Is She The One?

Chapter 8

Lucia's POV

I was held back by three men. They looked at me pitifully. I wondered if they pitied me so much why not let me go? But it truly was impossible. Letting me go would mean getting their lives in danger. And no sane man would want to risk their lives over a silly little girl. I really didn't know what he was planning to do. Was what he had done to me already enough? I couldn't escape even if I wanted to. Dying was also not an option anymore. After almost an hour of waiting he came in. Without saying anything he grabbed my hair and dragged me out of the room. He dragged me through the corridors, the people looking at me and then bowing their heads towards the ground as if they never saw me in pain. He then dragged me to the stairs. He wasn't going to, was he? Yes, he did. He dragged me down the stairs. The stairs were kicking me in the stomach. I was being dragged to the basement. There was a small room in the basement. He opened the door to reveal hell. The floor of the room was red, red by the blood of I don't know how many. In a corner were some tools. Tools which weren't used for farming or anything else, but definitely were used for torture because they still had blood on it. I tried to force myself away from the room. Scratching his hands so that he can loosen his grip and maybe I still can run away. But he threw me into the room closing the door behind him and said, "b***h! How dare you hurt me? You must pay for your actions. Get ready to pay for your sins. Before he closed the door, he ordered each and every one to go and do their work and that nobody should be outside. He then entered the room while I was running around the place trying to find an escape route, but there was none. He kicked me in the stomach which made me fall on the floor. Then he went to the corner and started to touch each and every tool, which included scalpels, tweezers. hammer, nails, handsaw, and many more that I don't even want to think about. He then said, "Should we start with something lighter as I believe you are a first timer." While picking up the whip he said, "This feels perfect." The whip definitely wasn't a basic one it had metal wires on it. He then started walking towards me. I started to crawl back as he came towards me. Closer and closer every moment. I went back until there was no space left. He crouched down and looked at me into the eyes and said, "The eyes. It must be destiny for me to meet you again. Oh, I shouldn't fall to your level." Saying this he got up and kicked me again. Then he started whipping me. "Whip" I could feel the pain through my clothes. I don't know but he was blabbering some nonsense of betraying. Again, he kept on whipping me. I groaned in pain, crying, wailing but nothing was of use anymore. He was a beast. I was already in pain by the bruises which were all over me because of hitting myself on the stairs while being dragged but the whip left me with no energy to even breathe. He kept on whipping me until I finally fainted. He didn't leave me after that. Obviously, this wasn't enough to satisfy the beast within him. He started to take of the clothes on me which were torn because of the whip. He licked his lower lip while undressing me. He then took of his clothes still not taking his lusty eyes off me. He then walked towards me and rubbed himself on me kissing and licking me and said, "Now you taste even better." Still licking me and the blood oozing out of me. He then thrusted mercilessly. He took as if I never felt anything because I wasn't conscious. After he felt content, he dressed himself and then again kicked and whipped me.

He sent people to treat me and when I was healed, he would r**e me, torture me again. I would spend days and nights in that room. It had been days since I had gone out. I was covered in bruises some were old, some new and place left for some which would be decorated on me in a few days or maybe next minute. It was like any other day that was lying on the floor. He had just r***d me again. He whipped me again and sprinkled some of his kicks on me. He was probably grateful for not using the other tools than the whip. But I would have preferred the other tools and die in a few minutes than feeling pain after healing over and over again. I was half dead probably paralysed, because I couldn't speak, couldn't move but was aware of everything that was happening around. I was still naked lying on the cold floor which now was a bit warm because of the blood around. He had just finished his daily routine and was dressing up when someone knocked on the door. He called the person in. It was the housekeeper who was all worried and fear was written in bold on his face. Luciano got mad and angry and shouted, "Didn't I say I want nobody around when I'm here? Do you not understand or you need to be trained again?" To this the housekeeper replied saying, "Master, Master Lorenzo is here." Luciano clicked his tongue and said, "Tell him to wait in my room." Still fearing the housekeeper replied saying, "But Master, he's already here and he's stubborn and wanting to come in." Luciano looked at me and then said, "So, let him in." Lorenzo? Did I hear it correct? I tried looking towards the door but fell on my back again and started groaning in pain. In came someone. I couldn't see but could hear voices and recognise them within seconds. It was the voice of Lorenzo. He came in and probably saw me yes, he did and said, "Are you crazy? Why? How could you hurt her? She doesn't even have anything to do with what happened." To this Luciano said, "Huh! Doesn't have anything to do with what happened? She is the same as the b***h I saw when I went to Paris for the meeting." Lorenzo asked, "What? Did you see Elena?" Hearing this Luciano looked down and nodded in approval but then he turned back into his usual self and said, "Yes, I did! She and this b***h right here deserve to die. This one right here will serve me for the rest of her life and if I get bored by her maybe you can have her too." After saying this he chuckled and then started laughing like crazy. Lorenzo punched Luciano and said, "I didn't find Lucia so that you can treat her this way. I only did, so you could overcome Elena and live a normal life, LIKE A HUMAN!" He then walked towards me and covered me with his jacket and picked me up. Luciano came towards us and kept screaming, "No! You can't take her away from me again!" He then fell to the ground and started crying and wailing. Lorenzo on the other hand took me away and ordered the housekeeper to look after Luciano.

He took me to a room and asked for a dress to be prepared. He himself treated my wounds for the time being and dressed me up in loose clothes. He immediately after that took me out of there. We got in his car and headed to a place I don't know about because I lost my consciousness and couldn't feel anything around me.