Stalk Me Mr Stalker

11) Begining of the end

*Ding-dong*
The doorbell rang and the figure standing outside the door waited impatiently, adjusting the lapels of his black coat that matched his black pants. He checked his watch...a Vacheron Constantin.
Mumbling incoherently, he rang the doorbell and followed up with loud banging. Caring not if the neighbor heard them.

A click came, and then the door was pulled open by a tall male who was in nothing but a towel around his waist.
His hair was wet and dripping, and his skin was damp from incomplete drying.
"Dammit! What is it? Why do you-" a fist was thrown his way, striking the side of his nose and knocking him off his balance. He staggered to the side, grabbing the door for support as his nose began throbbing with red drops splattering on the virgin white floor. "Fuck!"

The assaulter went ahead and added a kick to his bare abdomen. The heel of the shoe mercilessly hit his gut.
"You acted out!" The assaulter hissed helping himself inside the house and banging shut the door. "I don't remember sending you there last night," the male growled adding a cruel punch and then another.
"I would have remained silent, but you had to take photos. Imbecile!"

"Wait dammit! What the fuck is wrong with you, Alpha?" King yelled raising his bloody face as his hands struggled to push his upper half to sit up.
The blows had been hard and ruthless.
"She is just a spoiled slut thinking the world is under her feet. What is the problem with treating her the way I want?"

Alpha breathed hard grabbing his brother by his gray hair and then adding another punch.
King tried to block it but Alpha still managed to bruise him again. "I'm in charge!" Alpha yelled. "I make the rules and you two only have to obey them."

"Fuck you! Who out you in charge? All you know is brutality."

"Without my brutality, would your ungrateful ass be alive right now? No!"

They glared at each other for half a minute before Alpha shoved King's head away while straightening.
He exhaled deeply, combing through his own gray hair with a clean hand. "We had agreed that nobody would touch her until she was under our control. I've been working so hard these past years to earn her trust."

"Oh, yeah? By stalking her. Who in their right sense of mind would trust a stalker?"

Alpha pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned in anger before whirling around and punching the door. "You don't know how much I hate the sight of her. How much I want to strangle her every time I see her face on the TV. How dare the child of 'that' woman have an easy life? How dare she smile like that!"

"Then let's just do it. We've been laying quietly for years."

Alpha inhaled and then exhaled to calm his nerves. There was just so much bottled anger that was threatening to explode and take the entire world with it.
"Not yet. It'll raise suspicion if she just disappears from the public. We need to make her... quit."

King collected himself from the cold floor, adjusting his gray towel, which now possessed crimson spots. "How? Not like she'll listen if we just tell her to."

Alpha turned to face his brother. "Easy. Let's destroy her image from every direction. Don't we have information about her that would even bring down a company?"

Wiping the blood from his mouth, King grinned. "You sly bastard. You've been helping her only to use it against her." He laughed. "Brilliant. Then let's bring down that little superstar and make sure she never wants to face the world again."

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RORA'S POV
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Kevin paced up and down, screaming at the person he was on the phone with. A journalist? Maybe. My worst nightmare had become a reality and now there was nothing I could do. The person I had entrusted to shield me from these scandals had vanished without a trace. No texts. No calls. No emails. It's like he had wiped clean his existence.

It was at this moment when I wished that I hadn't burned the photos he had been sending me over the years. My perverted stalker, whom I had grown dependent on, had abandoned me.
And that broke my heart more than seeing myself in those videos going around of me, all high from drugs. They didn't censor a thing.

I had forgotten about it after Alpha assured me that the evidence of that night had been destroyed. And because of his protection, I had even let myself feel untouchable. But in reality, it was he who made me invisible and covered up my sins.

My ass was still raw, my heart was in pieces, and soon, my mental health would break down like it had when I was younger after, 'the incident'.
I wasn't scared about going broke, rather, I was frightened about not having the attention of our fans. They had filled the holes in my dark life till I forgot that I was a person and not a sieve.

"Fuck!" Kevin breathed tossing his phone on the other couch. "This cannot be happening. Where did they get that video from? It was from two years ago."

He was genuinely worried and terrified for both me and the band. A scandal like this in a country where public personnel were expected to act perfectly, there would be no coming back from it. The drugs in the video were illegal, to begin with. Stripping and nude dancing on a table was embarrassing enough already.
If only I hadn't trusted the guy I was dating at that time when he said it was a new drug meant to help me relax.

"It's over, isn't it?" I asked meekly, staring at the armrest before me and then placing my temple on my wrists. I felt tired. Mentally and physically.
I wasn't strong enough to face the media or the band. So I had asked Kevin to secretly find me a two-bedroom apartment since he suggested I live with Stephano for my security.

"It's early to feel discouraged, Rora. I'll go out for a bit. The appointment is in an hour. If I-"

"It's okay. I'm not alone. You don't have to worry about me," I lied putting on a fake smile to assure him. He always worried so easily about the band. Always tried to solve everything for us and never once showed any judgement towards our flaws.

He patted my head and picked up his phone before leaving.
As soon as the door locked, the tears I had been back came gushing out. My low sobs filled the living room. I didn't know exactly why I was crying but there was so much pain and despair inside me. So much that I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.

I cried myself to sleep, welcoming the darkness and letting it comfort me.

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'It's hard and hot. What is it? Why is my head so heavy?' I wanted to open my eyes but the lids felt as if they had been sealed with glue.
Someone was moving my hand up and down the hot hard thing. 'What is this?' I gripped it. Immediately, a manly moan bled from pleasure entered my darkness.
"I knew you loved me, Rora. I won't let them hurt you. I'll take you away before they come for you."

'This voice. It's Stephano. Why is he moaning? Who is he talking about?' A dozen questions flooded my brain.
"Open your mouth, Rora," he whispered, sliding two fingers between my lips.
'No. Stop. What are you doing? Why can't I move? I feel...drugged.'

"I'm just going to put it in. Let me fuck your mouth. I won't be rough like last time, I promise."

'Last time?'
The puzzle suddenly came together. By last time, he meant when I had been sick and the nurse gave me some medicine. I had woken up with a sore jaw.