A Throne Amongst the Stars

Tuus Sum

[A/N: Hello my lovelies! I am updating early today because I will be extremely busy this evening. I love you all very much! I hope you have all had a wonderful week and I hope you enjoy this next update! -K🖤]

[🌌This chapter contains swearing, extreme angst, and depictions of a perilous situation that is uncomfortable.🌌]
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Uncontrollable tears escaped my squeezed eyes as I continued to flail against those who trapped me within their inescapable arms. I forced my crying eyes closed in preparation for the lethal impact of the man's fist, wondering what I had done to deserve this.

But instead of being brutally abused, the man grabbed my face and pressed his fingers into my cheeks, puckering my lips painfully as the men holding me began to chuckle at my humiliation.

"We can't have a bruise on that pretty face, hm, Princess?" He muttered, grasping my chin between his thumb and forefinger. "Open your eyes." He commanded, harshly patting my cheek, resulting in me being forced to obey. He ran his thumb over my lips, pressing my quivering bottom lip with the pressure of his wandering and forceful thumb.

Nauseating terror flooded my body as my limbs trembled cold with pure fear. No one had ever dared put their hands on me when I was on Interitus.

But I wasn't on Interitus anymore.

And I was completely alone with five men whose eyes burned with a terrifying evil that inspired uncomfortable chills to formulate over my skin.

My chest wracked with sobs as multiple hands continued to roam my arms and torso. "Please stop..." I begged, to which my throat was immediately grabbed by the man who had gifted me a beautiful drink in the bar we were once in together.

Why were they doing this to me?

[A/N: Dear reader, the following paragraphs insinuate a perilous situation regarding ⚠️harassment⚠️. Please continue reading according  to your own will. 🖤]

"You're in no place to give orders, right, fellas?" He questioned, earning hums and grunts of agreement from the four men that each touched me in one form or another. "You're worth quite a lot to someone out there. Willing to pay a fortune for a little, naive Princess." I struggled to breathe as his grasp tightened around my neck. "Such a pretty little Princess, all alone with no one to save her."

"My Poe," I nearly gagged as his grip tightened around my neck, "P-Promised that he would always protect me." I gritted with trembling lips as he sneered in return. "He gave y-you that, didn't he?" I was referring to his swollen black eye and split eyebrow that furiously bled down the side of his face. Knowing that Poe had acted on my behalf made me feel proud and confident, confirming that he would fulfill his promises to me.

He gritted his misaligned teeth before smirking grimly. "This will heal," He motioned to his closed eye that swirled with inflammation and bruises, "It will go back to the way it was before." His hand that was around my neck released his relentless hold as he slowly dragged his hand downwards in a tantalizing manner. "But you won't. Not after this." He whispered, spreading his fingers widely as he groped the front of my chest harshly.

I physically cringed and screamed at feeling his roaming hands run over my chest without my consent. "Stop!" I weeped, now being roughly handled as Poe's jacket was being violently tugged from my arms. "Stop, please!" I begged, my voice hoarse as it echoed through the otherwise abandoned alley behind the lively bar where no one could hear my screams from the inside. "Poe!" I shrieked into the night sky and towards the stars who could only watch silently as the transgressions continue to unfold.

His jacket was stripped from me as I loudly sobbed, now feeling more vulnerable than before, a helpless prey that had been led and trapped by carnivorous predators that had stalked me for a unknown period of time.