Realisation

Lily frowned, her face scrunched up in disgust.

"You filthy animal!" Lily shouted, swinging her other arm and smacking the side of Scar Face's head. She then stomped on his foot and the two consecutive hits made his grip on her wrist loosen.

Lily took that opportunity to turn and run, but she found that she was surrounded. The other men that had been with this one were now in a semi-circle in front of her, completely blocking her route of escape.

Scar Face was angry.

She dared to hit his face!

Heck, she dared to hit him!

The sting on the side of his head was severe, but he did not show it for he did not want to lose face in front of his men. It just would not do!

But she had to be punished for daring to make such a move.

Having his face hit by a woman in front of his men was truly shameful, so naturally, he would need to assert his dominance and claim back his dignity.

Otherwise, they wouldn't respect him, right?

So he took Lily by the shoulders, turned her around and seized her neck. Lily's eyes started to water and she dropped her bag when she grabbed his thick arm in an attempt to get him to let go.

She was gasping as he squeezed harder, enjoying seeing her panic and at the same time, the way his men were looking at him.

Yes, that's the way it should be.

His woman cowering in fear and his men, looking at him in respect.

"You like hitting people, huh?" he growled, putting his face near hers, "Well, let's see how well you take being hit as well, huh?"

Tears fell down Lily's face and it only made the guy laugh. He licked the tears as he said, "Though I won't be hitting the face."

Letting go of her neck, Lily found herself about to collapse onto the floor as she gasped for air, only to have him catch her and hold her in a tight embrace.

"I'll be hitting you with this instead," he said as he started grinding himself on her and she weakly hit his chest as she tried to get away from the disgusting thing that was rubbing itself on her.

Lily couldn't believe that no one came to help her.

It couldn't be that there was absolutely no one around, right? And did it seem like she was enjoying this? Was it not obvious she was being harassed?

But why would anyone help?

The men looked mean and scary, and anyone who was even in the vicinity, were given stares. No one wanted to be involved, even though all they needed to do was call the police.

Instead, they quickly ran off, fearing that they would be targetted next. With their head down low, and rushing away, it was as if they were saying 'please don't see me, please don't see me'.

"Okay, boys," the guys said as his hands roamed all over the helpless Lily, "You make your presence known to the people here. Tell them what we want, and that we'll collect it tomorrow. Rough up a few things or people if they look unhappy."

"Let me go! Let me go, you brute!!" Lily, having gotten some of her strength back, was struggling in the guy's hug, trying to get out of his hold.

The man ignored her completely, and treated her weak attempts like they were farts.

Lily started hitting his face and with a snarl, he grabbed her hands and twisted it behind her back.

"You never learn, do you?" he hissed, "Looks like I have to teach you a lesson before I take you back."

Lily braced herself, expecting him to either choke her again or hit her.

The guy, seeing this, grinned evilly as he made sure her wrists were held tightly by him. After making sure that she could not get away, he grabbed her breast, squeezing it hard.

Lily gasped in pain, tears forming in her eyes again as she felt that offending hand on her breast. Even though there was a layer of her clothing and bra, it was still repulsive. In fact, she could even feel his sharp fingernails that were on the upper part of the bra, digging into her tender flesh.

"Not bad," the guy was saying as he continued squeezing her breast, feeling the plumpness at the palm of his hand even though the bra was still on.

He then twisted his hand while squeezing tighter, smiling as he saw her whimper in pain but keeping her voice down, "I can cause pain, or pleasure. Which do you want?"

As a response, Lily spat at his face.

He twisted harder, without bothering to wipe the spittle, "Pain it is."

He let go of her breast and took his hand out as he looked about, looking displeased. The area was mostly shoplots, and there did not seem to be any good place for a quickie. Though he did see an alleyway a bit in the front, he didn't like doing it there. He'd rather slam her down on a table and get down on it.

Looks like he will have to wait after all.

While Scar Face was thinking of what he could do, and what he would do once he got back, Lily was frantically trying to think of ways to escape.

If not now, then later.

There has to be a way!

Her boob was already in pain after the way the ruffian had manhandled it, and she wished she could cut those hands of his. Even now, he hadn't stopped groping her. She wished she could bite him to death, if she didn't fear getting some sort of weird disease.

Worse, he may even like it!

Lily worried about Zero at that moment.

What would he feel if he came over tomorrow and she wasn't around? Would he be upset? She felt upset if he would be upset.

As she thought of this, she suddenly wondered. Why did she think of that, and why was she worried about that?

Shouldn't she be thinking about her family first?! Her mother? What would she feel and think when she doesn't come back tonight? Her brother? Even her staff, when she doesn't turn up to close the books today?

Yet, the first person that came to her mind was Zero.

How worried she was about him once he found out that she was missing.

It was then that the realisation hit Lily.

She didn't just have a crush on Zero.

She was in love with him.