The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+}

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'If you can't wake up from the nightmare, maybe you're not asleep.' -Anonymous

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A scream tears from my lips when Richard throws my body into a cell. My head snaps back against the concrete floor, a crack registering in my ears when the back of my head makes contact with the concrete. My scream is instantly silenced when the air was knocked from my lungs by the impact.

I groan in pain, slowly sitting up onto my elbows, groaning as my head aches, causing my vision to slightly blur. Richard enters the cell, I quickly move backwards until I feel the back of my jacket meet the hard concrete wall.

Richard had Alec along with some of his other men take my brothers to a completely separate cell away from me. Paul and Felix had put up a fight but it was no use, Richard had made sure they had liquid silver injected into their blood streams, making them weak. As for Ivan, he was still unconscious as far as I knew.

I have no idea what Richard plans on doing to them but right now it's what he's planning to do to me that has me completely terrified.

I was taken from him and I know he harbours undeniable rage towards that whole ordeal. I only wish my brothers didn't have to be a part of any of this.

I frantically look around the cell, my eyes widening at the sight of many torture instruments placed on a steel table against the wall. I rush to my feet, running past Richard and grabbing a metal blade. I slash it at Richard, warning him to stay away from me.

"Get away from me," I scream at him, my voice weak and unthreatening.

Richard watches me with disapproval before an evil smile pulls at the corners of his lips, my blood running cold at his next words, "You know, I was going to have you pick the first tool for me to torture you with and I see you already have without my asking."

My heart stops in my chest, Richard now in front of me faster than I could blink. He snatches the blade from my grasp, his other hand wrapping around my throat in anger. I struggle to breath, his grip cutting off my airways before he shoves me to the ground, my arse hitting the ground harshly.

I crawl backwards once again, panting with fear as Richard twirls the blade in his hand, the silver shimmering in the dim light.

"Please don't hurt me." I'm afraid of Richard more than I've ever been afraid of anyone and judging from his confident smile, he knows that.

"Believe me, I don't want to hurt you Rose," I furrow my brows, I thought he hated me after Ric took me from him. "But I will if you don't answer all my questions... truthfully." He sneers, his eyes regarding me dangerously.

I move back as he takes a small step forward, my heart racing in my chest. I'm terrified but he's foolish to think I'll answer any of his questions. Shaking my head, I say, "Don't get your hopes up."

He's pissed at my response. Just like before I jump when he's suddenly in front of me, the sharp edge of the blade tearing into the flesh of my arm quicker than I could process, tearing the fabric of my jacket and t-shirt. All I know now is the pain, the searing heat that's running up my arm from the wound. My blood soaks through the fabric of my jacket before dripping from my hand that is balled into a fist as I struggle to cope, my breathing rapid.

Richard takes pleasure in my pain, my scream is the only thing that resounds around the cell until Richard decides to pull the blade away, it's once shiny surface now coated with crimson blood.

I'm struggling to breathe when Richard leans forward, his lips close to my ear, "Don't continue to test me, Rose." I blink up at him, tears threatening to fall. He brings his hand to my face and I flinch when his fingers curl around my chin, "Now tell me," He starts, his voice a dark whisper, "How do you know the Traian brothers?"