CHAPTER 30

NICOLE’S POV

I woke up to a harsh light blinding my eyes, I was tied down to a chair. I wiggled against the restraints but nothing worked.

“It won’t work.” A voice said, and I froze. The voice. It was John, the bastard I was supposed to give a lap dance then instead gave it to Alexander.

I glanced up to see him emerge from the darkness, he wasn’t alone. A blonde guy appeared from the corner, he stood guard in front of the door. His blonde hair was curly, his eyes were a vivid brown, his button nose crinkled as he looked at me, he had the same skull tattoo but instead of it being on his hand it was displayed against his neck.

“I know exactly who you are.” I shouted.

“Of course you do but it won’t change anything.” He stated proudly and I froze.

Good lord!

I was in a room with a psychopath.

I find it disgusting. All those people he’s killed, the children he’s murdered. He’s nothing but a killer, a monster who doesn’t love.

“What do you want from me? I haven’t done anything to you.” I said carefully, I didn’t want to piss him off.

He sat down on the chair in front of me, he leaned back while his arms lingered on the table. He tilted his head while staring at me, his eyes were a dark shade of brown, they looked so sinful.

“Donavon, show her the video.” He said. The blonde guy reached into his pocket and quickly pulled out his phone.

That’s his brother, that explains a lot. They both had that crazy, deadly look in their eyes. The blonde guy placed his phone in front of me, showing me footage of Blair being tortured. Blood was dripping as he hung from the ceiling with a bag over his head.

“Blair?.” I gasped

“Stop this.”

I cried softly while trying to look away from the phone but his brother held onto my neck, forcing me to look.

“That pain you’re feeling is exactly how I felt when you failed to make Alexander, that bastard to sign the contract “, He shouted, his chest rumbling with every letter.

“You’re a fucking psycho, that’s why your wife divorced you.” I shouted back.

“You’re just a lonely, miserable human that has no ability to love or to be loved.”

I couldn’t stop myself, I had to say it. A dark, evil look came across his face. I see why people fear him right before death, he looked inhuman like, a monster with a bigger monster inside. His jaw clenched, his veins were visible on his arms.

“Leave the room.” He said harshly, talking to his brother.

Donavon quickly connected eyes with me, it was like he was debating whether to leave or not.

“John that wasn’t-“

“I said leave.” John growled with a murderous look painted on his face.

I immediately gulped in fear when his brother left, his full attention was now on me. He then got up and bent down to my level, he reached in his back pocket and pulled out a knife.

When he moved his hand closer to my body, I started to struggle against the ropes. He surprised me when he cut the rope instead of stabbing me, I looked at him warily.

“Strip.” He whispered inside my ear.

“Excuse me” I said, I thought I maybe misheard him but no I heard him correctly.

“Take your fucking clothes off your body or I will.” He yanked me by my arm and my body shook from fear.

I stood in front of his hungry eyes, I hugged myself and at the same time tried to avoid making eye contact with him. I shook my head side to side, there was no way I was going to strip naked in front of him.

“Please.” I mumbled.

“I’m going to count to three because from the start, my foolish wife had hired to seduce me now go on.” He said with a smirk on his face.

“Please, please.” I begged, hoping there’ll be a tiny bit of kindness in him.

All I saw was his cold stare, this man is pure evil.

“1.”

My hands began to shake as they reached for the back zipper to my dress. Giving lap dance was something I was used to so I inhaled before unzipping it but I caught my dress quickly before it could fall and reveal my body.

“2..”

Tears trailed down my cheeks, my chest was heaving up and down, my whole body was shaking like crazy.

“3...

Before I could say anything, he i’mmediately grabbed onto my dress, ripping it down the middle. He didn’t stop there, he ripped off my bra and panties also. I wrapped my arms around my body, trying my best to cover my body. I tasted my salty tears as my body went into shock. I tried pulling away from his harsh touch but he yanked me up against his chest.

“Don’t ever, ever disrespect me again, you useless whore.” He shouted in my face.

I sniffed while trying to bend down to pick up my dress so I could at least cover my front area. I couldn’t even reach it, he grabbed a handful of my hair and slammed me back against the wall. My watery eyes enlarged and the hairs on the nape of my neck bristled, I was clammy and there was the glisten of a cold sweat.

“You don’t cover yourself till I say so.”

I felt his heavy eyes travel down my body, they seemed to linger more on my chest. I’ve always been confident in my body but as his eyes trailed every curve I suddenly lost that confidence so fast. His nose scrunched up in disgust, he looked like he was revolted with my body.

“Do you think I want to look at your disgusting body?” He chuckled.

“You’re repulsing.”

“But still am gonna fuck you.”

He pushed me further into the wall then began to remove his belt. However before he could undress his pants, a knock sounded on the door then strawberry haired woman walked into the dark room. The woman leaned into John’s ear and said something. As soon as she whispered

In his ear, John’s face changed immediately.

“Wait!”, Before they turned to leave, I realized something that was shocking. The strawberry haired lady was the woman who met my stepfather that day, I found him redhanded.

Without even John saying anything to me, he angrily left the room, leaving me alone with my disgusting body. The coldness of the floor made me shiver, I stared at the wall next to me. I have never felt so broken, so ugly. That feeling that I felt so long ago came back, the heart wrench of not feeling pretty enough.

I cried for myself and for Blair. I couldn’t move, my arms just wrapped around my cold body.

The world was so wicked.