Vicious Attraction

Micaela p.o.v Enough is enough!!! I screamed mentally and wiped my tears with my shaky hands.  I cannot live my life with this demon and let my soul; my self-respect get crushed each time under his shoes.  Flashback- Yesterday night, he summoned me in the hall room where his business associates were drinking and partying. He ordered me to doll up and wear a dress which was nothing in the name of hiding my modesty. "What happened wife? Dance for me. My guests are waiting to see your ass moving." Albert's voice resonated in the whole hall. Stealthily, my gaze darted around the people present in the room. Some men were snickering while some were eyeing my body, lustfully. Among all these men, none has the courage to stand against Albert Gomez. His personal bodyguard Aidan was watching the show of humiliation with triumph.   Roaming all over the room, when my eyes finally landed back on him, my eyes welled up with unshed tears and I sniffed. "Please, Albert don't do this to me. I beg ..." I was cut off before I could finish my sentence. "Do as I say or else there will be another consequence. I will f**k you like a w***e in front of them." Hearing this my heart dropped in the pit of my stomach and my lips parted in shock. I looked at him with fear and vulnerability but I know my begging won't melt the heart of this cruel monster. "I'm doing." My voice hoarse from all the crying. "Good." Saying he played the music. My eyes lowered on the floor and hands rose up with certain motion and my hips swayed as I unwillingly danced to the rhythm in slow and graceful manner. My senses went numb and I tune my body with the music.   Suddenly someone pulled me towards his arms and fisted my hair around his fingers, my head bend backward sharply and he slammed his lips on mine. It was him. He chewed my lips and darted his tongue inside my mouth. I felt like bile rose up my stomach tasting liquor from him in my mouth. I felt disgusted with whatever he was doing. With my hands I tried to push him away but he was too strong. He pinned my hand behind my back and kept sucking, licking and biting the area around my neck and collarbone in front of all men. A show of who owns me. A show of being the owner of a beautiful woman whom they can see, lust, fill their mind with filthy thoughts but can never have. "My wife is so sexy, isn't she?" Albert asked after humiliating me in front of everyone. I dropped my gaze on the floor closing my eyes. "She is the sexiest woman we have ever seen." One of the men replied and my head snapped at his direction. He was a middle-aged man, eyeing me with lascivious eyes.  "Yes, indeed she is. You see I cannot control myself anymore. So, excuse me." Saying he carried me over his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes. When he climbed the stairs, I lifted my head up and saw all the men how they were drooling me with their own filthy imagination.  - Flashback ends. One thing I realized that the more I will endure, the more his atrocities will increase each passing day. He was a heartless monster. I had endured enough in this six month of marriage. I cannot bear his torture anymore. I will escape from this hellhole. I'm not a toy with just human structure and no life. And definitely not a showpiece whom he can flaunt in parties and social gathering. For God's sake, I'm a human being with blood and flesh. I do feel pain, agony and my heart do bleeds whenever he disrespects me.  Tonight, I will execute the plan I had been weaving for five damn months. I opened the locker of my wardrobe and collected the few cash in a bag I had been saving months hiding from Albert hawk like eyes. This money solely belongs to me and I got it from selling a pair of gold earring which belongs to my mom. I shouldn't but I had no other choice other than selling her last antic piece. My personal maid Luna, helped me in this matter. When she went for my shopping, she managed the transaction and brought back the cash. Although it's not enough but enough to run from this animal. Of course, few bucks were also spent on her to keep her mouth sealed.  The clock stuck twelve and hastily I glanced at the clock. It was the only time for the shuffling of the guards. I placed the wedding ring on the corner table and put on my sneakers and approached the attached bathroom taking the rope of bedsheets which I tied with each other to climb down. With the help of it, I landed my feet on the ground of the backyard.  "Where are you going?" I heard the voice of someone and snapped at his direction. One of the guards saw me and he was running in my direction. I didn't waste time and dashed from that place towards the jungle. "Stop." Their voices were coming from behind and I increased the speed of my legs. Nothing matters now except my escaping. Run, run, run. Don't stop. My escape plan wasn't easy but I will run for my life. I hide behind a tree and covered my mouth with both my palms preventing my throat from making any slight noise. The huge trunk of the tree hides my figure from their eyes and they jogged passing by. Once they were far gone, I looked either side and took the opposite direction.  I was almost out of the property and my legs were burning but I didn't halt and continued when I reach the main road which connect the national highway. It was early dawn while my tired legs were giving up after covering such a long distance. I looked back and there was no sign of any guard tailing behind my back. When my legs were about to give up, I heard the smooth engine sound of a tourist bus. I swiveled and a ray of hope filled my heart as I panting heavily waved my hand in the air, up and down almost hopping. The bus stopped and the electronic door opened. With a sigh of relief, I climbed inside and thanks to almighty, there's an empty seat in the second row beside an elderly lady who was sleeping with her mouth open. Plopping beside her on the empty seat I leaned back resting against the head of the seat and closed my eyes intaking long breaths. After some time I felt a tap on my right shoulder. "Madrid." I said to the ticket collector.   "100 Euros." The old man said with a bright smile and I paid him the fair with a soft smile hiding my tension. He left and again I sagged my shoulder relaxing back. My father lives in Bilbao with my step mother and their two children, but it's useless to go to him because he treated me like a commodity and after my much-raised disagreement yet he married me off to his friend's son to clear his debt. As if my wish, my choice never mattered to him. Actually, after my mom's death suffering from leukoma I never mattered to him. My step mother never liked my presence in that house and she had a great influence in creating a rift in my relationship with my father. And if I go back to Bilbao, he will only inform my husband which I cannot let happen. Even if I tell him what I had endured yet he will turn deaf and wouldn't consider my protest and send me back. I didn't escape to get back to him. I will prefer to die starving in the road like some insects but won't go back to him. Apart from my father, I don't have any such close friend whom I can seek help. One that I had back in Bilbao, her name was Maria. But now I have no idea where she lives because after our high school she got married and I didn't have her new number. After my own marriage I was provided a new sim and a new cell phone. He took away my previous cell phone. Minimizing my contact with the rest of the world so that no one knows his secret.  God! I left the cell phone back in the mansion. I exhaled thinking do I have anyone to call for help or for rescue. No. I'm all alone in this world to fight my battle. I looked back to my ring finger and felt relief not able to see the shackle binding my finger. I had removed it from my finger before executing my plan. For some reason I felt a kind of freedom as I traced the finger line with the pad of my other thumb.   Freedom. A freedom I craved for five months. But finally, I made it. Gradually my eyes dropped and sleep overtook my body with that thought. Tomorrow, with the first ray of sunrise, a new life will begin.  If only my nightmare doesn't hunt me down. *********