𝙉𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖 (𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙)

chapter 40

Nitara

I lay on the floor with my head against the concrete. The past four days have been continuous torture and abuse. The man whose name I learnt was Ivan Vladimir was the leader of the Russian mafia.

The reason I was here was because he felt that the worst thing he could do to Nico was hurt me . I don't know if he knows that Nico is someone you don't wanna mess with. He's the sweetest person in the history of mankind but that's for me and his loved ones. You wouldn't want to mess with him.

Ivan treated me no better than any of the women here were treated. They pushed them around like dogs . They would use them and leave them all bruised and used on the floor.
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he only person I was allowed to talk to was Ivan himself.

He would come to the room every night and abuse me . Sometimes it was just physically . Sometimes it was both .

I was loosing patience. It seemed as if he knew that I planned on escaping and manipulating him into letting me go. He would hit me for trying to play him , for trying to be free , something I thought I deserved.

"Boss is calling you downstairs" A blodie calls out and I nod. He doesn't seem to like my gesture and gives me a harsh slap.

"Answer me fucking bitch"

"I-I'm c-coming in a-a minute"

"You better" with that he shuts the door and I quickly change into the skirt and top that Ivan commands me to be in all the time with I'm with him .

I look in the mirror , my eyes swollen and red . My body is thinner than usual. My chubby cheeks are becoming more and more thin . I have bruises all over my body . My left cheek had a scar , it was went I pleaded him not to rape me and he got angry and sliced my skin.

I quickly wipe the tear sliding out of my eye and walk downstairs.
Ivan was seated on the dinner table. He saw me and smirked motioning me to come forward.

I nod and make my way towards him . He pulls me into his lap and squeezes my waist painfully.

"You're my whore you know that right?" He whispers biting my neck.

"Y-yes master" I mumble out. Master was the word he made me call him . I hated it so much but I didn't have a choice.
I hope papa punishes him for this.

"Your not-so-lovely boyfriend doesn't seem to accept my demands and I'm getting bored of you too. So now I'm going to play a game with you. Come on." He pulls me and walks towards the basement.

I already know this isn't good.

He pushes me inside the room and makes me sit on a chair. A few moments later , some of his men come in and sir on the chairs infront of me .

Ivan walks around the table and grabs a blindfold. He covers my eye with the cloth and pats my head .

"Now now , you know I've heard a lot of things about Nico. First, he doesn't like when someone else touches you . I did more than that" he laughs at me as if he's proud of what he has done.

"And I also got to know about his weird obsession with your hair. No doubt your hair is healthy and beautiful. It reaches your hips . Too bad , not for long." He wraps his hand around my hair and tugs it backwards.

"Shh..." I hear the cutting sound. the cutting of my hair sound .

"Now let's see what I can do with your pretty little hands" I feel goosebumps arise on my skin as I feel him trace my hands.

I scream as loud as possible when I feel something heavy come in contact with the back of my hand. He hits me with a hammer.

My legs were shaking tremendously and my hands were now feeling numb.

"Looks like it's time for your pussy now" they all chuckles and he undoes my blindfold.

I squint my eyes and as my vision becomes better, I see him standing in the middle with some more people at a little distance.

There were pieces of hair on the floor. My hair. My hands were looking lifeless. There was blood ozing out of my knuckles.

I thank God for not letting him cut my hair too much. It was just till my upper waist.

He touches me and I cry . I plead and nobody in the room hears my cries. The all watch and laugh.

He starts to undo my shirt buttons and as he was about to unclasp my bra , the door opens wide. The silhouette of the man infront of me was enough to make my death better.
I felt his presence and an involuntary smile made its way to my face.

"You shouldn't have touched her Ivan . I fucking warned you. I fucking warned you not to think about going near her or I'll burn you alive ." his dark and manly voice reached my ears.

My Nico was here.

" Oh what will you do a-" Nico didn't let him finish. He grabbed his gun and shot him in the leg. Dante and Leo were here as well, they shot the other men in the room and took them out of the room one by one.

"I'll deal with him later. Make sure he's conscious and beated up till I get there" he informs Dante and he looks at me .

I was still in a bra , his eyes soften. He tears up and rushes towards me but it's too late . My eyes feel heavy , my heartbeat feels like it's slowing down .

"Baby , mio amore open your beautiful eyes for me ? Si. Pleas open those beautiful eyes , you're amber eyes. Darlin'please look at me . Look I'm here. Sweetheart my love?" His voice doesn't reach my ears anymore and I frown.

My body was getting tired. My soul wasn't ready to leave the love of my life alone . But my body said otherwise.

Between 2 contradictory options , one is always hard to choose.

I choose to close my eyes and for the last time my eyes met the gray ones. The ones tearing up.

'i love you Nico, I hope you got my flowers , I'll see you from the stars we gaze at, the beautiful sky we kiss under and the rain we dance in'