Their libertine mission

Arianna POV

I suddenly found myself face-to-face with him as he squatted in front of me. Instinctively, I turned my gaze away, but his fingers gently lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his piercing stare. I quickly wiped away the tears from my face, trying to maintain a semblance of composure.

The questions swirled in my mind, overwhelming me. Was I about to die? Was he going to kill me? My body felt weak and vulnerable as I looked up at him. He exuded an aura of power and strength, his muscular build reminiscent of a demigod. Though his face remained partially obscured, I couldn't help but acknowledge his striking presence.

My wincing seemed to snap him out of his thoughts, and suddenly, he scooped me up into his arms, effortlessly carrying me out of the supermarket. Fear and confusion gripped me as I struggled to make sense of the situation.

"Where are you taking me?" I managed to ask as he carried me toward the waiting black car parked beneath a tree in the darkness of the night. It looked like I had seen it before, but I couldn't think straight at the time.

No reply came from him.

An air of caution washed over me when he opened the car door, preparing to seat me inside. At that moment, my instinct kicked in, and I tightly gripped him, causing us to lose balance. We tumbled onto the plush leather seats, but before his weight could crush me, he swiftly used his powerful hands to prop himself up, leaving me trapped between his solid frame and the car seat.

Locked in this intimate proximity, our eyes met.

His hair and hoodie served as a clever disguise, obscuring his true identity.

Acting on impulse, I slowly reached out my hand, intending to brush his hair away and uncover the mystery beneath. But he abruptly stopped me, gripping my hand firmly. Startled, I immediately withdrew my hand as he swiftly stood up, forcefully shutting the door behind him. He walked around to the driver's side and took his place behind the wheel.

Desperation surged within me as I desperately grabbed the door handle, attempting to open it, but it wouldn't budge. Without warning, he ignited the engine, and the car roared to life, accelerating into the night with me trapped inside.

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Huddled in a corner of the car seat, I squeezed myself tightly, trying to find solace in the confines of the space. Silent sobs wracked my body, and my vulnerability lay bare. Was I being abducted?

Feeling his gaze upon me, I mustered the courage to raise my head, our eyes meeting briefly before he averted his gaze. The tension hung heavy in the air, leaving me desperate for answers. Summoning whatever strength I had left, I found my voice and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

As expected, silence greeted my question, leaving me to continue my tearful lament. I couldn't control the flood of emotions that overwhelmed me. I folded my legs against my chest, wrapping my arms tightly around them as I sobbed silently. The pain radiating from my neck only added to my anguish.

Suddenly, his voice broke through the silence, cold yet strangely smooth and pleasant to the ears. "Where do you live?" he asked.

His words startled me into silence, and I stared at him in shock, unable to utter a single word. Relief washed over me, realizing that perhaps he wasn't abducting me after all.

"Aren't you going to tell me where you live?" he continued, his tone carrying a hint of impatience. "Or do you want me to take you to my home?"

My eyes widened in surprise, and I hastily wiped away my tears, trying to compose myself. I hesitated for a moment before finally divulging the location of my home.

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I told him to stop the car before we reached my house, but I expected him to ask me why I didn't want him to drop me at my house at once, but I was surprised that he didn't ask.

Maybe he wasn't a total asshole.

When he did, I tried opening the door, but I couldn't. Then I saw him press a button on his key fob, and the door opened on its own.

I was stunned and startled at the same time, so I immediately alighted the car, and hurriedly walked to my house, but didn't dare look back. So I had no idea if he had driven away with his car, or if he was still there.

After taking another path, I sprinted home.

The crescent moon shone dimly in the sky as it was the only source of light in the dark street.

The chirring and squeaking of some insects and other animals were the only noises that could be heard, as everywhere was embraced in a dead silence.

I walked towards my house, and when I reached, I climbed on the porch before pushing the door open and walking in.

I was suddenly grabbed by Jade as I was secretly sneaking into my room, which made me yelp.

And without waiting for my explanations, she began beating me and calling me all sought of names, while I cried silently.

But suddenly, the knife she was using to flog me slashed through my skin, and I began bleeding.

It was so painful that I couldn't hold in my cry anymore, and I gave out a piercing scream of agony.

I cried and coughed at the same time, but Jade didn't care. She continued beating me, not minding that my cries could disturb our neighbors.

I hoped for my dad to come running out of his room and save me, but I saw no one. It could be that he wasn't at home.

With tears running down my face, I ran up the stairs into my room, while Jade was chasing me from behind.

I closed my door with a loud thud and locked it, before I walked into the balcony of my room and sat on the cold floor with my eyes clouded with tears as I cried painfully. I missed my real mom. Despite how she treated me, she was one hundred percent better than Jade. She never accused me of gallivanting with men.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me which made my heart skip, and when I turned abruptly, I was shocked to see the shirtless Lucas standing in front of me.

"How did you come into my room?" I asked in fear, but his gaze kept consuming my body.

This wasn't good, I had locked my door before I went to work, so how come I ran into my room, and my door wasn't locked? How did he get my keys?

"Get away from my room you asshole!!" I yelled at him with anger and pain burning within me. I didn't know how he did it, but he dragged me into my room before closing and locking the door to my balcony.

I was suddenly shoved onto the bed, which made me wince in pain, but I immediately sat up and began screaming for help.

He slapped me very hard, which made me fall roughly to the bed, and he took the opportunity to hover over me, but he began unzipping his pants zipper, which made my eyes widen.

"What are you doing to me? Let me go!!" I tried screaming, but he covered my mouth, so I bit his hands, and when he removed it, I screamed for help.

"Dad! Dad help me! Dad! Jade… Jade!" I screamed, but it seemed as though my voice was only echoing within the room.

Seeing the sly grin he had on his face, it then downed on me that this was a set-up that was arranged by Jade and her son, Lucas.

But before I could scream again, he gave me a very dirty slap, and I could feel the taste of blood in my mouth.

"Would you shut up, Ariana? I'm gonna fuck you until your legs give out," he said coldly, making me shiver in fear as I cried. What did I do to deserve all this?

He suddenly smacked his lips on me harshly and began kissing me, while I cringed in disgust and tried crawling away from him, but I couldn't. He was too strong.

He suddenly tore my blue tank top, which made my cry intensify as I struggled to free myself, but it seemed impossible.

I struggled to the extent that I couldn't struggle anymore. It wasn't as though my struggles could save me, instead, it made him inflict pain on me.

He sneaked his hands beneath my thighs and began caressing them, while I cried silently.

But before he could sneak his hands beneath my panties, I felt as though he was suddenly yanked off me, and then, I heard a loud thud, which was followed by low growls.

With heavy breaths, I got up from my bed with my heart pounding in my chest.

With my duvet wrapped around my trembling form, I headed for the switch of the light. But before I could reach it, I was suddenly yanked back towards someone, and before I could scream for help, a piece of cloth that was bombarded with chloroform was used to cover my face.

I tried struggling to free myself, but due to my wraps breathing, I had already inhaled a lot of it, so my eyes closed, leaving me unconscious with no idea of what was happening around me.