. She never faced power cut in this house. She waited for the lights to be lit again but even after waiting for almost ten to fifteen minutes nothing happened.

Irish didn't waste another second. Hurriedly, she walked to the window again and there was a small light reflecting from the road.

Without wasting another second she took out some of her dresses and knotted them together making it like a rope. She couldn't escape through the windows so she chose to use the small window in the washroom. She was small enough to come out through the window. After all, she was starved enough. She had no idea where would she go. Who would give her shelter? Escaping this hell hole was her first priority. She would prefer the roads to stay on rather than this house.

The moment her skin was touched by the soft grasses, her eyes welled up. It's been years since she came outside of her room. The fresh air felt soothing to her chaotic and broken soul.

She didn't waste another second and stood up. She doesn't want to be trapped by those hyenas again. But, before she could run away the electricity was restored. The sudden light blinded her almost but the fear she felt was unexplainable.

Cautiously, She started taking slow steps. But two voices shook her from the core. Those voices belonged to a male and a female. Irish looked here and there to hide. She noticed a bunch of cars were kept in a row. Hurriedly she hid behind one of those cars. Sweat beads covered her forehead and her body was trembling already.

She frowned her brows a bit seeing of the house maids and one of the Lucas's men. She lowered her eyes once they started kissing each other. But, she was sure about one thing, if they catch her then she will be dragged inside the house again. Keeping her mouth mum she continued watching them. Her heart was pounding inside her chest as if it would come out of her mouth any time soon.

Unexpectedly, she noticed that one of the car trunks was unlocked. Without thinking anything further she got inside it to hide from their eyes. She had no idea whose car she had chosen to hide. It was none other than Hades Rodriguez's.

A sudden sound startled her and a few moments later she realised that they were having sex right above this car trunk. Their pleasurable moaning increased but the air in the trunk decreased. By the time they finished having sex, Irish was already unconscious inside the car trunk.

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