She Is Not Her

CHAPTER 3

ADRIA'S POV:

He smashed his lips on mine.

I wasn't able to comprehend what exactly was happening. Soon I felt his lips moving on mine. His hold on my waist tightened to a point that it started hurting. I wanted to pull off but his other hand was resting behind my neck, holding it at its place.

The kiss was almost punishing. He licked my lower lip asking for entrance but I didn't give in.

I can't, I should not. No matter how good these soft lips feel on mine I shouldn't and I can't. I have a boyfriend whom I love beyond limits.

I love Connor and I can't cheat on him. Anyways Connor's sweet kisses are a way better than his aggressive ones.

I couldn't help but yelp in pain as he pinched my butt quite harshly. Damn sure this man gave me a bruise. He took advantage of it and pushed his tongue in my mouth.

I felt disgusted when he moaned in the kiss. Such a sick bastard.

"Leave her", dad tried to scream but his words came out muffled. He could barely manage to say something in his state.

"Leave her, please. She didn't do anything to you. Please, I beg you", I am damn sure dad was crying but I couldn't see him.

Finally, he left me and I pushed him back and slapped him hard again. The man marched again towards my direction.

"Ple...", dad tried to beg but the 'one who was watching the show' punched dad again.

"Stop", I screamed again and ran towards them. Pushing the man away with all my force I went towards my dad who fell down on his knees even though the scary men were holding him.

"Dad.. Dad please look at me", I held his shoulders. He finally looked at me.

"Princess go.. go away.. R.. Run", were his words to me.

"No dad we will get out of here. I'll call the cops"

"Adri...", his words were cut when the Satan decided to speak.

"She is your daughter?", he asked as if it was the biggest crime to have a daughter.

"Please don't do anything to her. I will pay you all the loss.."

"Augustus", the Satan roared and the man 'who was enjoying the show' came forward. "Drag this bastard and lock him in the underground cell", his voice boomed and the three men started carrying my dad out.

"No! Don't you fucking touch my dad. I will cut your balls if you do anything to him", I started hitting the men but they didn't even flinch and carried my dad away as if he weighed nothing.

But then I was stopped by a strong arm around my waist and another holding my legs so that I couldn't kick him.

"Please don't do anything to her. Whatever happened wa..... ", dads voice stopped reaching my ears when those people successfully dragged him out.

I was screaming, wiggling in the Satans arms. But to no vain. They carried him out like an animal. What kind of human beings are they?

"You bastard. What did my dad ever do to you? Why treat him like an animal", I screamed and wiggled even more.

"Shhh... Angel, I am here with you. He is gone. He won't bother you again", Satan whispered in my ear.

What kind of sick man is he? Why the fuck does he thinks I want to stay away from my own dad.

"Don't call me Angel. I am not Angel. Bring my dad back if you don't want to see what devil I am", I said as he left me.

"Andrea, he will not bother you again. I will take care of it. I lo..."