LILLIANA

CHAPTER I

Pain......all I felt was pain. The pain was so much that I couldn't stand "Get up, runt" The monster said with his voice mixed with so much malice. "Get up, I said!!" he came towards and gripped my hair so hard, I felt some of it detach from my scalp. I was currently being beat up because I didn't give the beast his beer cold, the beast being my father, Gregory Jon Black. I don't know how much longer I could take this, I pray my mate comes to save me soon.

He dragged me by my hair towards the basement, where all his toys were. When we got to the basement, he roughly dragged by wrist and chained me to the ceiling, my toes barely touching the cold surface of the basement floor. "You know what happens now, my darling......it's time for us to play" he said with a creepy and daunting smile on his face. This was always my worst part of the torture. He took out his favourite dagger it was a silver dagger with a black onyx handle, he stabbed my thigh and I had to bite my lip hard in other for me not to scream cause that only makes it worse. He took the knife out of my thigh and stabbed in my arm, slowly dragging the knife down, at this point I hot fat tears were rolling down my face but I kept my mouth completely shut, I knew better than to make any form of sound but I couldn't stop the small whimpers that escaped my lips. After he was done playing with me, he walked to the shelf that holds my deepest nightmares and produce a whip. I was already shaking with immerse fear "You know how this goes, I flog you and you count"

Whip...... "1"

Whip...... "2"

Whip...... "3"

Whip....... "4"

Whip....... "5"

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Whip........ "50"

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Whip......... "100"

I felt as though any moment now I would faint but I knew than to pass out, that would only make my situation worse.

Whip....... "200"

"I'm tired of you bitch, fucking clean this shit up" he unchained me, allowing to drop into a pool of my blood, I didn't have one ounce of strength left. About 5 to 10 minutes the basement door opened closed, I was slipping in and out of consciousness so I was too tired to check who came in and frankly I didn't care anymore, I just wanted someone that end my misery quickly. Soon enough my brother's face came into my blurred vision "Fuck! Lil, what the fuck did he do to you. Shit, there's so much blood everywhere. This has to stop, I can't continue seeing you suffer like this." My brother said with unshed tears in his eyes. Meet my brother Dexter Arthur Black, the only person who cared for me in the whole pack and if I'm not mistaken, the whole world. " d-don't w-w-worry a-about i-i-it, i-i-'m u-used t-t-to i-it b-b-by n-now" I sputtered, spitting out the excess blood that had gathered in my mouth. "D-D-Dex I f-feel so s-sleepy, so tired....." " Don't ! Don't close your eyes Lil, I'll need to get your wounds cleaned up and stitch up your injuries, and I need you to be awake to check if you have a concussion" I smiled at him and nodded my head but I didn't know how long I could hold on because black spots began to dance in my vision, "I'm sorry Dex, I can't hold on anymore, I'm so tired" I couldn't hold on anymore, I smiled at my brother one last time before succumbing to the darkness that was calling out to me.

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I'm so sorry I have not updated this book in a long time, it's just that a lot has been going on right now and i just needed to keep a low profile for sometime, I hope you guys understand. Well I will try my best to keep you guys updated on a weekly basis, once I get my shit back together. I actually updated this chapter today because I felt guilty for keeping you guys waiting. I'll see you guys when I see you, I guess, till then...........