Cursed by his Love (Completed)

Chapter 18

The man on my bed cuffed my hands with the lock at the corner of the bed, I grappled so hard to stop him. But I was not strong enough to fight two men.

One man ripped off my clothes and lowered his pants. I begged, ‘Please let me go. I beg you’.

He did not even listen to me and r***d me brutally. I bit him on his shoulders to make him stop, which provoked him, and he slapped me so hard.

I felt a bad pain on my cheek and went unconscious and I have no idea what happened after that.

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was my pillow next to me, drenched with blood, which was my blood from my cheek. When he slapped me, I was not sure whether it was his ring or the bracelet, it tore my left cheek deeply.

I was lying half-naked and I was even bleeding from my hip and my lower part. I was groaning out of pain; I could not progress what could have happened? or What did they do to me?

I saw Maya who was still lying on the ground unconsciously, I cried, ‘Maya, Maya, please get up’. She seemed bleeding from her head.

I tried to get up and found my handcuff was still locked. I shouted for help, but no one was in the house. I was lying in the bed bleeding from some of my body parts until Frank came home later that day and rescued me.

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I had to get 5 stitches on my cheeks which made my face look like a character’s face whose name was Frankenstein from the book Frankenstein. Though it was not that worse, still I looked scary.

Frank entered the room with a bowl of hot water and a piece of cloth. He sat next to me and started wiping my face and my body.

‘So, you let your men r**e me whenever they want? Huh?’, I hurled at Frank shedding tears. When I was shouting at him, I felt my cheek paining like hell, but I really wanted to ask Frank why their men did this to me.

His face changed so cold like an iceberg, clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. He shut his eyes, ‘Who did this?’

‘As if you don’t know’, I sneered.

He pulled my shirt color, so close to his face, ‘Don’t,’, he gritted his teeth as if he was controlling himself from saying something.

‘Just tell me, who did this?’, he asked me in a cold voice.

I lowered my eyelids, ‘Someone, he is one of your men. I don’t know his name.’

‘hmm’, he was about to get up, I abruptly held his wrist, ‘there were two men’

He was so shocked to hear this, ‘two?’

‘yeah,’ I nodded.

Within the next hour, he made all his men gather in his house’s living room. He was sitting on the sofa and asked me to show the man who r***d me.

I pointed out the man. The man stepped forward and started to shout, ‘Yes, I did, because she is the reason that Super Lilly is no more. Why didn’t you kill her still? Is she that important than your brother? She is just a slut’.

The next second, Frank shot that man between his two eyes. He was dead and fell on the ground. I was terrified to see this and exhaled so heavily.

‘What the hell are you doing?’, everyone asked Frank and he was still looking at the gun in his hand.

‘Who is the other one?’, he asked me, ignoring all other’s voices.

I saw the man who was standing at the door the other day, standing in fear and gulped, ‘I forgot his face.  I am sorry I forgot’. I said this nervously and rushed to the room out of fear. My mind was still flashing the man’s face, who fell on the ground dead with a gunshot.

I heard some men muttering on the living room and Frank roared all of them. I closed my ears to stop listening to the men speaking outside and laid on bed.

Later that day, Frank entered my room with some food in his hands.

‘Get up, eat this’, he said this like he was commanding me.

I peered at the food, ‘I am not hungry’, I snapped.

Seeing my adamant, he pulled me holding my arm and made me sit, gave the plate to me.

I threw it and Frank was losing his temper, he raised his hands to slap me but stopped. He gritted his teeth as his hands were still on the air.

He sat next to me and said this touching my stitched cheek, ‘I am sorry. I should have not left you’.

I control not control myself from crying, I laid on his shoulders and cried so badly. He was there with me until I stopped crying.

Slowly, I was recovering from my injuries and Maya too. But I still did not stop trying the different combinations of the access code of the door lock.