Torture of Love

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Gimme all your Love by Alabama Shakes

Room was shaded in dark, flickering of light in darkness, it looked like a chamber. Wooden furniture, dusty room, metal things. Her eyes opened slowly but her hands were still tied up in metal chain hanging low from ceiling, legs tied down at floor. She wiggled but can not get out of it, she was hungry, tired & exhausted.

Suddenly door opened & Vicky came walking towards her with anger,her eyes were droopy she can barely make his presence until he came closer, he looked at her & her cuts & her bruises. His concern changed to anger & rage after looking at her. He put his hand on her waist where she was wounded she followed all his moments but he never looked in her eyes, just like electricity it struck him, her soft and smooth skin when he touched her but he snapped

"Does it hurt?"

She was confused by his concern when his eyes hold fury
"Yes"
She breathed

He only smirked & clamped it more tight sending shots of pain through her body

"Ah....."

She screamed, loud, it pained but her screams send him pleasure for hurting him

"Does it hurt?"

He asked her again but she didn't reply, blood oozed out & she winced, trying to calm her breath while tears flowed down. she looked at Vicky through blurry eyes but he looked away

"This trick wont work on me anymore. You're tears can only give me satisfaction now"

He was ready for her angry remarks & her bursting into fumes, familiar with her temper & stubborn, arrogant nature, when she spoke in between her breaths

"Then .....what are you waiting for?"

He was taken back by her words but he was more than determined to lose his control anymore

"For answers" he spat angrily

"Like...."

"Like...was your little plan to play with me, my feelings"

She looked at him frowning
"What...?"

"To break me"

"I didn't break you"

"Yes, you did, you made me shred, you shattered me"

"Vicky......"

He moved more closer towards her, putting his one hand on side of her face, she looked at his hand & then back at him

"Now what? you are going to justify against us in court, will that satisfy your soul? Why did you do this?"

He punched on wall beside her
"I did this because its my job"

But he didn't listen her & grabbed her wounded hand & hold it more tighter making her more pain & whimper. She winced and closed her eyes, letting tears flow, whats use of stopping them he didn't care.

"Ahhhh......ah" she cried

"Was your job to play with peoples heart also"

"....or you did it to impress your boss"

Anger flaring through him, she looked at him in disbelief & his close proximity didn't help much, if only he knew

"What does that suppose to mean?"

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