My Biggest Obsession

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐰𝐨.

♪ Tag, you're it - Melanie Martinez ♪

| Ivory |

My eyes slowly fluttered open, I felt lightheaded. Everything was unclear in my mind.
Wait.
That's not my room.
Slowly the memories in my mind came back, my feet were attached to a radiator with anklets that relied on heavy chains.

They got me again. I frantically moved my feet.
No. No. No.

"Look who's awake." A voice echoed in my back, it wasn't Kirill's but it was familiar. I turned to see his face, I remembered him from somewhere, "Remember me? I'm Ivan Romanov. But your husband knows me better than you do, he always underestimated me"

"What the fuck are you doing here ?" I spat out.

"Well, you see, when Kirill proposed to me to work with him and take revenge on Aace, I accepted. And now we got you back to where you belong."

"Then say to him that I don't belong to him or here." I howled.

"You're brave to say things like that." He approached me with a knife, putting it under my jaw. "No doubts you're his daughter. You took that from him."

Are they all in this cult where they think I'm his daughter? They're mentally ill.

"He's so happy to have you back, princess. But he has work to do for now, so he'll visit you later. I thought instead of waiting for him calmly, I think we could have a little fun together don't you think? Good for me I have a thing for married women."

I smelled his breath on my neck and I wanted to throw up. I couldn't do anything to stop my body from shaking.

"Let's say I'm giving you this as your birthday present. And let me tell you... The day I laid my eyes on you at the Mafia ball, I dreamed of the day I could finally fuck you. You were in this fucking dress, I knew one day I'd have you begging for my touch. It's your fault, you shouldn't have tempted me with this whore outfit. But this day has finally come... The day where I fuck you like the slut you are."

Ivan Romanov is not a small assassin like Aace said. He's a mentally ill man who grew up with frustration and a hate toward women. And I was the one he chose to let his anger out on.
I'm so disappointed with myself because even with the hundreds of techniques of fighting Ilearned, I couldn't do anything. I was stuck in my own body, once again. Like the little weak girl I used to be.

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I tried to fight, to scream, I really did. Believe me. But I stopped fighting, a new time in my life.
He did make me beg. I lost my dignity. And the only testimony of it, is the stain between my legs and my small frame curled up on this cold floor.

It did hurt. Physically I mean. But inside I felt numb. I closed my eyes and I thought about Aace's pupils. His blue eyes calmed me. Yet the pain didn't go away, it only made it worse.
Worse because I could die to have him holding me right now.

I know he'd tell me to be strong. But I didn't feel like I could after this.
How is he going to look at me? Because the only thing I could feel toward my body and myself right now is disgust.

I heard the door slamming open. "My daughter." His voice called me, but I didn't react. I laid still on the floor, shamefully. He kneeled down towards me and caressed my cheek. I noticed he had one part of his face burned, probably from four years ago. "Your cheeks are stained with tears. I thought we got rid of this problem a long time ago. But this guy made you weak again."

No. Aace made me human again. He managed to pick up the pieces you broke.
That's what I wanted to answer him.
Although nothing came out of my mouth.

"Get up." He ordered me, but my body that just got beaten up was unable to move.

He grasped my arm forcefully, making me stand up. "There was a time where you were more obedient. I'm disappointed." He spat out with hate. "How does it feel to be home again?"

"Like I was thrown into hell." I dared to roll my eyes at him.

"Don't worry. I'll have you just like before in no time. I'll wake you up tomorrow before the morning. Training starts at five A.M. I advise you to not be late. Or it'll have consequences for you. But I'm not worried about you. You'll have plenty of opportunities to have moments with my men in your free time. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." He finished, as he slammed the door.

Moments?

With his men?

What the fuck does that mean?...

Wait.

Did he...

No. Please. Everything but that. Why doesn't he just kill me? I was already sick and tired of his shit.

I kneeled down on the floor, taking a deep breath.

I closed my eyes and the only thing I can see is Aace's eyes.

The blue that could save me.

My redemption.

Please Aace.

Save me from this hell.

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Hiiii.

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