" Shut it!"
" I swear if you scream one more time I'll slit your throat in half. Understood?" the hoarse and drone voice commanded earning a haste nod.
" Good girl."
Tying her onto the bed , he went on to gag her so she wouldn't utter a sound.
Her gaze froze on the massive man , memorising each and every part of her body his hand came into contact with.
She winced when he pulled out a two edged dagger from his belt.
" Be still." he commanded.
As the weapon inched closer to her body , she began to wriggle , tears running down her cheeks as muffled whimpers escaped through the thick cloth covering her mouth.
" What part of be still do you not understand?!" he asked through gritted teeth , immediately causing her to become deathly still , with the exception of her heaving chest.
" You know what? I have a better idea.."
The sound of something ripping filled the room as he ripped her right sleeve off.
The last thing she saw being him bringing it closer to her face and tying it painfully firm at the back of her head before her vision was concealed in complete darkness.
Before she could even adjust to the newfound darkness , she felt a savage sting on her forearm before it wheezed down her arm and across her entire being.
She flinched only causing him to grip tightly onto her forearm and deepen the dagger right into her flesh.
Her breaths quickened , heartbeat rapidly increasing as she felt a warm liquid trickling down her skin and onto the bed.
At least she didn't have to see herself bleed to death.
The man continued to do what she could only discern as a drawing on her upper arm.
Meticulous and precise as if he were an artist , her being his own personal canvas.
She groaned and whimpered as the dagger pierced deeper into her skin while being dragged down to her elbow before coming to a dead stop.
For a second , she thought it was finally over until the pain reemerged with a vengeance as he began retracing the lines and patterns he had made.
This time she couldn't hold it in.
Squirming and wriggling in pain , she yanked at the ropes which bound her wrists and ankles tightly to the bed but failed dismally to even have them budge.
A hand around her throat stopped all her movements.
" I told you to do just one thing but you never listen!"
" Hello! Is everything okay in there?"
An unfamiliar but young , deep voice rang from the other side of the door , a loud knock following shortly after.
If she had no blindfold , she would have seen the one emotion she never expected on her stepfather's countenance to suddenly become prominent.
Fear.
" Y-yeah! All good!" he eventually shouted , more like stuttered , back.
" I thought I had someone scream?"
" Definitely not in here. Must be the television next door."
A subtle 'oh' was heard from the other side of the door followed by almost silent receding footsteps.
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The Billionaire's Escort
Romance" They called him the mastermind And for some reason unbeknownst to me... I was his masterpiece-" --------------- Growing up, deception and pain were no new words in her dictionary Having grown up at the hands of manipulative and abusive guardians...
