Chapter 2

I stood there defeated. All I could do was stand as Decon grabbed Lana and all she could do was cower in fear. It’s been a week since Shiela almost tortured me to death and even after not  breaking my resolve they succeeded in finding Lana. Somewhere in my mind I knew they would happen but I did have a little flicker of hope in my heart which died the day Shiela grabbed Lana by her hair and dragged her inside the mansion.

“Please! Let me go.” Lana begged.

“I am gonna have your sorry ass tonight. I hope you are still tight in both your holes.” Decon sneered at Lana. “You will beg for mercy but I will give you none when I fuck you , you whore.”

His words made me nauseous. Dad sat On his chair sipping his whiskey unfazed by whatever was happening around me. He had demanded my presence so that I could witness his cruelty.

“Jefe! If you don’t mind. I would like to leave with my possession.” Decon gave him a smirk.

“Not yet. I want Lana around for something else.” He eyed me and then drank the remaining whiskey.

What more did he want now ? Lana had been caught and now Decon was going to do god knows what. Wasn’t he satisfied? Didn’t he know I was suffering ?

Julio Hernandez walked in that very moment. His thick features devoid of any emotions. At six feet tall he had a lean muscular frame. His exposed arms covered in tattoos. He was in his late thirties. He was the leader of the Latin  Gang in Chicago as much as I knew. But what was he doing here?

“You are presented to Julio.” Sheila’s words echoed in my mind. I could feel the panic creeping in slowly as a hint of what my father was about to do crept into my mind.

My father walked in my direction . He came and stood beside me. “Julio. This is my daughter Fayre. Your to be fiancé.”

“Fiancé.” I mumbled as the realisation hit me.

I looked up at my father. “Dad! Please.”

The next moment Julio took hold of my hand. I was too numb to feel anything. Tears clouded my vision as everything fell apart for me.

“No!” Lana screamed “Please don’t punish her for me. Please Uncle I beg you.” But she was silenced when Decon slapped her. Lana’s body crashed on the floor yet that didn’t stop her.

“It wasn’t Fay’s fault. I asked her to help me. I will take all the punishment. Don’t do this to her.” She was taking my blame.

Decon picked her up and threw her over his arms. “May I take a leave now boss.”

My father nodded and Decon walked out of the room. Lana’s tear filled eyes and breaking voice  disappeared in a matter of seconds.

The feel of a metal against my left ring finger brought me back to my senses. A blue sapphire surrounded by twenty small white diamonds. It was my death sentence.

I looked up at Julio who was busy ogling me from head to toe.

“Dad.” I held on to his arms. “Please don’t do this. Please! I am your daughter.”

His gaze was transfixed on the wall in front of him. My pleadings fell on deaf ears. “Dad! I love you please. I am begging you.” But no response.

Tears betrayed me as they ran down my cheeks. I could feel Julio’a grip on my hand tightening as fear and anxiety took there turn in messing up with my mind.

“D...dad.”

“Stop this nonsense at once, Fayre.” Dad’s cold voice echoed through the room.

“Be glad I didn’t sell you to some whore house.”

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I tried to open my eyes and failed before realizing they were open. Most night skies were the darkest of greys, but this one was pure black. It was like someone shut off the stars and moon. The darkness felt heavy, oppressive, almost supernatural.

With every passing night I inched closer to my execution and tomorrow Julio would take me to Chicago with him where we would wed the day after.

“Be glad I didn’t sell you to some whore house.”

My fathers word kept echoing in my mind. I was his own flesh and blood yet I had zero importance in his life. I was a liability he was waiting to get rid off.

I closed my eyes and my mom’s beautiful face flashed in front of my eyes. Forever young. How bad I wanted you Mom? If only you were alive today you would have protected us? Only if you hadn’t given up Mom!

I let my tears slip as I stared at my ceiling. “Don’t think so hard, Fay!” Elena turned towards me.

“You haven’t slept?” It was half a question.

“How can I sleep knowing tomorrow my sister won’t be around! You are all that I and Dante are have.” Her voice was breaking.

I couldn’t hold it anymore. I hugged her tight in my arms as we both let our tears flow. The sole thought of leaving my babies behind was breaking my heart.

“Stay away from Dad. As far as you can. Until you create any problem he won’t do anything. He won’t anyways touch Dante. He is his heir. For you Elena. Just lay low.” She Sobbed hysterically.

“Yo...you h..ave been a mo..ther to me, Fay. Not just a sister.” She managed to speak between her sobs. “How do I and Dante live without you ?”

I closed my eyes breathing as if it was my last night alive. “Don’t worry. I will ask Julio to let you visit.” I lied.

“ You sure Anna. You will?” She stopped crying.

