The Assassins Cursed Lover

Prologue

Shifting my body around, I could feel the cold, stained concrete press into my bruised ass.Shifting a little too much to the left, a stinging sensation caught me off guard sending a shiver down my spine as memories came flooding back from last Thursday, or what I assumed to be Thursday. It was hard to tell what day it was down here. The only sign of day or night was from a window on the far-right wall. During the day the light shone low revealing small tally marks I scratched in.

Wincing, I slowly lean over clutching my fractured ribs with my right hand, while my left reached under my torn blanket clutching onto the stone I dislodged when I first got here. Straightening to the best of my ability's, I tally another day. It's been nine weeks and three days since I found out my Stepmother Ameilia orchestrated, the whole kidnapping along with the torture she had her guard's dish upon me. In all the years I've known her I never once realized how much she actually despised me.

Two days ago, I thought I got lucky when I was able to loosen the rope around my ankle. An opportunity arose when I saw Amilia come down the stairs. Standing quickly, I was able to land a strike across her face, but the force from the blow caused my balance to become very unstable. Causing me to collapse at the bottom of the stairs. After months of being waterboarded, I developed pneumonia. And now every time I cough or scream, my throat feels like it's getting sliced with little razor blades. After landing that strike across her face, Amelia decided to break my ankle, all the while shackling my other one, and putting a collar around my neck. That shit was scratchy as hell, as well as leaving red marks behind. she also gave her guards free range to do whatever they wanted to me, just as long as it ended up with me being in constant pain. But there was one individual she hired to break me in the worst way possible. Alec.

There was a twitch in the darkness near the door. I know he is watching me. He's always watching. I can see his big form lean against the wooden beam, arms straining across his chest, black t-shirt stretching almost tearing away. He is a burly man for sure. But what scarred me even more was the sinister smile he gave me.

"You look so beautiful," Alec said while smiling.

"N-no," shacking my head I stuttered.

Alec came towards me, hand pulling the O-ring attached to the heavy collar that rests against my neck. With force he drags me across the concrete floor, hooking up the four chains that extend from every corner of the dim lit basement. Whenever I tried to relax my legs, the collar would tighten, chocking me, turning my face a beat red.

"Mmm, you are helpless. Entirely helpless. I can do whatever I want to you," he laughs as he circles me, blade in hand.

"St-t-top it," I cry, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Alec moves closer, his hand gripping the blade tightly I could see his knuckles turn white. When his left hand reached up, he slowly traced my collar bone. Digging the tip into my flesh he created a new cut, squirming away from him made things worse as red rivulets ran down my pale skin, making the color pop like snow white's lips.

"Shushhh," Alec whispered as he moved the blade up to my lips, tracing the seam I could feel the blood slowly coat them, a coppery taste seeped inside making me gag.

"Ale-ec please ... don't do-oo this. Plea-se -," I sobbed. Tears leaving a trail down my dirty face.

Smirking, Alec lowers his blade, placing it in his back pocket, he taunts me as he slowly walks behind, diapering from my sight. I could feel his hands grip my t-shirt as he quickly rips it into shreds completely exposing my back to the cold. Sobs rack my body causing me to hyperventilate. His hand circling my neck, two of his fingers slip into the O-ring attached to the collar. Tugging hard, my back slams into his front, at the same time he slams his bulge into my lower back. Bile filled my mouth as I shoved my hands behind, trying to push him away, in quick motion he caught one wrist twisting it, causing my elbow to pop out. screaming in pain I felt his hot breath fan my neck as his tongue did a circular motion leaving a trail of saliva behind, moving away from my neck he dipped his tongue into my ear.

Violently shaking I tried to plead with him, "P-p-plea-se ... don't ... ple-ase," my voice hoarsely whispered, "Don't. S-st-top do-"

Alec being Alec ignored my protest to stop as he slowly let go of my neck, his hand going to my front as he slowly pulled my t-shirt down exposing my breast, squirming I tried to move away as he started to Groupe my right side, his thumb and pointer finger pinching my nipple so hard I scream out.

"Quiet baby, don't fight," he spoke softly. Leaning in he whispers in my ear, "You're so perfect baby." he said while pulling my nipple hard. Snot bubbles began to form as I shout, "NO, No, No, no, no, stop. Please stop this."

Stopping for a second, he grabbed my other wrist binding both of them with rope, walking around me his hand shot forward as he grabbed my throat, Appling pressure he started to cut off my airflow, my vision getting blurry. His other hand moves to his back pocket as he reaches for his blade. Bringing it forward, he traces it across my chest pressing it hard enough to hurt, but not cut. Without blinking, I feel a sharp pain as he drives the blade into my side.

"Shushhhhh baby. Baby just breathe, breathe ok," Alec says as he lets go of my throat. his hand reaches up to stroke my matted blonde hair, "We haven't even gotten to the fun part yet."

With that I screamed. I scream so hard that is dissolves into incoherent sobs. Alec quickly rips the blade from my side. With the way my head was angled, I could see blood pouring from my side. Sobs rack my body as I try to speak, but only gibberish comes out. Before Alec drops the blade, he starts cutting along each of my ribs, droplets slowly form but don't fall.

"Argh-ngg p-pl-please! Please stop, stop! No ..., no-" I say as I try to find the strength to keep going, But I could feel my body slowly shut down, I've lost to much blood.

"Shush baby, relax," Alec says. Pausing he lifts the blade up against my cheek, slicing into the soft flesh he leaves a new cut. Shivering I whimper, "Stop it, stop, stop, please, it-it hurts."

"I know, I know, baby. I know it hurts," Alec says as he drops the blade causing it to clatter against the concrete floor. "You're doing such an amazing job. I don't think I could ever stop hurting you."

Whimpering, I close my eyes as his hand slowly bunches my torn t-shirt up and under my breast, showing my stomach. His finger traces my belly button then drops lower to the band of my underwear before slipping his hand inside. His fingers twist and pull at my pubic hair for a few seconds, sliding his fingers lower he breaches my folds, pinching my clit hard before thrusting two of his fingers inside of me. Thrashing around I try to dislodge his hand, but it got me nowhere.

"Stop. Please, plea-please stop! I don't want to-" My protest dies when Alec's other hand grabs my hair, yanking my head forward and to the side. He shoves his tongue in my mouth trying to go for a deep kiss. But he was met with resistance as his tongue clashed against my teeth. I had unshed tears ready to fall, when I smirked. I now know what I must do. Opening just enough to allow his tongue to slip in, I viciously bit down, jerking my head back. His blood filled my mouth leaving a coppery taste behind. Smirking I held the tip of his tongue with my teeth before spiting it out at his feet. Alec recoils back in pain, in the process letting go of me. The shock and rage that spread across his face was priceless. He fucking deserved it. But as I look up into his eyes, all I could see was complete madness. And in that moment, I knew this small victory would only bring me more pain and torment.