THE AURA OF HATE [Editing]

FORTY- EIGHT

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I tried to open my eyes but the pain in the back of the head restraining me to.

Still managing the pain, I opened my eyes, feeling something wet on the side of my face.

I throw my head back in weakness and try to touch the side face, when I realized my hands were tired to a wooden chair. I tried to use my legs but it was no use, they were tied too.

Fuck!

I could feel my heart start to pound inside my chest rapidly.

Fuck! No. Hazel calm the fuck down.

You should be calm in situations like these.

Panic would make things worse.

I look around at my surroundings, trying to figure out where the fuck I am but it was useless.

All I could see was a green metal door, which was rusted. The tube light in the room was blinking. Everything in the surrounding was of no use.

I try to yank my hands and legs out of the robes but nothing.

There has to be a way!

After proper 3 minutes of full concentration, I remember that I have a clip on my hair, that has a sharp ending which can cut these ropes.

Does it hurt? No.

Bending my head to the arm rest of the chair where my hand is tied, I carefully remove the clip from my hair and start to cut it.

In the process of cutting it, I heard rustling of the keys.

"Думаешь, горячая мама еще не спит? Я хочу трахнуть ее грубо. Ее тело - желание каждого мужчины. По правде говоря, я завидую Кэррингтону. Он трахает ее." Unknown voice of a man spoke.

(You think, the hot moma is awake yet? I wanna fuck her raw. Her body is every mans desire. To tell you the truth, I envy Carrington. He gets to fuck her)

"Боже, я, блин, правильно знаю. Нести ее сюда ради босса было самым тяжелым дерьмом, которое я когда-либо делал. Пока она была без сознания, все, что я мог представить, это трахал ее. Я не шучу, я был очень близок к тому, чтобы запрыгнуть на заднее сиденье и выебать ей мозги."
Other unknown voice of a man spoke.

(God, I fucking know right. Carrying her here for the boss was the hardest shit I have ever done. While she was unconscious, all I could imagine was fucking her. I'm not joking, I was really close to hop in the backseat and fuck her brains out)

Yea, you wish, with that tiny dick of yours.

I roll my eyes at them.

The door opened and all I saw were the shadows of two tall lean men in a suit. Probably bodyguards to whoever kidnapped me.

"You awake baby?" He asks looking at me straight.

"No, I'm still sleeping. I like to talk back and sleep with my eyes open." I roll my eyes at them and they both chuckled.

"Oh that's what I'm talking about. That sweet sassy hot mouth of yours. No wonder why boss wants you in the first place. With that hot body and mouth of yours." He groans and continues, "don't worry малышка (baby girl) after boss is done with you, we're gonna fuck you. Take turns hear you scream." He says with so much confidence.

I was losing my temper and all I wanted was to get up from the chair and slam both of their heads on the wall and shove a cactus down their throats. But I remained silent and worked in the rope. It's very surprising how they haven't noticed it.

Once I was done, the rope was loose and all I had to do was yank my hand out, and the whole rope would break apart. As I was doing so, I heard footsteps approaching towards the room.

"босс здесь." One of the men spoke.
(Boss is here)

I looked up at the man who was atleast 6'2 and muscular, not as much as Xander though.

As he was walking towards me, light flashed on his face and I wish I could say I was surprised but I wasn't.

It was pretty obvious.

Fucking Vladimir Rostislav.

"Mrs. Carrington, such a pleasure to meet you again, but I hoped it would've been more like you not tied to a chair in the basement of my mansion." He greeted and I scoffed.

"Rostislav." I say looking at him.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" I ask him raising my eyebrows.

Vladimir walked to me dangerously, to say I wasn't afraid would be a lie but of course I wouldn't show that now would I?

Vladimir sits on the chair opposite to me that one of his men just provided him with.

"Hazel, to answer the question, You drugged my son, and tempted me, and seduced me." He said and I frowned.

"It's not my fault, your dick gets hard with me just talking to you and you raking your eyes down my body. Plus I would never willingly flirt or seduce you. You know why? Because you're too old for me дедушка. (Grandpa)." I say moving closer to his chair.

He chuckled and gets us, kicking the chair behind him causing it to break out of force.

He was angry.

His eyes were literally red.

He knelt down, and grabbed my cheeks with his one hand.

"ты знаешь русский? Я понимаю. этот твой умный рот доставит тебе много неприятностей, дорогая." He said. His breath smelt old, like teeth rotten and vodka.

(you know Russian? I see. that smart mouth of yours is going to get you in a lot of trouble darling)

"Я знаю 7 языков, придурок. не заблуждайтесь, думая, что ваши угрозы причинят мне вред. Мне почти наплевать на то, что ты собираешься со мной сделать." I say getting my teeth earning a earth shattering laugh.

(I know 7 languages dickhead. don't mistaken yourself to thinking that your threats are going to cause me any harm. I can barely give a fuck of what you are going to do to me.)

"Is that so младенец (baby), then hear me say it. I'm going to fuck you so hard ripping you into pieces recording the video of ours and send it to your dear husband. Hm. I can't wait for that moment. I wonder how tight your pussy is going to be." He said groaning, moving his hand to my breast. I could see his dick I'm his pants tightening making me gag internally.

No matter who I am or how strong I am or am I a mafia leader. Any girl would get scared at the thought of her getting raped and I am getting scared.

But one thing I learnt was to never show your fear infront of your enemies.

"And you listen to me you старый капризный ублюдок (old cranky ass motherfucker), once I'm out of this chair, I'm going to fucking beat you up, torture the fuck out of you and your son, I'd take you to the basement of my mansion, chop your dick off and shove it down you throat until you gag to death." I say with so much confidence making his eyes show fear but he quickly recovered it with a fearless one.

"I wonder when will that be." He says and I smirk.

Right now bitch.