Damien's Promise

Beginning of the End

The intensity of the pain she felt yesterday had subsided. It was indeed true that sleep was a good medicine. She could hardly open her eyes. They felt so heavy. She was so tired from the torture she went through yesterday. Thoughts of what happened to her came flooding through her mind again. She drooped a tear of despair. She never expected her own family to turn their back son her like this. Here she was trapped with a psychopath and he could do anything to harm her and she was just so susceptible. What had she ever done to deserve shch brutality? Where had a ever gone wrong? She never did anything to make them hate her that much. The most shocking was her mother. Her own biological mother.

She forced her eyes open and she wished she hadn't. She woke up to meet the first face she never wanted to catch a glimpse of. Damien stood right above her smirking evil at her. He had some band aid in his hands. He was treating the round he caused her yesterday. Trepidation run through her body. She was scared out of her wits when she saw him try to hold her. She was defenseless and even if she tried anything, it would be in vain.

"You're awake now my precious. Let's continue from where we left off " his evil voice said. She realised that he had a strange paper in his hand and a pen. She knew that something very bad was going to transpire. He simply handed her the paper and without giving her any clue as to what was documented in that paper, he snatched it from her hand and commanded

"Sign these!" She was hesitant to do it. But she knew that failure to do so would call for more torture. She meekly took the paper from him and signed it to his delight. He looked very much happy that she had signed them.

"Do you have any idea what papers you just signed?" He asked her. She looked at him with a thunderstruck face. Did he except her to know, even after he literally yanked the paper from her before she could read it. She simply shook her head.

He smirked his evil smirk and whispered

"You just sold your soul to me " he chuckled evily at her expression. What did he mean by that?! What had she done? How would she get out?! She was pondering over her thoughts when he whispered into her ears

"You've just become Mrs. Erina Damien Balthazar!"

She gulped hard at that. She had signed a marriage certificate?!!! That meant, she was officially his wife and he had all rights over her now. He could do whatever he wanted to do to her and whenever. She cursed herself for signing those papers.

"Now, Now princess. We don't want to spoil the fun we're going to have now, do we?" He mocked her. He picked up a small knife from under the bed in which she lay in. She was very scared. Was he about to dig it into her body again? She was going to hyper ventilate if something of that sort happened.

Damien smirked at the way she was panicking. He cut her shirt into two halves exposing her bosom. Erina knew that now was the time to plead. This man could just take away her innocence if she was not careful enough.

"N-No..p-p..lease stop...." She pleaded. He ignored her plea and climbed on top of her small frame. She knew that she couldn't escape. He has leached her to the bed and she couldn't get out of these chains unless he unchained her.

"Why should I stop princess? You're my wife after all and every man nedss his satisfaction from a wife" he snapped at her. She begun crying and pleading as he took off her skirt. He smiled at the view he saw and gently kissed her on the tummy. A little moan escaped her making Damien very happy and her, disgusted in herself.

"P-Please b-brother D-Damien. I'm j-just 17. Please " this plea made him angry. He got off of her while she breathed very heavily from the fright he gave her when he almost raled her. He wasn't angry because she was just 17. He was furious because she called him brother.

He was her husband and not her brother. He was going to punish her for that. They were married and nothing was going to change that. It was kind of weird why it mattered so much to Damien. He was after all her stepsister's fiancé.

He stood and glared at the petite figured girl and only then, did he realise her physique. She had all the curves at the right places. Her hair that had always been covered with a hijab now was on full display. It was a very long brown straight hair. He smirked at that.

His sinister smirk gave Erina the creeps. What was he up to now?! He unchained her and asked her to take a bath and just walked away, but not without giving her the 'don't try anything stupid face'. He walked out of the room. She wasn't free yet. He would be back and when he was, things would not be attractive.

She took a deep long bath. She scraped on her body very hard to remove all of Damien's handprints. She felt dehumanised. Why should she take the pain of her sister's malignancy? She couldn't bear to think of her family that betrayed her. She walked out of the shower and only then did she realise that the door to the bathroom was locked and she was left all alone in this dark, cold bathroom.

She even forgot to bring a towel and so she was naked and alone in this dark cold bathroom. She sat down on the ground miserably and begun crying. She wished that she had better parents, this kind of family she had wasn't a family. It was like an enemy and his foes living together in one hole.

She suddenly felt a very cold breeze brush against her feet. It was as though an air cooler was in the bathroom. She heard some beeps and saw a red light blinking from something on the wall and her fears were confirmed he had locked herere in order to freeze her to death.

She had no saviour now. She was left with only God and this darkness. Inwardly she said a slight prayed and believed that Allah would listen.

She stayed in there for so long. She lost count of how long but she knew she was there for a long time. Her breathing had become difficult her wed hair had become icy. She was shivering so hard. She was still crouched up in her naked state in the corner of the bathroom. She couldn't hear or feel anything. Her body had become numb. This wicked man had brighter here to torture her till she died.

She wished she could die and be liberated from his cruelty. Was this how he would have treated Emma if they had gotten married? She begun feeling pity for Emma.

But then the innocent girl remembered what Emma did to her. She didn't know if she could ever forgive her.

In her dazed freezing state, she heard the door to the bathroom open. She couldn't see the person who entered properly. But he's cologne, said it all. It was Damien. He came with a large towel and wrapped her freezing figure in it and carried her out of the bathroom.

That was when she fell into deep sleep.

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The young girl woke up in a large majestic room. She knew it was Damien's since his cologne was all over the room. Speaking of Damien, where was he?

"We're finally awake, aren't we tiny one?!" She heard his evil voice right beside her. There he lay right beside her shirtless. Erina could still feel the chills of the freezing she went through. From time to time, her body would just shiver.

She found that she was in her naked state and the smirk that was plastered on his face gave her a feeling that he did something wrong to her. She dropped a tear when she moved her legs a little and she found her folds to be wet and hurting.

He had wronged her while in her innocent state. She dropped another tear when he rubbed his long finger along her chest and smiled contentedly.

"I just took a lick, nothing more. If you want, we can do more things than licking" he offered with a diabolical smile on his face. Erina was speechless. She just looked at him with heart eyes full of disgust, hatred and total enmity.

"W-Why are y-you doing t-this to me b-brother D-Damien?" She asked him miserably between sobs.

All he did was to smirk at her and get up. She shut her eyes hard and prayed to Allah that he killed her before Damien did. Damien came back with a barbed wire. She knew that she was going to be in deep pain. He harshly toed her wrists and feet together with the barbed wire making her bleed and scream out of pain.

"Never Call Me Brother! I'm Your Husband! And Never Ask Me Questions! I'm Your Owner And You Are Just My Doll!" He spat at her while pressing the barbed wire on her wrist harder making her skin peel off and the hard metal pierce through her flesh.

Erina screamed of pain but Damien wasn't someone to stop torturing you half way. She continued to scream and bleed for about 20 minutes while Damien stared at her smirking with a bottle of wine in his hands.

When he was sure she had learnt her lesson, he removed the barbed wire from her wrists and feet and summoned his doctors.He waited outside while she was being treated inside. She had lost a lot of blood and was very weak so she had to rest for at least a week, the doctors claimed.

After finishing 2 bottles of wine, he staggered to his room and met his sleeping princess with tears all around her face and mandates all around her. He lay beside her and started at her for a very long time before closing his eyes to sleep. Tomorrow up until the next week , he would spare her in order for her to regain her strength. But when he was going to begin once again, she was going to regret it.

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