Chapter 20
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Svetlana
I opened my eyes slowly to see Ashley, glaring at me with disdain.
“You don’t like your room? You want to start sleeping outside?” She demanded and I shook my head vigorously as I stood up.
“No… I…” She lifted her hand to touch me but slowly retracted it. “You’re lucky you’re the beast’s toy.” She mumbled.
“Report for duty in the next 20 minutes!” She barked and I nodded, dashing out with haste.
I had my bath hurriedly and to my amazement, my meal was on the bed. I was too hungry to be bothered about whether it was mine or not.
I dug in, eating hurriedly while trying not to choke. By the time I was done, I returned the plate to the kitchen before heading to the garden.
I shivered when I saw Cyrus staring at me lustfully. I averted my gaze, bowing my head as I picked up my baskets.
We were harvesting today and I made sure to put myself in the midst of numerous slaves, shielding myself from Cyrus’s preying eyes.
There were so many vegetables to be harvested and they were the finest species.
Every maimed one was thrown into a separate basket, meant to be used in feeding the maids and slaves.
I worked for hours nonstop, cutting tomatoes, carrots and peppers. It was strenuous having to fill up baskets after baskets and take it to where the slave masters stood to inspect them.
I inhaled softly as I grabbed the huge basket, staggering towards the front. I placed it on the ground, waiting patiently to be dismissed by the ornery slave master.
Cyrus was at the other side of the farm. If I dashed away now with my basket, I would be able to hide myself amongst others before he found me.
The slave master stared at it closely again before he nodded and I poured it out, swiftly turning around when Cyrus turned in my direction.
I dashed away, walking as fast as my legs could carry me andI let out a shrill scream when I felt a yank on my hair.
“Just where do you think you’re going, slave?” He demanded and my like quivered as my body went rigid.
“I told you to come see me, didn’t I?” He demanded as he pulled me away to a more secluded area and I nodded.
“But… The beast…” I whispered and he scoffed as he forced me to my knees.
“The beast is asleep, he’ll be asleep for at least one week, enough time for my scent to fade away.” He replied as he licked his lips.
He grabbed my arm, leading me away from the rest as we went deeper and deeper into the forest.
I was panicking. I couldn’t scream, there was no escaping him this time around. I wished someone or something could come up.
If only there was a way to get his filthy hands off me.
“He released me, snarling as he bared his fangs, a huge grin on his face as he pulled his tonic hastily.
He pulled his pants, dangling his d**k before me.
My eyes were filled with tears as I shook my head, trying to plead my way out of this.
“Please…”
“Do not get on my nerves, you b***h!” He snapped as he hit me hard across the face, making me fall to the ground.
My cheeks hurt, it stung badly and water gathered in my eyes. He pressed himself onto me.
Trying to part my legs but I decided I wasn’t going to let him have his way with me, I would fight with the last of my strength just as I did with the beast.
I began kicking and hitting him and managing to push him off me, I stood up, dashing in any direction as I screamed at the top of my voice, wishing someone would come to my rescue but as predicted, nobody dared make any move.
He grabbed my hair, pulling me down as I cried out, kicking and protesting as he snarled, hitting me again, this time I tasted blood in my mouth but I didn’t stop.
“Help! Please!” I screamed and he scoffed.
“Nobody is going to save you, b***h, fiesty huh? You love to do it the rough way, I’ll make sure this is as painful as death for you.” He threatened as he managed to part my legs.
I kicked and pushed, trying to break free while he pressed my leg down. “You b***h!” He thundered as he hit me again, making me cry out more.
Just as he overpowered me, hands pressed against mine as he lowered himself to me, I felt a dark shadow cover me.
Looking up, I almost jumped in horror when I found the beast standing in front of us, drool dripping down his canines as he glared at Cyrus, his eyes red with rage.
If I was told that a day would come when I would be happy to see the beast, I’d have sworn with everything in me that it was impossible. I had never been happier in my life.
Cyrus’s eyes widened with terror, he began to shake as he rose from me, turning around as he tried to run for his life.
People stared, watching as he ran around naked. The beast took a few stripes towards him, grabbing him by the arm, his sharp claws digging into Cryus as blood dropped from his skin.
The beast was furious, eyes clouded and unrecognizable. People were panicking and I let out a loud scream when the beast ripped off Cyrus’s arm with his fangs.
I was mortified as I watched him rip his other arm with his claws, Cyrus was screaming and wriggling for help, his blood spilling around but no one was brave enough to take a step, watching the beast crush Cyrus to death, it was the most disturbing scene I had watched in my entire life.
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