How guilty I felt lying to my sister but I had no other choice. My future was uncertain and the last thing I wanted was for her to feel as tortured as I felt.

“Yes, I will.”

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In the beginning, it's been said, that the Earth was without form and void, and a darkness lay upon it. And since, such a darkness had never been seen by mortal man. Until now.

I stood on the porch silently as the servants carried my belongings out. Dante and Elena held on to me as they cried their hearts out. I stood their holding them one last time. They were my heart and soul and separating from them was shattering me inside.

Dad yanked Dante away from me. “Men don’t fucking cry. Stop at this instance.” He gave Dante a death glare. Somehow I thought maybe my father loved Dante but all he saw was a future Jefe and a Jefe had no place for weaknesses.

“Elena! do I have to yank you now ?” His stren gaze transfixed on Elena.

Elena quivered as she let me go. She went and stood beside Dante. Julio grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the car. The last image of my siblings crying silent tears etched in my mind.

Julio’s mother showed me to my room which I was to stay in for the night. I would be bound to share a room with him after our wedding tomorrow. Only the thought of it sent shivers down my spine.

The next moment Julio entered my room, his eyes the exact replica of the devil’s itself. Before I could register what was happening he yanked me forward his lips crashing on mine, the smell of alcohol and cigar filling my nostrils.

Sickness washed over me and I stood frozen then and there. “You are so beautiful.” He spoke his voice laced with lust. “I am gonna fuck you tonight and then again tomorrow. I would have fucked you the day I met you itself.”

Bike rose up to my throat. I couldn’t move, as  if I was paralysed. He gripped my arms as his mouth pressed against mine and he thrust his tongue past my lips. I tried really hard to shove him off me but he tightened his arms around my waist pulling me even more closer crashing me against his chest.

God! Save me. I kept praying desperately hopping for a miracle. I didn’t want this at all. His touch was nasty, like a slithering snake all over my body. I gathered all my power and pushed him away grasping for air.

“Please! Let me go.” I took a step back.  I needed to get away, out of this room , out of this house. I needed to get away from this devil who was ready To pounce at me any moment.

Julio’s features hardened. His face was filled with hunger and lust. He grabbed my hand and I winced in pain. “I am going to fuck you like the way I want. I will fucking plunge my cock inside your tight little virgin pussy. I don’t care if you fucking don’t want it.”

Julio pushed me backward and I fell on the bed. I tried to escaped but I failed. Julio trapped me on the bed. He tried to kiss me but I turned my face and his lips met my cheek. He forced me to look at him, my jaw hurting under his grip. His eyes narrowed into slits and I braced myself for what was coming.

Julio dragged me into his room, all beaten, bruised and bloodied. A lethal smile flashed on his face  as her dragged me by my hair.

My last flicker of hope for a Miracle was gone as I kept falling into a dark abyss.

He threw me on his bed and yanked my hair again so that he could see my face. “You are a fucking whore. I paid your father so much money so that I could make you mine. You are a beauty but indeed a stubborn one. But don’t worry! I will break you enough.”

My fate was sealed forever. A new feeling of utmost fear renewed inside my mind. His rough hand squeezed my inner thigh. I tried to get away  from him but I felt another metal against my ankle. Julio had already chained my ankle trapping me.

“I don’t have the whole fucking night.” He gritted in frustration and grabbed one of my breasts. I screamed in pain as tears stung my eyes blurring my vision. He pinched my nipple and then bit it real hard. I screamed again.

He rose on his knees and slapped me with all his force. “I will put that mouth of yours in a good use. You fucking get this blowjob right.”

Julio fisted my hair dragging me in a kneeling Position. He thrusted his cock inside my mouth and I had the severe urge to throw up.

When he was satisfied he pushed me back on the bed. Oh god ! He was going to rape me. He didn’t care at all. It was my fate.

His hand traveled up to my knee, then up to my thigh and then the edge of my panties. I pushed him off with all my strength and somehow he fell down.

“Puta.” He cursed. I leaped of the bed ready to run for the door only to fall on my face. I was chained.

He straightened me up and positioned me on all fours as his erection dug into my butt. He ripped off my top and skirt. His hands kneaded  my breast harder and I winced in pain. Tears burned my eyes.

He tore off the remnant of my underwear. “Oh look at you. So beautiful.” I had faced some of the unspeakable tortures and yet her I was on the verge of being raped when all of these tortured paled in comparison to it. I was dying inside.

The door burst open as Julio jerked away and I took advantage of the situation and pushed myself back towards the bed resting my head against it.

A formidable figure walked inside and Julio shrank back in fear. The sound of a gunshot pierced my ear and I held both my palms on them in the hopes to stop the panic attack.

“Monster.”