Her Seven Deadly Brothers (Part 1 and 2)

Chapter 49

In the amidst of a dark room, Eleanora shivered, curling her legs to her chest. It had been a complete day already since she was forcefully taken here.

The door of this room had not opened even once. It was so dark, creepy and cold. The hard wooden floor beneath her was only increasing her discomfort with each second. She had cried and screamed enough but no-one responded.

Now, she was exhausted. She wanted to shut her eyes again and pray that this nightmare get over. But soon the reality came biting down her struggles.

"I want to go home." A whisper left her lips as she fell down unconscious.

On the other side, the Crimson brothers were restless. Hunter was completely intoxicated. He had not stopped drinking since the entire day. Lucifer was sitting at the other corner of the bar room, doing nothing but staring at space silently.

Damon was smoking, his face showed a certain darkness, the gentleness and warmth he always had on his face vanished. Hades was staring at the door, waiting for Vincent and William's arrival while tapping his foot impatiently.

Suddenly the door opened and both older brothers stepped in. Instantly, Lucifer was up on his feet.

"Did you find anything?" He asked, impatient as ever. He was ready to throw the gun. It have been so long since he opted to leave violence after all.

"Not anything interesting." Vincent sighed and took Lucifer's seat.

"What are we doing then?" Hades asked this question, looking in William's direction.

A silence fell over in the air. It lasted quite good few moments while William poured himself a drink. All of a sudden, Vincent's phone started to ring. He picked up on the second ring and silently listened to one of his informer.

"I see." A moment later, he finally muttered. A grim smile rested on his lips.

"Anastasia is kidnapped."

"What?" Damon asked, a glimpse of shock could be seen on his face.

"It can't be--- If she is kidnapped then this means--" Damon stopped himself mid-sentence.

All of them looked at their oldest brother who just finished his drink. He let out a sigh, clenching the glass hard until it shattered loudly.

"Vincent! Get the jet ready! We are going back to our home. I shouldn't but I will do it. For Nora's own sake, I could care less about any promise I had given to her."

Hunter chuckled, a bit sour at the situation.

"It's about time we join forces with our allies."

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Caution:::_____::: This part of the chapter could turn triggering and traumatic. Please be careful while proceeding--- (If you wish, you can skip this part)

"L-let go of ME!" Nora screamed, ignoring the raw pain in her throat as Gianni dragged her up the stairs by her hair.

His jaw clenched as she raised her hand up to hit him.

In a blink, he had pinned her to the railing and gripped her hand in his.

"AUGHH!" The sound of her blood curling scream along with a loud crunch of her bone was heard.

"Don't make me break you so soon, Eleanora! If you keep this up, I will tear your limbs one by one!" Gianni threatened darkly and gripped her throat tightly.

"Do you understand? Just submit to me. If you don't do it, it will result in nothing but even more pain." He kept his voice low but his words were scary.

"I-I w-w-won't! N-never!" She croaked out, feeling too much pain but she was filled with determination.

She trusted her brothers. She knew they will come and save her. Until then, she would only have to endure whatever this monster throws towards her.

"You are so fucking stubborn just like your brothers!" He chuckled lowly.

"But it will bring you nowhere. Keep my words, you bitch!" Saying this and engulfing her neck now with his hand tightly, he began to drag her upstairs once again.

Once again, she was thrown in some room. But it looked like a normal bedroom.

An hour later, he left the room.

The door was slammed shut and again, she was left alone in despair and pure agony. Tears streamed down her face like endless waterfall. Her mouth opened only to let out heartbreaking sobs.

She could do nothing.

Now, her body was numb.

The light of hope she had shielded in her chest was dwindling. Her determination already started to fade away.