Alainas POV
You know the times when you see a scene in movies where a pretty girl is attacked by rogues and you dream of a handsome prince or a man to come and save you. well today i realized actually this minute that all that was BULLSHIT. I wasted my time and money reading those cheap ,boring romance novels .Thanks god ,you didn't have to send a guy to rape me to get this message into my head. You could have just sent it through someone and i would have spent all the money on donating it to the poor.
The vision in front of me was not far from a crime show based on real events. Justin was looking at me like i was his last meal of the day or most likely an month .
"Well well look who just walked into my trap, the lovely Brad Carters fiancee.",he said laughingly which only made me want to cower more behind.
"Look Justin you are drunk let me go . I will send someone to help you",i say hoping that hes really not in his mind and would accept help.
"hahahahaha you thought i made all this effort just to see you in the washroom run from me. No i am not like the sadistic ones i believe in getting my work done quick and leaving. I really don't have that much creativity to break a skull or start with theatrical dialogues.",he said casually like that's supposed to relax me.
"what effort ?",i said hoping to distract him to make a run.
"I kinda shoved the waiter the wrong way so that your sexy dress could get spoiled and i could have more fun spoiling it more.Have to say it just went according to my plan Brad never once even cared where you were going, to even send someone with you. Hes busy having his share of Caroline . Shes really damn but i am sure you will beat her ....You are ..",he said moaning.It literally disgusted me the way he was talking about me in front of me. Well yeah he's a mad guy why will he care to respect me now.
"You know I will scream and if i tell Brad what you did you will be dead.",i said my last attempt at scaring him.
"Hahahahaha...oh darling you are so innocent that's what i like about you .You really think Brad will fire me over you. You are just one of his hoes who looks more family kind so you are here. Brads not going to love anyone. Melissa just screwed him.... Let me guess he paid you and i am sure you are not even having any fun. I will pay you if you want...I will pay you 10 times more and you don't even have to tell Brad if you want.This will be our rendezvous "he says moving towards me and trying to pull me towards him by holding my shoulders.
His hands travelling across my shoulders like a cockroach which you just want to throw it off your back but cant.He has started skimming his nose across my collarbone."Please let me go...Please i wont tell anyone...",i say nearly crying after my pushing does not save me.
"Honey even if you do ,no ones gonna believe you..you are just a trashy whore .Stop acting and start working now seriously...",he says like i am pretending to be repulsed by him. He has slowly started reaching for my face.NO WAYS. I cant let that happen to me. I kneed him in his groin.
"WHAT....Dumb skank....",he cries and leaves me.
I run fast but before i reach the door ,he drags me by my hair and then when i use my upper body weight by bending,he tears my dress straps and my neckline showing my bra.Right now i am concerned about running and not seeing my dress's condition.I scream"HELPPPPPPP.............",loudly hoping anyone will help me.
"You dumb bitch no ones going to help you....Ahhhh..you are going to be yummmmmyyy...",he says licking his lips.I feel like i am going to throw up .
I try scratching him and i spit on him."YOU....Little WHORE...You wait till i am done with you...you wont be able to even walk.....and you wont get any money now",he says angrily .
I scream again"HELPPPPPPPP......BRADDDDDD...BR",before i can complete he bangs me hardly across the walls of the washroom ..I feel blood seeping out and travelling across my neck. I feel like i am losing consciousness . Please God help me.Guess if this is my last thought before i die...I will definitely be haunting this bastard.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER ",says an very angry pissed voice.
Suddenly his hands are removed from my cleavage and i hear banging from across the room.Well their is GOD and his angel.
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I now pronounce you husband and wife
Romancewhat would you have done if you had a fight with the CEO of the company you work in and threw a bottle of 7 up on his face purposely outside a supermarket unknowingly and later you are forced to marry him. Well so is the journey for Alaina Fletche...
