Sold as a Slave

Chapter Four

Still Olivia's Perspective

My hand was held by a firm grip. Then, whatever it was, turned my wrist and the pressure was unbearable. I moved my arm, jerking around trying to take away the pain.

"You shouldn't touch that door." A deep voice said. I assume it belonged to a guard.

"I think I should be going. The king is awaiting my arrival." I try to say it as nicely as possible. Call him an asshole. He's being an asshole. I really want to. He makes no move to release my arm. His grip tightens. If he applies anymore pressure I'm afraid my bone will shatter.

So what do I do? Punch him in the face? As hard as I can. It makes him let go, but the fire that burns through his eyes reminds me of something. I'm a slave, and I made the worst mistake possible. The sharp pain to my right cheek make my assumptions correct.

I will be beaten.

The tears don't come. They threaten to fall, but I refuse to give up this early. If I shall go. I go with a fight. I stand up and look at the guard straight in the face. He cracks his knuckles while smiling. Then, the punch goes to my face and I'm forced to the ground. I get back up and stand my ground. I try to ignore the swirling room and stand straight, but I stumble a little bit and await the next strike.

"I will never give up." I try to say strongly.

"You'll be begging me for death when I'm done with you." He smirks at me while his eyes narrow.

I chuckle and repeat my sentence, "I'll never give up."

The only thing this does is anger the guard. This time, he doesn't go soft, he gives me his full and strongest hit. This hit made the darkness overwhelm my vision.

My vision is blurry as I slowly open my eyes. I try to move my arms and legs but they're fully strapped down.

"Took you five minutes of my precious time to wake up. That's five times the pain to be inflicted on you," A deep voice says, bringing all my previous memories back before fainting.

I fight the shackles and restraints. They don't give, it feels as if they just get worse. I won't cry. I won't cry.

He laughs, "no escaping me honey." He punches me straight in the face. "Little worthless bitch. You should be taught a lesson," He snarls, smacking me.

I guess my face wasn't satisfying him as he moves to punching me in the stomach. I know I'm getting it gentle compared to what the creature can do.

"Give me your hardest hit you little bitch." I say, spitting in his face. I'm already getting beaten. Might as well make it worth it.

He hisses and is straight in front of my face in milliseconds. His fangs are fully out. He is red, showing his anger. "You'll regret that." He takes my throat in his hand and gripping it. The oxygen is cut off to my lungs. I stare him in the eye while I feel the slipping effect.

He cuts the restraints, quickly, then throws me to the floor. I bite my lip, trying to endure the pain after hearing a snap from my arm.

"Don't bite your lip, bitch, or I'll do things a man should never do to an unwilling woman."

I give off a fake laugh, "So, rape is bad, but, yet, torture and beating is fine?" I look him in the eye, "You're pathetic."

The familiar sting to my cheek comes back, but it's dull when compared to the searing, burning, and screaming pain in my arm. Oh yeah, that's definitely broken. Well no shit.

I stand up while the man launches his fist into my face, again. It's as if he doesn't want to break my bones. He wants me to mentally break down from the pain. I fall back from the hit, but get back up and launch myself at him. He's taken off guard and we fall back.

I lean into his face, sitting on him, and bite my lip, "You can do better then that." I lightly whisper. His eyes glaze over me. I smile and lean closer, our faces mere inches away. "You're definitely pathetic." He growls and rolls his eyes. "You're no fun." He forces me off.

"Be a good girl and stay while I get the whip," He then goes over to a wall.

I'll take the bait. I get up and face myself in the direction of the big wooden door.

"Tsk tsk dearie, you won't make it far. This is going to be fun." I know they have unnatural human speed. I can hear his footsteps, but before he grabs me I drop and kick my leg out. A large thump follows. I tripped that mother fucker.

I take the chance and sprint to the door. I know I can't outrun the guard to the courtyard. As soon as I make it outside I scream the only name I think might care.

"Levi!!!!"

My yell echoes back to me. I stand for a minute and nothing. A hand clamps over my mouth. The grip is tight and deadly. "You little bi-"

He's cut off by me slamming my heel into his toes.

"L-" I get read the scream again.

"Shut up, Olivia, I heard you." A loud snap filled the air. I turned around to see the guard dead with Levi standing there.

"You," I paused. "Actually came?" I mumbled. It was a long shot I didn't actually believe he would.

"Of course I did." He smiles at me. He then signals for me to come closer to him.

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