The Black Silk

Chapter 8 🖤✨️

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING [mention of sexual assault, rape, abortion, cheating] ⚠️

Flashback

Nico had a habit of throwing parties every alternate day. It was like oxygen to him, people from all walks of life. One peculiar thing about Nico's party was that it involved exhibitionism. Naked men and women crowded the mansion. Orgy was performed at every corner. In one of the corners a dick humped an ass. In the other corner someone's balls sat on a ladies face.

One of the worst and disgusting scenes that befell my eyes was the gorgeous lady's face dripped with the white milk. Now I was neither naive nor was I unaware of these plays. It was just that I had never expected Nico to be interested in these things. I was neither fond of such plays. I expected a little rough behavior from my partner.

Now I was in for a disaster and the very cause I separated from Nico. You see, as I described his party , I forgot to tell that he was also a exhibitionist and a multi player. I had thought he was just interested in me and waited for me every night to come to him and we'd do all the naughty things he had planned for me. But, this was an absolute astounding surprise.

As I entered the room it was full of a pungent smell. A mixture of stinking sweat and a cricket team's worth of pleasure covered the room.

Upon entering the room the stickiness clung to my louboutins. I was thoroughly disgusted by it. I was especially dressed to the nine for Nico today.  I wanted to look ravishing for my man, wanted to keep his eyes on mine and wanted him to worship and treat me like the way he would have treated his favorite dessert. I wanted him to gobble me up like he would drink his favorite bourbon. Slowly and sip after sip having an after taste of the whisky.

I was prepared today to confess my feelings once again and pop the question. I know it is usually done by the guys, but I didn't care. I had thoroughly thought this through and had made all the preparations for the occasion tonight.

My preparations, from the dress to make up, from the heels to the customized ring with my , his and our child's initials on it, went down the drain.

First when he asked me to join him and his friends and colleagues in the sexual escapade he had organized. It turned out that he had without my knowledge put on his sexual escapade market. To have intercourse with each one of them one by one and altogether. My eyes started to tear up like a dam broke its restraints. I had no idea he thought it  would be a brilliant idea on his part to use me in such an infuriatingly disgusting way.

'I am not your personal whore whom you would use and throw away and certainly not a toy for them.' I roared at Nico with angry tears flowing down like a lava on my face and for those perverts to hear it loud and clear.

As I was about to barge out of the door with my excitement buried to the ground and my tears burning my eyes I felt agonizing pain when Nico pulled me by my hair and threw me in that horrifying room and people. I was terrified not for myself but for my child. I could fight these little shits without breaking a sweat, but my one goal was to protect this baby no matter what.

With an intense grip Nico twisted my hair and made me face those Bastards. They all slowly started closing in with lust literally dripping out their mouth and eyes. It was the most violated I had felt my entire life. As they closed in, their hands started to roam my body and I stood patiently waiting for an opening to break those arms in two. Now you see, I have been trained for these situations and very brutally and cruelly at that. It was not only me but my sister as well who received this training. Our father drilled this in our head with his gravelly voice, " You need to be calm while facing any adversity. If death stares you in the eye, You bloody well tell it NOT NOW WE WILL SOME OTHER DAY."

I felt Nico's grip loosening on my hair and I was not even a second late to grab those arms and break them into two from the joints. I was not aware whose arm was that but he let out blood curdling scream when his arm broke with a loud noise. As soon as Nico realized what had happened and was about to catch me by my hair again I slipped out of  his grip and twisted another one of his friend's or whatever's neck within my death grip all the while two other people trying to  free him and Nico approaching with a menacing look.

I had never in our dating period shown him this side. But today I made sure my menacing looks matched his.  I had not loosened my grip until the one within my grip fainted and then moved onto the other two. I broke a champagne bottle on one's head and the other had it worse with his head being shoved into the headboard making adding his face to the decoration. I did all while giving special attention to my stomach.

Suddenly Nico stormed towards me, his face contorted with rage. Before I could react, he was upon me, gripping my jaw harshly with two others holding my arms and legs.

"You think you can just walk away from me?" he spat, forcing a small pill between my lips.

Panic surged through me  as Itried to resist, but Nico's strength was overwhelming. He slammed my head back against the cold marble floor, the impact sending a sharp pain through my skull. Blood trickled down the side of my face, mingling with my hot tears.

"Nico, please, I'm pregnant!" I gasped, my voice barely a whisper. But my plea fell on deaf ears. Nico only laughed cruelly, his eyes wild.

"That's even better," he sneered, his grip tightening around my throat.

As the drug took effect, I felt my body grow weak, my  struggles becoming feeble. The room spun around me, darkness encroaching at the edges of my vision. Through the haze of pain and fear, I felt Nico's hands roughly tearing at my clothes, his intentions clear.

Just then, the front door crashed open, and footsteps pounded towards them.
"Get off her, you monster!" Alessio roared, his voice cutting through the fog in my mind. Beside him stood Fluer, my sister, her face a mask of horror and determination.

Alessio lunged at Nico, pulling him away from me with a force that sent both men sprawling across the floor. Fluer rushed to my side, cradling my head gently. "It's going to be okay, Mia Cara. We've got you," she murmured, her voice shaking but resolute.

I  tried to speak, to thank them, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, I let out a strangled cry as a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. Blood stained the pristine white carpet beneath me, a stark reminder of the life I had lost.

Alessio and Nico grappled, their fight a blur of fists and fury. Fluer, meanwhile, focused on me, her hands trembling as she tried to stem the flow of blood. "Hold on, Cellina. Just hold on," she repeated, her voice breaking.

The room was chaos, a whirlwind of violence and desperation. My world narrowed to the pain and the sound of my own ragged breathing. As Alessio finally subdued Nico and knocked him out cold, My consciousness began to slip away, the edges of reality fading to black.

Fluer's voice was a distant echo, a lifeline in the darkness. "We need to take her ! Now!" she screamed, her voice cracking with fear.

As I drifted closer to unconsciousness, the last thing I saw was Alessio's face, etched with concern and anger, as he looked back at me over his shoulder. The last thing I heard was the wail of sirens in the distance, growing louder by the second.