She's Not Afraid (A Dark One Direction Mafia Story) Book 2

~ T W E N T Y ~

*Luna's POV*

It has been just over a month since we have been discharged home from the hospital. Louis is back to his old ways of torturing me. At first it started as pulling me to the ground by my hair, choaking me and biting but now it has escalated to harshly punching me, which leaves bruises the size of apples. He also whips me and sometimes even forcing sex again. The was at the beginning, now he does it almost every day.

The boys were ordered back out to the field to work so it was mostly me and Louis at home by ourselves during the day. Selena was back from her family visit and helping with the babies once again. With the nice weather, she usually took them on daily walks. Then when the abuse would happen.

"Louis Stop Please!" I begged as he continued to whip me with no remorse.

He had me tied to the bed, naked and blindfolded. The whips stopped and I felt him climb off the bed. I slowly let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding as I thought it was over, instead I heard him undo his pants and kick them off to the side.

"Louis p-please. I'm begging you." My voice shaking, as I tried not to cry.

"Doesn't matter Love, you should know by now that I do whatever I want."

I really was having regrets about giving him my kidney. I should have listened to Zayn. I tried to get my wrists out of the handcuffs before he climbed back onto the bed and immediately placed himself into me, pumping slowly speeding up over time. I hate this so much, the fact that he can get away with this again.

Of course, no one knows this is happening to me. Louis threatened me that If I told anyone what he was doing, that he would kill Zayn and his entire family right in front of me. I-I couldn't do that, I couldn't lose Zayn like I lost Enzo. I loved him too much.

He sent the boys out during the day so he could do this to me. If anyone was to ask about my marks, I was threatened to just tell them I got scratched by something during the day. He didn't whip me enough to make them bleed or have them deep, but just enough to leave a red mark. Which would make the boys not question him. Louis' intention when hurting someone is to make sure they have him imprinted onto their skin, to leave his mark. That is, unless he kills them.

I laid there, numb. To numb to cry or yell. I fucking gave up. Nobody is coming to help. He smiled as he finished and pulled himself out of me. Kissing me, he untied me from the bed.

"Perfect as always. princess" He cooed as he ran his hands through my hair.

I fucking hated that name. I'm not his princess.

I laid there, staring into his dark, cold eyes, my body weak and sore. He pulled on his trousers before leaving the room without another word. It was only 11am so the boys wouldn't be home for another 5 or so hours so I just pulled the covers over my body and laid there to rest.

I grabbed one of my pills from the side table and swallowed it dry. I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.

*Harry's POV*

Despite telling him no, Louis made all of us go back out and take care of the people who had debts to him.

"Where's our money?" I asked the guy, who was tied to the chair.

"I-Will get it for you." He replied, voice shaking.

Liam went over and landed a punch to the guy's face, causing a nosebleed.

"This is what you told us last time no?" Zayn asked rolling up his sleeves slowly.

The man shook his head violently as he coughed up blood.