4 REVENGE 2

Erica was woken up by the scent of alcohol and drunken laughter. She opened her eyes to see the men who the people she once thought to be her family sent to watch her so she doesn't escape and ruin their reputation. The laughing and dancing continued for a while when one drunken man started approaching her with a salacious face. In an attempt to touch her inappropriately he received a strong kick under his chin causing him to bite his tongue and spit out blood.

"Bitch". In a fit of rage and pain, he grabbed the thorny whip. He walked up to her and slashing the whip across her face leaving a huge painful-looking scar. God knows how painful it was as blood dripped down her face like a red river nevertheless, the woman didn't bat an eye. Painful? what is painful, the scar on her face? No that was not pain, pain was being backstabbed by the people she considered a part of her being. The pain was the fact that she gave the most valuable thing one human can ever give to another human; TRUST, whether it was a life or death situation trust could make one human put his life in another's hand. Having her trust stepped on with no regard was painful. BUT the pain she felt when losing her only hope of leading a happy life no it wasn't her Goddess-like face but her son her last resort to a happy life trampled on without mercy.

This didn't make her cry but rather deepened her hatred toward her offenders even if it will take her life she plans to go down with them. Her eyes reddened at the mere thought of them for her hatred was like a blazing fire that could not be quenched until she saw every last one of them worse than they were before they began the schemes.

As the men continued to laugh and drink satisfied at the lesson they thought of her. With her head down her beautiful rosy lips form a dry emotionless smile with a bone-chilling aura,

After a while, Erica thought of a plan.

"Wuwuwuwu". The men turned to the woman crying.

"SHUT UP B*TCH" One yelled in another tone.

Erica tilted her head up to the men below her's viewpoint with the most enticing eyes and soft voice she could make in this situation.

The faces of the three men immediately turned lewd even with that huge scar on her face Erica still had charms that were unmatched.

"Sorry big brother this foolish girl did not realize how handsome you were and foolishly kicked you. I spent so much time with those ugly aristocratic play boss I just didn't realize that I was a *big fish in a small pond. Brother is so much better than those kids. At this flattery the man began to walk to her, when he was close she quickly mounted hip the man didn't realize it at first. He thought she was just making a move to seduce him which he felt pleased.

She then spun him around using her toes to grab the pocket knife in his breast pocket. She then let go of him using an arabesque-like ballet move to secretly bring the small knife to her hand that was tied up.

The man and his friends being oblivious to what just happen thought she was playing a game of cat and mouse. They continued to walk towards her like a pack of hungry hyenas who found tasty meat. Erica needed a way to make them leave as she wouldn't be able to take down all three of them in her current condition. Suddenly an idea struck her "Contraceptives." She muttered.

"What they retorted."

"Your employers haven't killed me yet that means I am still of use to them it wouldn't be a pretty sight if I get pregnant now, would it. I also want to be with big brothers but we can't take chances."

The men thought for a while before nodding "The whore's right screwing can wait let's get those things then we can screw her brains out." The one who seemed to be the leader announced. At his word, the other two agreed and started moving away before they left they gave her body one last lewd look before they set out. Erica made sure they had left before she cut the ropes and came down. She rubbed her blood-red wrist as she winced in pain proceeding to grab a piece of wood that was detached from the whip rack and headed out. Upon reaching the exit she noticed a thin raggedy man who stood and muttered the words "Of cause " they took no risks so they left someone behind to keep her in check. Her words were almost a silent whisper but the man seemed to have good hearing seeing that he turned. He noticed her almost immediately and started to sprint towards her with rage-filled eyes.

She sighed as she readied her weapon(stick) as he drew closer, when he came close enough she swung her stick at him with the intention of hitting him but he managed to grab the stick in mid-air.

With anger written all over his face, he swung the stick towards the wall causing Erica who was still holding the stick to hit the wall hard. She fell to the ground grimacing in pain, the impact had caused her to twist her left arm, the pain was almost too much but this could not compare to what she went through during her training in the police force. During that time she had broken countless be it her limbs or torso she had felt tremendous pain in them before.

Considering these factors it was no surprise that she got right back up still maintaining her fighting spirit rather than staying on the ground cowering and crying as any other woman would.

She launched forward and did a flip over him while taking back the stick. Without giving him the chance to react she whack him using her right arm and stabbed in the shoulder, it seemed to have worked since the man passed out.

Using this opportunity she fled into the dark streets she walked as fast as she could. The was only one place she could think of as she walked on until she managed to reach her destination.

She rings the doorbell and the doors to the luxury mansion open.