-The Grudge-

I was doomed...

My heart was racing. This drive seemed never-ending. He had me close to him, with his heavy hand on my thigh, his hand was rough, and he fell asleep on me.

I didn't mind much; it was better than having this old fart raping me in this car...

Soon, we stopped. We had to get through security, and that's when he awoke. ''Open the gate already.'' he said grumpily. His smokey breath kicks.

I'm guessing from the drive-in, and since I could see lights, pathing a way, it looked like we were at his home, I imagined it big since he was connected to the Russian Mafia.

He got out of the car, and I sat still...

Should I run when the door opens?

Then I remembered my advice... 'Don't try to escape.' It would be stupid to make an attempt when I don't even know where I am. There could be a cliff... we could be on top of a mountain... there could be armed guards that can open fire and shoot me in the back!

Just then, my door opened, and I was pulled out of the car and pulled up a few steps, Inside the building smelt like weed and old cigars...

I was most carefully escorted to a room and thrown in. ''Hey, . '' Mr. Velkov said, stepping closer to me. ''You are the most expensive девочка I've ever bought. You even got the Mafia boss's attention,'' she said, trailing his fingers up and down my thighs. 'Mafia boss?'

''Prepare the room.'' He said with a strict tone as he left.

Couldn't he have at least taken this bag off my head? It smells like an old sock... I feel like I'll pass out.

My stomach grumbled... I had eaten anything since my birthday morning, and it was just a chocolate-filled croissant.

My mouth was parched, I longed for some water, my head was spinning, and I felt lightheaded. Wait...? Room? What room was he talking about?!...

I woke up, and my wrist was bound to the bed. I used my free hand to try and undo it, but I couldn't see with this stupid bag over my head. I heard loud footsteps and hurried back to my sleeping position.

I felt colder... the thin fabric didn't seem to be covering me again. Then, at last...

I was met by a dim red light. ''Ah, printsessa, you are awake. Just in time too, I just swam,'' he said, casting the bag aside. ''W-Why am I tied up? What are you gonna do to me?'' I asked frantically.

''The bondage is just so I wouldn't have to chase you, I've heard you scaled a thirteen-foot wall printsessa. I wouldn't want you getting away now, would I?'' he said, resting his hand on my stomach.

My eyes widened as I realized I had been redressed; I was no longer in my given garments but in a red lace two-piece lingerie.

Oh no... Did this old fart touch me? How long was I unconscious? -

''I haven't started yet; you are still a virgin.'' he snickered. ''... na dannyy (For now,)'' he whispered as he climbed unto the bed, his robe opening revealing his nude figure.

I'm fucked...

He reminded me of an oversized pig with tattoos, I shut my eyes at the sight of his sagging dick and balls.

''Time to make you mine, my exotic printsessa,'' he said climbing on top of me.

I was sure his weight alone would kill me.

I hoped his weight alone would kill me. Anything to get out of this, I'd happily die a virgin!

I peeked out and met with his meat in In front of my face. I screamed and he plastered a slap across my face. His rough hand surely left a mark on my face as I felt the gold of his dragon ring pierce my skin.

I whimpered under him and he chuckled, ''The first time is always messy but with time you'll get it.'' He said inching his dick closer to me. I turned my face sucking in my lips to hold my mouth shut.

''Open up.'' he said as his old dick poked my cheek.

Oh God! Take me now! I prayed...

He grabbed my hair and I yelled out in pain, he held my mouth ajar and then tried to shove his dick inside...

''Mr. Velkov, you have an important guest.'' A man interrupted.

I didn't care how he stared at me; I was thankful for his interruption.

''Fuck, what now?'' Mr. Velkov got off and tied the string of his robe into a knot.

''I'm bus-''

Before he could finish there was a loud cry as he stumbled back with a knife stuck in his thigh.

I gasped softly as the masked figure then walked over and dug the dagger in rotating it in a clockwise direction.

'' Poshel ty ublyudok! (Fuck you, bastard!)'' Mr. Velkov yelled out in pain.

The anonymous man proceeded to grab him by the color and throw him on the sofa, the now ajar door made it possible for me to see everything.

''You are gonna pay for this.'' Mr. Velkov spat out on his face.

But the man wasn't taking the disrespect and sent another knife through the palm of his hand pinning it to the leather sofa, Mr. Velkov was a bleeding mess and his eyes widened as I heard the door open.

A man dressed in dark black clothes walked into the room making his way to the desk.

''You haven't been loyal to me Mr. Velkov, you let me down.'' The mysterious man spoke up, his leather glove toying with a trophy on his desk.

''I-I-''

''Don't interrupt me.'' He said throwing the trophy to his stomach causing blood to spurt up from his mouth.

''I wonder what your wife would say... knowing you missed your son's game to attend an auction.'' He added.

''N-No please don't tell Vik-'' ''Shut the fuck up.'' The masked man said pressing on the knife making him groan.

''You never learn, do you? …Oh well, what about a fair game of double R.'' he turned to the side, and a sinister smirk appeared on his face.

My stomach churned as I stared at the horrific scene, this man was giving me chills…

He pulled out a gun and I closed my eyes as shells dropped to the floor, dusk beginning his game of Russian Roulette.

I flinched the first time the gun cocked and the man huffed.

''Three tries, for three strikes. That's all you get.'' The man said as he turned the barrel again.

I peeked out and saw the gun pressed against his heart.

