The enemy

XXVI

⚠️ WARNING CUT, RAPE, BLOOD ⚠️
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Emiliano
It has been a couple weeks since the ball. I cant believe she tried to play victim. By telling me her husband abuses her. If I ever see her again. She's...shes dead...— We pushed the wedding back so it'll be in a year from now. January 18th. — I hate that Im marrying her. I didn't want to do this shit. I'm going to be the fucking Godfather. — Camila has been trying to get in my bed for months now. I don't want to sleep with anyone. No one at all but...her...
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Viló
Stinging on my face. Bruises on my body. Tied up. Like a doll. Getting raped every night. — I'm so tired. That's when I made a plan to take all my shit and leave for Paris. — It was 11 at night. I turn over and this monster who is sleeping next to me. I try to get up but he ends up yanking me into him. — He flips me over and pins me down. His cold hands, freezing my body. I felt numb. I couldn't do anything. — That's when my eyes widened. It felt like someone was pulling my eyes open. My breathing started to fasten. — I saw this awful man take a blade out of the drawer next to him. — It stung as he carved, a soon to be scar, onto my cheek. — Help me. I tried to scream but I couldn't. My body was in shock and enduring the pain. — The blade dug deep into my cheek. Blood dripping down my face, interfering with my tears. After he was done cutting my face he got a towel and wiped my blood off. He was on top of me and whispered into my ear.
Kilos
"If you ever think of running away again, it'll be much worse for you. You hear me you slut!"
I nodded my head quickly and quietly and he started groping me. — He took of my panties and started rubbing my clit. Hard and unpleasantly. — I tried to close my legs but he preyed them open again. — Again. He is raping me. My lifeless body. I feel like I'm out of my body. My salty tears interfere with the monster that kisses me....Help.
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It's been about 3 days since I was last raped. — Kilos was out for an hour or so. I had 10 minutes to pack and get to the airport. — I packed everything that I could. — I looked in the mirror in disgust. The awful scar. — it stung when I touched it. It look awful. — I got everything and ran out of the house and walked into the elevator. — The doors finally opened and I fucking ran as fast as I could. Tears flooding down my face. I got into the limo with my most trusted limo driver. He pressed on it and took me to the airport. — I ran into the airport doors and into my private jet as soon as I could. I never once looked back. My family treated me like shit. Everyone was treating me like a sex doll. A punching bad. That's all I was. I'm tired. — My eyes drifted as we flew into the air. I could finally rest.
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As soon as I made it, I ran out of the plane and Chei was waiting for me. Chei resides in Paris. She knew I was coming because I texted her a week ago. We were making the escape plan together. I threw my phone onto the ground and stomped on it. Stomping on it, like it was the faces of the people that hurt me. —Chei and I got into her limo and we drove to the most expensive hotel in Paris. — We got settled in and I could finally relax, except for the fact that Kilos is probably at my penthouse, probably trying to find me. — Fuck.
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Emiliano
I had an important meeting with Kilos today. I don't know what he wanted. But he said it was urgent. If he brings her I swear to fucking god. — i get into my limo and we drove down to one of my safe warehouse. — I got out of the limo and took long strides into the warehouse. — I make eye contact with Kilo. He looks like he's about to kill someone. I check for my gun and it was still there.
Kilos
"She fucking left me."
Emiliano
"And?"
Kilos
"SHE WAS FUCKING MINE!"
I continued to grind my teeth. She's not fucking property.
Emiliano
"What would you like me to do?"
Kilos
"I need you to.. fucking kill her. Make her suffer."
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