Chapter 70
Tessy’s POV
I stood frozen, reeling from the sudden turn of events. Anthony’s words cut deep, like a knife twisting in my heart.
“Tessy, don’t worry, we’ve talked already. Eddy forgives you because he loves you, and no one will hear of it. Just leave with him and forget everything between us.” Anthony said, his voice devoid of emotion.
My eyes pleaded with him, desperate for a glimpse of the love we shared. But his face remained impassive, his eyes cold.
“Anthony, please-” I begged, my voice trembling.
But he turned and left, disappearing into the villa without a backward glance.
I felt like I’d been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. How could he send me away so easily? Didn’t our love mean anything?
Tears streamed down my face as I followed Eddy to the airport. The flight passed in uncomfortable silence, Eddy’s presence suffocating.
We arrived at his stunning mansion, but its beauty was lost on me. The opulent decor and lush gardens only highlighted the emptiness within.
Eddy’s silence was oppressive, his anger palpable. I sensed a storm brewing beneath his calm exterior.
Finally, he spoke, his voice dripping with venom.
“I told you not to bring my other side, the one I kept hidden. So, you’ve been sleeping with my uncle all this while?”
My eyes widened in shock. “Eddy, no, it’s not like that-”
“Save it,” he snapped, his face twisting in rage. “This can’t work. I need to go.” I said.
“I love your uncle and not you, please understand, and don’t think I will marry you.”
His transformation was terrifying. Eyes blazing, he became a stranger.
“You deceitful bitch!” he yelled, slapping me.
I reeled, pain exploding across my cheek. Tears streamed down my face as I stumbled backward.
Eddy’s bodyguard appeared, grasping my arms like a vice.
“Lock her up,” Eddy ordered, his voice dripping with malice.
I struggled, but the guard dragged me away, throwing me into a dark, cold room.
Trapped, I realized too late: that Eddy was evil.
His grip on my life tightened, and I feared for my safety.
Would I escape, or become Eddy’s prisoner forever?
Panic set in, my heart racing with every passing moment.
I pounded on the door, screaming for help, but my cries were muffled by the thick walls.
Exhausted, I collapsed on the floor, tears streaming down my face.
How did I end up here?
Anthony’s rejection and Eddy’s cruelty crushed me.
In the darkness, I whispered, Anthony, why did you abandon me? He should have told me his nephew was evil, and my dad and mom should have known the kind of man they wanted me to marry.
I cried non-stop, my once happy moments became filled with sadness.
Trying to sleep, I woke up with a scream, same nightmare, an old lady was with me saying, “It’s okay, you will be fine, my name is Stella, I work here and I took care of him so if you want to survive to obey him.” I nodded and had to accept my fate.
I stumbled backward, my eyes wide with terror, as Eddy dragged me into the dimly lit room. What is he going to do to me? I never knew he was a monster. The eerie silence suffocated me, and the shadows on the walls seemed to writhe like living darkness.
No, no, no… this can’t be happening.
My gaze fell upon the horrific setup, and my mind recoiled in horror. Whips, chains, and shackles lay scattered, like instruments of torture for those into BDSM. The bed, once a sanctuary, now seemed a platform for unspeakable acts.
“Oh God, Eddy, no… please,” I begged, my voice trembling.
“Shut your mouth, you enjoyed f**king my uncle right? I will f**k you anyhow I please.”
Eddy’s face twisted into a grotesque grin, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light. He is into BDSM, why am I surrounded by people who have dirty secrets, I thought he was a saint. This explains why he tried to force himself on me the other day, I should have known.
“You’re mine, Tessy, I will keep f**king you,” he growled.
I tried to pull away, but his hands closed around my wrists like vices. I struggled, but Eddy’s grip only tightened.
A slap shattered my pleas, sending me crashing to the floor. I felt my world spinning out of control.
“Eddy, stop! Please!” I screamed.
But his fists rained down, pounding me into submission. I felt my body break under his blows.
As he tied me down, spreading my helpless form across the bed, I felt my world dissolve into agony. The pain was a living thing, clawing at my insides. He used the whip on me constantly, I cried my eyes out, my entire body was red, and bleeding as well and he forced his dick into my entrance bruising me and since I was tied there was nothing I can do.
My mind shattered, fragmenting into a thousand screams. I was trapped, powerless.
I couldn’t bear the pain anymore, I passed out.
The torture didn’t stop there. Eddy’s cruelty knew no bounds. He returned every day, unleashing unspeakable horrors upon me.
Each day, he’d beat me mercilessly, his fists pounding my fragile body. The cracks of his whip still echo in my mind.
He’d rape me and torture me. I felt like a hollow shell, empty and broken.
His twisted words still haunt me: “You’re mine to sell. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything.”
But I knew the truth. I was a prisoner, trapped in a living nightmare.
Eddy’s manipulation extended beyond the abuse. He’d reply to all my texts, pretending to be me, convincing my parents I was safe.
“Loving you, Mom and Dad. Everything’s fine,” he’d write or sometimes force me to speak so they hear my voice, Elizabeth also assuming I was in Italy.
Little did they know, their daughter was suffering unimaginable horrors.
Eddy’s deception kept me isolated, trapped in his web of evil.
My parents thought I was safe, but I was screaming silently, desperate for rescue.
The world outside seemed oblivious to my pain.
And Eddy continued his reign of terror, unchecked.
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Eddy’s visit this time was different. He came with a syringe, its gleaming needle reflecting the dim light, sending a chill down my spine.
“No, please…” I begged, my voice trembling, desperation clawing at my chest.
But he just smiled, his eyes cold, calculating, devoid of humanity.
“This will help you relax,” he lied, his voice dripping with malice.
The needle stung my skin, and a burning sensation spread through my veins like wildfire.
My mind began to blur, thoughts swirling like a maelstrom, panic setting in.
Reality and dreams merged into a twisted nightmare, and I was trapped.
The dragon mask and viper mask figures haunted me, their eerie presence suffocating.
They chased me through dark corridors, their cold breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
Eddy’s face appeared, his whip cracking through the air, its sound echoing through my soul.
I tried to scream, but my voice was lost in the haze, my cries muffled by fear.
The whip struck, its pain radiating through my body like a thousand knives.
I felt myself slipping away, consciousness fading, my world crumbling.
Fear, panic, and desperation consumed me.
The last thing I remembered was Eddy’s twisted grin, etched in my mind like a scar.
And then, darkness claimed me, its blackness enveloping me like a shroud.
Everything went black.
My world ended.