Bleeding Love

Chapter 45

Sophia

We reached in the basement. For the first time I came here. It wasn't a basement it was a dungeon. It has this concerte floor and stone walls. It smelled horrible. It smelled like death. There were splashes of dried blood on the stone walls. The walls were not only holding up the blood stains but also any torture equipment I could imagine. There were chains, shackles hanging around. Whips, canes, knifes and many thing that I didn't even know the name of were hanging down from the walls.

All the shackles were empty except one. There in the straight view of my eyesight I could see him. Marc. He was tied to the shackles on either side. Bare chested. His chest was covered with dried blood. It seems some wounds are still bleeding. Iron shackles digging into his both wrists and blood dripping. His legs were barely touching the ground. His left leg was bend from the knee as if it was broken. His head was hanging on his right shoulder seems like he is sleeping.

I realize Don reached him when I heard his gasp as Don splashes a bucked of cold water on his face.

His eyes met mine "You bitch" he said to me with all his hatred. That earned him a punch from Don. "Seems like last night has worn off from your mind". Don remarked.

"Get him down Don" I said to Don staring at Marc. Don unlocked his shackles making him fall on the floor. Don pulled him from his hair to sit him up. I moved towards him. I could see Don's tourture instruments were all laid out on a metal trolley kept just below the left shackle where he was tied.

"Marc why are you here?" I asked him. I was surprised on the smug in my voice. "You bitch you know why I am here". Don pulled his head back wrapping metal chains around his neck."call her bitch once more. I dare you" Don warned him in the his calmest voice yet I could see his eyes turn red of rage. "Don p-please I-I didn't do anything. Sh-she was just a wh-whore Don. Whatever happened was before you came into her life. She-she is using y-you". He pleaded with Don. To which Don answered by stabbing on his right shoulder "She wasn't a whore. You made her a whore. She was a child you sick bastard." His screams were filling the silence of basement. "Now be a good pet little dove and answer what my girl is asking" Don said tauntingly calling him pet and little dove like he used to call me. "Say it" Don's voice boomed in the basement.

"I am here because of what I did to you Donna." Marc said giving up. "What you did?" I asked him. I was surprised how his screams were not making me flinch. Do I also have a sadistic streak in me? Or I am happy for getting justice for once. Or maybe because today for the first time I was the one calling shots. I will decide if he will live or die

"Tell me Marc, what have you done to me? Maybe I will ask Don to let you go. And if I say he will let you go. So confess". I smeared at him. "I blackmailed you for your brother. I told Adrien to make you the maid and rip off all your comforts to take his revenge. I might have stopped him from hitting you after I saw you but it was me who told him to control you with the violence. All his punishments he gave came from me since the beginning. I raped you again and again. I sold you." He confessed everything. Even the things I never knew that he told Adrien to all those cruel things to me.

"What all punishments have you suggested him for me?" I asked him circling him. I wanted to know and I wanted to give him the pain. "Is this an interview?." Don's fist meet his jaw before he could complete his sentence "Answer her" Don said with gritted teeth.

"The one where made you write "I am a slave not a princess" in the whole notebook without letting you sleep. I told him this so it will grill in your mind that you are not a princess you think." He said. That was the first punishment he gave me for nothing."Yeah I remember that he said it will help me know my place in my house. IN MY OWN HOUSE." I screamed at him. "What else?" I asked him