After the last torture, Emma had passed out. She regained consciousness when she was alone. Her wounds had healed and the pain was gone but she could still feel a dull throbbing in her head. The room reeked of blood which was everywhere. The place looked and smelled like a murder scene. Emma got up from her seat and went towards a table that had a jar of water. She took it and placed it near her nose, smelling it. She didn’t sense any poisonous substance in it so she drank a little, just enough to take away the thirst.
After taking the water, she went back and sat in the corner, studying the dismal room. It was fairly dark inside. The bulb that was bringing in light was dim and its light didn’t spread far. It had got colder than it was when Emma had been taken there.
Emma was feeling very angry at herself for believing that Michelle could actually want to be her friend. How could she have been so foolish to believe that vulture? In any case, why would she even want to be friends with someone like Michelle? She was a horrible person.
Just then, the door opened and a strong young man entered with a tray. Emma watched as the man set the tray down. She stood up and looked at the contents. There was a steaming plate of spaghetti, sauce and a glass of water. A fork was placed on the side of the tray. Emma quickly ran to the door and dashed out only to be grabbed by another young man who started laughing loudly.
“Did you really think we would be stupid enough to let you escape?” he asked as he pushed her back inside.
“Please let me go,” Emma pleaded with the young man. The man stepped in and closed the door behind him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said. “It’s too bad that alpha Axel will be back soon because I wanted to tap some of that.”
Emma quickly walked away from him. The one who had served food seemed tamer so she went and stood by him.
“Shut up,” he told his friend. “Let the girl be.” He turned to Emma. “Have some food, okay.”
Emma wanted to let him know how she didn’t feel like eating but she didn’t want to annoy the only person who had been nice to her since she got there. “Thank you.”
“Let’s go, man.” He said to his friend.
“I hope Axel will let us have some after he’s done,” the pervert said as they went out of the room. Emma went and grabbed a chair. She took it and placed it near the table. She had no appetite but her stomach was grumbling and she was feeling very weak. She steeled herself and started to eat. Surprisingly, the food was actually very tasty. She ate little and went back to her corner when she was done.
Knowing that Axel was going to come back had killed her appetite. She couldn’t stand to see that man again after what he did to her. She wondered what the moon goddess had been thinking when she paired her with the ruthless man.
Axel returned twenty minutes later. Emma had closed her eyes but when she heard the door opening, she immediately knew who it was. His scent disgusted her and she opened her eyes. He was wearing a black t-shirt, black pants and white sneakers. His hair had been combed back and his skin looked fresh. If she didn’t hate him so much. Emma would have thought he was attractive. But now, everything about the man repulsed her.
“Hi love,” he said, looking around. “This place smells horrible. These boys are terrible.”
He removed his jacket and placed it on the chair Emma had vacated a few minutes back.
“Why don’t you just kill me?” Emma found the strength to ask.
“I will,” he said, “but it’s too early. I need to first enjoy what Lucius Bradford would risk everything for. Maybe I’ll like it so much that I’ll keep you for myself and you won’t have to die. You know I’m not the monster you think I am. I’m willing to give you a chance.”
“I don’t want to be anywhere close to you.”
“Neither do I,” he said. “You stink, but I can bear with that for now.”
He started walking towards her. Emma pushed herself further into the corner.
“Get up,” he said when he was standing in front of her.
“I won’t,” she said. “You better torture me because I’m not going to let you do certain things to me. If you want, just kill me.”
Axel pulled out a penknife from his pocket and flipped it. Emma glanced at the blade in fear, lost for words. The man was serious. “Please Axel, don’t do this to me.”
“I don’t want to kill you, but you’re making things hard,” he said.
Emma knelt down. “Okay, I’ll do whatever you want.”
Axel locked the blade and put it back in his pocket. When he moved closer, Emma brought her hands up and started unbuckling his belt with shaking hands.
“Why are you shaking? I’m sure you’ve done this countless times to get your way. If you do it well enough, it will work for you even today.”
Emma felt disgusted after pulling out his erect member. She leaned down slowly but suddenly bit him before quickly standing up and adding a kick there. Axel yelled profanities but Emma was already throwing the door open and running out. With her heart racing, she ran up the short flight of stairs, taking two at a time. When she reached the top, she continued towards a door. She opened it and started running out.
“Hey!”
She looked back and saw the pervert who had wanted to have his way with her earlier. He was with an older man.
They both started running after her and Emma quickened her pace.