Sinful Temptations

VI

L U N A

Hearing the words come out from Dario's mouth, I sank gradually onto the floor. Facing the balcony, I gazed at the sky painted with yellow and blue colors. It was the beginning of a new day. A new day that was supposed to be full of hope, positivity, and joy. Nature tried its best to indulge its beings with all delightful wishes. But, to me, it terribly failed.

Drops of tears streamed down my face. Those five words echoed through my ears. It felt like someone spits out those words to me every now and then behind me. Your father sold you cucciola. That's all I could hear.

My father sold me.

My own father sold me.

My own father who is related to me by blood did not think twice before

Selling me.

He sold me to a fucking ruthless sinister walking on earth.

My dejection gradually started switching to anger. Little by little anger was consuming me. Slowly and steadily I was starting to lose my temper. The world around me looked blurry and I could only see one color-Red. My hands were trembling. Your father sold you cucciola. Father? My fucking ass. I started walking towards the mirror. Enormous in size my whole body fit perfectly in it.

I gazed at the girl standing in front of me. Nothing else than a weak and fragile girl. A fucking feeble girl. Who has no idea how to protect herself. No idea how to stand up for herself. No idea how to save herself from the assholes of the underworld.

I raised my hands in the air and stroked them together in order to clap. I clapped at the girl facing toward me. "What a successful girl you have become!", I exclaimed keeping on clapping.

"Your mom is so proud of you." 

I held onto the mirror in the blink of an eye. Vexation was eating me alive. I lost it. Raising my hand balled into a fist I threw it in the mirror. Smashing it into a million tiny pieces. The harsh sound of the breaking glass filled the room. I snatched a glance at my palm only to see blood pouring down from it. Drops of my blood started to spill on the floor. It wasn't long before my white t-shirt was crimson red as I pressed my palm against it. I could care less about my blood loss in the situation I was stuck in. Stepping back, I fell on the bed. Intensely staring at my reflection in the broken mirror facing me. Smeared with my blood on its surface.

Keep calm Luna. Do not let this situation bother you! An inner voice screamed at me. I laughed out loud. "Of course, I should not. I should just sit back down and abide by every rule that bastard tells me to!" I shrieked at the reflection staring at me.

No.

I am not weak.

Tears rolled down my cheeks once again. I forced my hand to wipe it off and look dead in the eye at the broken reflection in the mirror.

I need to figure out how to escape this situation as soon as possible.

Even if it leads to my death.

I sprang up from the bed, rummaging throughout the room for some kind of exit except the door, which was locked. I was completely losing it when I ran into the closet hoping to find at least something which would help me outside. After wasting a good fifteen minutes or so, the room was a complete mess. Everything was lying on the floor, starting from pillows to the toiletries in the bathroom. I realized this was a downright impractical thing to do. That asshole would never allow this kind of silly escape under his watch.

Exhausted, I collapsed on the bed. I would never be able to get out in this way. This would only lead to being killed by the Mob Boss himself, and nobody wanted that.

That ugly smirk of the asshole flashed in my mind. "If only I could wipe that smug off his face.", saying this I grabbed the crumpled bed sheets in my fist. Wincing in pain, I shot up straight. I glanced at the bed sheets balled in my hand. Sitting up, I ran towards the balcony judging how high it was.

This was a stupid plan but I had no choice.

The next few minutes passed by in a rush. One by one I started to tie the bed sheets hoping to make a sturdy rope out of it, which would be enough to carry my weight. I went through the drawers to find extra sheets in them which helped me to elongate the sheet rope till it reached the ground. I had to be agile at the same time I did not forget to keep an eye on the door. Cause if someone walked in on this. It would be my last day on earth. No excuses are to be made.

Hurriedly I carried the stuff essential for my escape to the balcony. I tightened one end to the railing and tossed the other end down, letting it graze the ground beneath it. Without wasting any further time, I held onto the sheet rope and climbed over the edge of the balcony. Keeping myself steady, I gripped the rope for my dear life. I decided to let my feet wrap around the rope, leaving the chilled concrete floor behind.

I kept my stance straight when I crept down the rope toward the ground. I refused to look down and let my thoughts consume me. Well, I had nowhere to go even if I was able to escape but that was a story for another day. The only thing I should focus on right now was escaping this hell hole and never looking back. My struggle was not over yet as I still had to figure out the exit of this huge goddamn palace.

My feet touched the grass shortly after. I wallowed myself into positive thoughts even if it was for a minute. But none of it seemed to work in this situation. I hoped I would be able to escape and never look back. Looking around rapidly, I hid behind the huge pillars of the mansion sprouting from the ground.

But, still, in the middle of this huge chaotic breakaway. My mind still lingered around a specific thing which certainly I could not brush off. It all felt like..

Nah this is too easy, this is too good to be true.

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