ear.
“Breathe,” she whispered. Her tone wasn’t for caring, again, it was a warning.
I hadn’t even realiz ed I had been holding my breath because I didn’t think I had any left inside me. Sophia’s perfectly shaped brow creased together and her grip became vice like.
As soon as I released the air from my lungs, the room began to warp and my head spun like an out of control vortex. The faces in the crowd became a blur as nausea set in and my eyelids sank heavily.
‘Lie down,” Sophia ordered, a sudden flicker of panic crossing her beautiful brown eyes.
Her voice seemed so far away as it echoed in my head, yet I knew she was close as everything went dark.
***
Mascara-stained tears fell on my cleavage, leaving long jagged rivers of black over my white skin.
Hector ’s rage was beyond incandescent as he dragged me through the hall, back to my prison. I had been spared the humiliation Sophia has threatened earlier, but I feared what was in store for me now. Hector would show no mercy, my pleading would mean nothing except act as an accelerant for him to continue delivering the pain. That much I knew. What I didn’t know was how exactly this would occur.
B ack in the main room, the guests had witnessed a composed, calm Hector, who even had the audacity to make his potential buyers share a laugh at my misfortune. However, when the door closed behind us, separating him and me from the bemused faces on the other side and safely out of earshot, I felt the wrath he had tried desperately to conceal.
The back of h is hand smashed against my cheek, the brutal force leaving me dazed and with an incessant ringing in my ear. He grasped my elbows as my weak legs folded beneath me. He wasn’t saving me from landing heavily on the tiles; it was just a rehearsed move for his next assault. Once I was somewhat steady on my feet again, Hector’s right arm curled, his fist smashing into my stomach just under my rib cage.
Doubled over in excruciating pain, coughing and wheezing desperately for air wasn’t enough to appease the animal before me. In a rage, he picked me up and threw my limp body against the wall so hard I felt and heard the drywall fracture from the force.
Sinking to my knees, I watched Hector’s raging face as he raised his fist and brought it crashing down onto my jaw. He didn’t care that I was a woman. He didn’t take it easy on me because I was smaller and weaker than him. He beat me like he was in a ring fighting a man equal to his own. Blood filled my mouth instantly and I could feel my lip was split, courtesy of his large rings. Hector’s hand gripped my neck in a choke hold, his snarling lips twitching with unadulterated fury, beady black eyes penetrating my own.
“Tell me something ,” he demanded, his menacing tone ice cold. “Is it in your nature to be defiant? Are you so arrogant and prideful you don’t care what happens to you?”
“I’m sorry,” I gasped but the sound was barely audible. It wasn’t my fault I had blacked out. I couldn’t control what happened to me in this place so I failed to see the reasoning behind his aggression.
“I do not appreciate blatant ingratitude, especially from whores like you.”
Who the fuck was he calling a whore?
He released my neck but only after smashing my head into the wall behind me. I was sore all over and suddenly not sorry but pissed off.
“What do I possibly have to be grateful for exactly?”
The trembling in my voice was not from any fear but more my rising anger.
Hector’s lips snarled in derision, baring a gold tooth behind his canines.
“ The girls you saw in that room are all there because they are reliant on my generosity. They provide a service suitable for my needs and that of my guests and in return they are rewarded with the necessities of life. You are no different, you are used for a service and in return I house you well.”
He spoke as if I was ignorant to his supposed humanitarian act.
“ You house me well?
“Breathe,” she whispered. Her tone wasn’t for caring, again, it was a warning.
I hadn’t even realiz ed I had been holding my breath because I didn’t think I had any left inside me. Sophia’s perfectly shaped brow creased together and her grip became vice like.
As soon as I released the air from my lungs, the room began to warp and my head spun like an out of control vortex. The faces in the crowd became a blur as nausea set in and my eyelids sank heavily.
‘Lie down,” Sophia ordered, a sudden flicker of panic crossing her beautiful brown eyes.
Her voice seemed so far away as it echoed in my head, yet I knew she was close as everything went dark.
***
Mascara-stained tears fell on my cleavage, leaving long jagged rivers of black over my white skin.
Hector ’s rage was beyond incandescent as he dragged me through the hall, back to my prison. I had been spared the humiliation Sophia has threatened earlier, but I feared what was in store for me now. Hector would show no mercy, my pleading would mean nothing except act as an accelerant for him to continue delivering the pain. That much I knew. What I didn’t know was how exactly this would occur.
B ack in the main room, the guests had witnessed a composed, calm Hector, who even had the audacity to make his potential buyers share a laugh at my misfortune. However, when the door closed behind us, separating him and me from the bemused faces on the other side and safely out of earshot, I felt the wrath he had tried desperately to conceal.
The back of h is hand smashed against my cheek, the brutal force leaving me dazed and with an incessant ringing in my ear. He grasped my elbows as my weak legs folded beneath me. He wasn’t saving me from landing heavily on the tiles; it was just a rehearsed move for his next assault. Once I was somewhat steady on my feet again, Hector’s right arm curled, his fist smashing into my stomach just under my rib cage.
Doubled over in excruciating pain, coughing and wheezing desperately for air wasn’t enough to appease the animal before me. In a rage, he picked me up and threw my limp body against the wall so hard I felt and heard the drywall fracture from the force.
Sinking to my knees, I watched Hector’s raging face as he raised his fist and brought it crashing down onto my jaw. He didn’t care that I was a woman. He didn’t take it easy on me because I was smaller and weaker than him. He beat me like he was in a ring fighting a man equal to his own. Blood filled my mouth instantly and I could feel my lip was split, courtesy of his large rings. Hector’s hand gripped my neck in a choke hold, his snarling lips twitching with unadulterated fury, beady black eyes penetrating my own.
“Tell me something ,” he demanded, his menacing tone ice cold. “Is it in your nature to be defiant? Are you so arrogant and prideful you don’t care what happens to you?”
“I’m sorry,” I gasped but the sound was barely audible. It wasn’t my fault I had blacked out. I couldn’t control what happened to me in this place so I failed to see the reasoning behind his aggression.
“I do not appreciate blatant ingratitude, especially from whores like you.”
Who the fuck was he calling a whore?
He released my neck but only after smashing my head into the wall behind me. I was sore all over and suddenly not sorry but pissed off.
“What do I possibly have to be grateful for exactly?”
The trembling in my voice was not from any fear but more my rising anger.
Hector’s lips snarled in derision, baring a gold tooth behind his canines.
“ The girls you saw in that room are all there because they are reliant on my generosity. They provide a service suitable for my needs and that of my guests and in return they are rewarded with the necessities of life. You are no different, you are used for a service and in return I house you well.”
He spoke as if I was ignorant to his supposed humanitarian act.
“ You house me well?
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