Plan A (Formerly known as His Heart)

Chp 21- Bleed

He pulled me by my hair.

"Get up you little slut..Boss wants to see you"the man said and I slowly followed.

We arrived at a room and I gulped by the dark exterior.

"Who are you?"I asked scared

"Adele, isn't it? "the man said and came out of the shadows.

"Do I know you?"I asked.

"No you don't....but your husband does. Your husband and I are enemies and you are going to be a way to lure your husband for me to kill him...."hr said

"Please let me go"I said and I felt a sharp pain on my cheeks.

"Your father gave you to me"he said and my father walked in.

"How could you? I hate you"I yelled anger coursing through my  veins.

"Shut up,child....I hate you even more. A child that was never born to exist..one that isn't even mine"he said

"So it's true.. I'm not your child"I said with shaky hands.

"I was a rich man's son...but to inherit my father's property I needed a wife and a heir. I was infertile.Your mother was a long time fling and I found her with you. I thought you were my child.She tried to hide me but when I found both of you I burnt the house like the people in the house had died. It turned out your stupid mother had a fling with another man and you were the outcome"he said with a voice full of spite.

"I hate you..I hate all of you"I said and I remembered Lorenzo. Tears spilled out of my eyes and I was pulled back to the cellar.

5 days later.....

I was hardly fed...Some if the men would try to touch me in certain places and I would always cry myself to sleep.

I was sitting on the floor as usual when the same burly man came in.

"Boss wants to see you..Now strip and get into the bathroom"he said and I weakly got up. I peeled of my things as he eyed my body. It was a normal thing that it no longer repealed me. His hands slapped my butt as I bathed and I winced. I didn't want this..never did...I wanted freedom not more abuse. I walked out and the man gave me a black skimpy dress, something a stripper would wear. I put it on and the man pulled me out. Other men feasted their eyes on me.

"Where  are you taking her to?"one of the men asked.

"Boss wants to see the slut..."the man said

"Mm"the other man nodded.

I was taken to the bosses room.

"Leave her with me"the boss,Nicolia Roskie said and the man left.

He took big strides to me and I felt his hand on my thigh. I looked away and I saw the camera.

"I'm going to fuck you now and send it to your husband"he said and pulled my dress tearing it off me. I covered myself with my hands but he roughly pushed my hands away and kissed me. I bit his lips and hit him in the groin.

"You little bitch"he said and hit my head against the hard wall. My blood splattered on the wall and I smiled. He slapped me across the cheek and I winced.

His hands went up my thigh and I weakly pushed his hands away but he slapped my other cheek and started to grope my breasts. I felt disgusted...I felt like a whore when he touched me.

I pushed him away and he pushed my head against the wall.

"Be a good girl and let me fuck you"he said and I felt a hand sliding up my thigh and I blacked out.

Lorenzo De Luca POV

I sat on the chair beside the hospital bed. I had found her luckily..She was almost raped...I made sure they captured Nikolia. I would make sure his death will be painful..I would let him pay. She looked so sickly and drained. Her face was drained of all color and that hurt me. I had captured her father too.Shr had been in a coma for 1 week and every passing day my desperation grew. I wanted to see her smile again,to be able to call her love again.

I wanted to apologize for shouting at her. According to tests,she had been abused greatly and it scared me even more.

I heard a low sound and I raised my head to see her eyelids slowly open.

"Love..Claire..Are you okay?"I asked her

"No...No..Please leave me alone... Don't rape me"she said with a slow voice. I pressed the button and the doctor came running in.

"Don't rape me...No..no"she kept screaming in the hospital bed. They gave her a shot to put her to sleep. Her words kept tugging at my heart"Don't rape me".

She was almost raped because of me.

2 days later.....

Adele Claire Castillo POV

I was starting to get better..stuck in the hospital bed.

The door opened and I saw Lorenzo. Was I supposed to smile? What was worth smiling about?

"Love"he said slowly

"Don't call me that..Please don't"I said my voice choking in.

"Love, I'm sorry"he said

"Don't call me "love"....Please, tell me..Did they rape me?"I asked

"Love"he said

"Answer me,please"I said and he ran his hands through his hair.

"I was raped"I said

"No..You weren't"he said slowly

"They raped me emotionally..I lost all my self esteem..I feel dirty....I hate men,all of them"I said

"Love...please"

"I want to be alone, please....Leave me alone"I yelled and he walked out shutting the door behind him. Tears trickled down my eyes and I cried till I could cry no more.

3 days later.....

I was sent back to the mansion. I hardly saw Lorenzo.Chiara was there for me but it wasn't enough.I sat on the bedroom floor...the way they touched me replaying in my head. My body started to itch me....I walked down to the kitchen and I saw the knife.

Maybe I could end this suffering?Death could help me. I aimed the knife on my neck and I could feel blood pouring as I put more pressure on the knife. Someone pushed the knife out of my hand. It was Lorenzo. For three days,I hadn't seen him. His eyes were red from lack of sleep.

"Please let me kill myself.."I said

"Are you crazy, Claire?"he shouted and I fell to the floor.

"I can feel their hands..Please..I want it of..I can still feel their touch..I want them to pay"I said in-between sobs.

I felt his strong arms around me.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you...I will kill them,love.Every single one of them"he said

"I want to kill them myself"I said and he nodded.

"Do you forgive me,love?"he said pleadingly.

"It takes time to forgive..."I said and he just kissed my shoulder and carried me to our room. He started to treat my wound and wipe the blood away. I was broken and it would take a miracle to fix me again.