...Oh fuck.

Mr. Velkov look terrified as he looked up at the man.

There was a soft chuckle before-

Bang*

He was dead. His head hung back and the hole in his chest oozed with blood.

I couldn't hold back my sobs and they both turn to me. '' Eto ona? (Is that her?)'' the mysterious man questioned. The other one nodded and got up. '' Poluchit' yeye (Get her)'' he ordered before leaving, taking the dragon ring with him.

The man started walking over to me and I scampered back sobbing.

''N-No, please no, I don't wanna die here-'' He got unto the bed with a pocket knife. ''Stop moving,'' he said sternly, his cold dark Russian accent reminded me of-

I looked at his neck to see the Russian writing.

Afanas!?

He cut my hand free and grabbed my face. ''Did he fuck you? Are you hurt?'' he asked examining me. I shook my head trembling. ''Here.'' he took off his jacket and threw it over my shoulders.

Outside we could hear bullets ricocheting, I whimpered scooting over to him. ''I didn't come to fucking cuddle move your ass before you get us shot.'' He said, yanking me off the bed and pulling me behind him as we tried to escape.

There were dead bodies laying on the floor with gunshot wounds and blood. So much blood. I stared at the horrific scene. "Hey." Afanas snapped repeatedly.

I jumped out of my gaze. To see him staring at me. "This isn't a fucking tour, hurry up, do you want to stay here and die?" he asked. I shook my head and out of nowhere, a large man jumped out with double knives.

Afanas pushed me back and I fell to the floor, my palms in someone else's blood, the makeup on my thighs rubbing off revealing my scars.

My hands were trembling as I looked at the blood running down my hands.

My head was yanked up as he grabbed my chin. He took off his mask and sighed. "I'm regretting coming here for you." He said with an unamused tone. His arm bleeding with a large slice on it.

"I-I'm sorry," I said bursting into tears. "Just kill me," I said thinking out loud.

"I went through all this just to put a bullet in you? Fuck you. Get up. Let's go." He said grabbing my arm and linking it with his as we continued to trek through the mansion to find a way out.

I don't remember exactly what happened next but I remembered the fiery reflection of flames in Afanas' eyes as he slapped me conscious. ''Hey, wake up, we go-gotta go.'' he said coughing as he inhaled the fume.

He places a bandana across my nose and helped me up, I limped as he held me, placing my arm across his shoulder.

I heard him wincing as he helped me up the stairs. ''Why are we going up?'' I asked. ''Downstairs is in flames, and all the exits are blocked, this is the only way.'' He said kicking open the balcony doors.

''A-Are we going to climb down?'' I asked he turned to me with a dull face. ''Do you happen to have a fifteen-feet rope in that underwear of yours?''

This bastard...

I frowned and looked over the rails. ''We have to jump,'' he said helping her up on top of the banister. ''I can't jump-'' he held her hand and jumped off the ledge into the large swimming pool beneath.

My eye's widened as my body seemed to stop all movement.

I couldn't swim, it felt like the world had stopped as I stared at the moon glistening as I sank to the bottom.

There was a jolt in my body as I saw silver trinkets shooting beside me.

I could see Afanas diving down to get me, My mouth opened and my eyes widened in the chlorinated water making them burn. I see blood swimming out of him as he reached down and grabbed my hand.

I inhaled sharply coughing as he brought me to the surface.

''What the fuck was that?'' he yelled his cold eyes glaring at her. ''I-I can't swim,'' I said coughing out some water. ''You can't-'' he scoffed and got up. ''We have to keep moving they'll be here any minute.''

''Y-You're bleeding.'' I pointed out. ''It's a graze, now get your ass up.'' He said holding his side.

We were on the run again this time we passed through large trees, My sprained ankle ached with every step I take but I could see that Afanas was in more pain than me, his t-shirt dripping with blood. ''You should stop-''

He shot up, looking around. ''They are getting closer, we are nearly there,'' he said pressing on.

Eventually, they caught up to us, and with nowhere else to go we hid behind a large rock. ''Fuck.'' he muttered tearing his hand away from his side. ''Holy shit. That's not a graze!'' My heart pounding as his blood pumped out.

I felt my hand going closer to him but he slapped me away.

Just then a car rolled up in the open track. '' vkhodit' (Get in.)'' A man said opening the door. Bullets were flying over the rock and striking it and we could hear them closing in.

''Get in the car.'' He responded as two men also got out of the car shooting back at the men behind us. ''They'll shoot me! And you can't walk like that!'' I shot back, panicking while the sound of dogs coming our way played in my ears.

''Take her,'' Afanas ordered the man as the other one was struck to the ground. The man grabbed my wrists dragging me to the car. I was screaming and kicking my legs. I finally got out of his grasp and went back to Afanas.

''Get in the fucking car, or going to get us killed,'' he said sternly, his cold eyes narrowed at me, with skin pale from all the blood he's lost.

''I can't leave you here you'd die-" "I got you into this mess and now I'm getting you out." He said as he signaled the man. He grabbed me and I put up a fight,

I couldn't let my hero die there, he saved me it would be unfair to leave him, but my body was so weak.

Bang*

A bullet pierces my skin and my vision starts to blur, my head throbbing with pain as I fell into the man's hands. "Get her out of here!" I heard Afanas shout before I'm thrown into the backseat. I was too weak to even open my eyes before everything went black…