Chapter 9
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It was the middle of the night and I feel my body burning; my arms, my waist, my legs, my chest.
The sensation was different from having a fever. There was a soft, warm and wet thing moving across my body. I tried moving my hands to push away whatever that thing was but my wrists happened to be pinned above my head.
What's happening?
I suddenly opened my eyes and this made me wide awake. I saw Kian over me, licking my.. naked body?
No... No! This can't be happening!
"Si---Sir! Move! L-Let me go!" I squirmed under him. I tried kicking his stomach but he straddled my legs in between his making me unable to move any longer.
"Aahhh I knew it. A young girl's body is still the best."
This man in front of me is so different from the man I met earlier. His gaze was menacing and dangerous like he is about to bring nightmare to me. "Damn, you don't know how happy I was when my men captured a small, adorable girl like you."
His eyes were filled with lust and desire, a gaze that disgusts me quite similar years ago. This familiar scenario is what twisted my whole life, making me look at a crueler world I used to overlook.
Ah… My past suddenly came flashing in front of me.
I was five years old back then when my parents left me with my grandmother.
My parents are busy people. My dad works as a lawyer while my mom is a doctor. They don't have time to take care of me because of their full schedule.
Then there was a day where I was introduced to my cousins during my stay in Country K. They were all boys, some around my age, and some are older. The oldest among my cousins is a boy who's in middle school level. Probably around 14 years old.
They invited me to play with them. The first few days were fun, we played ball and we would go to the beach to swim.
But those peaceful days ended when one day, they invited me to an old house. The house was scary already given its age, but it became scarier when they cornered me and started stripping me off and started touching me all over.
I cried for help but no one came. I mean, who else would be around a scary old house?! I couldn't fight them since I was just a little girl, and they were boys bigger than me.
Luckily though, before they can take it further, we heard our auntie's voice from outside, calling out for us, saying that it was time for lunch. I've never been this thankful hearing lunchtime.
They quickly went and left me alone in that dark, scary old house.
I could still remember how much my body shivered as I cried. I remembered how the muchness of tears covered my face.
So this is what helpless meant, being unable, literally unable to do anything against them.
I might worry my elders so I wiped my tears, picked up my clothes and wore them before I left that cursed place.
I didn't tell anyone about it since I was too scared. I also stopped joining my cousins whenever they invite me to play outside.
Then there was also that one moment, where that middle school cousin of mine invited me to his place.
Well, he was not there when my other cousins attacked me, so as a child I thought it will be okay. I thought I can finally tell someone; that telling might at least lessen the pain inside me. I thought I can finally trust someone, and that someone is him.
When we entered his room, he told me that I can lay down on his bed. I thought that it is so that I could relax. I followed. I was still thinking on how to tell him about what happened the other day. He might take my side.
But next thing I know, before I even opened my mouth, he is already taking off his clothes, and I saw his erection. I was surprised upon seeing it and the first thing that came in my mind was a worm. Well, it looked like a worm after all.
He approached me, telling me to help him with it but I was too scared of that worm-looking thing. I was scared of worms so that adrenaline of mine rushed like a waterfall and I quickly went off the bed. I ran out of his place in full speed!
Ever since that happened, I never trusted men. My mind was forced to mature at such an early age. I was suddenly opened to such experiences that early even though I did not do anything to deserve it.
What have I done to experience such trauma? Was I a bad girl?
Since then I became a quiet kid and I would always lock myself up in my room, finding comfort in picture books; finding comfort on being alone.
Fortunately, my parents came back for me and I was so happy they finally took me away from that despicable place.
"Let me go!" I could not stop the tears that are overflowing in my eyes. This can't be happening! This can't be happening! I should wake up now!
Yiren wake up! Wake up from this nightmare!
I cried and shouted hoping there would be someone who could hear me. But at the same time, Kian touched my body with his free hand.
"HELP! HELP!" I shouted in the top of my lungs.
"Oh sweetie, no one will come to help you. Even if my men hear you, they will not disturb us. After all, it's their boss's happy time" He chuckled as he kissed my nipple.
How disgusting!
Why am I not waking up yet? Could it be that… all this time… I wasn't dreaming?
Is this all real?
In that moment, despite the fact that I know that I can struggle, what use is it when he was holding me down? I wanted to fight back but my mind spins back to the memories of before, with those monsters spreading their disgusting hands on my body. And despite the fact that I want to escape, my body betrays me and collapses, all of my strength vanishing. Why? What did I do in my past life to deserve something like this again?
"Good girl. It looks like you finally realized it is useless to resist me. No one will come help you."
Yes. No one will come help me just like back then...
My sight became blurry as tears continued flooding my eyes. I felt his lips and hands over all my body. Why do I have to experience such horrible thing again? I only wanted to enjoy my childhood in this dream world... my childhood... is it going to be destroyed again with the same events that happened in my past? Is this how life keeps on telling me that... no matter what world I'll go, I don't deserve to have a happy childhood?
I cried and cried until I felt him caress my sensitive part.
Charles face suddenly flashed in my mind. Violet's loving father, someone who will do anything to protect her.
"Daddy... Help..."
Before Kian's finger can slip inside my cavern, I saw his body flew away from me.
"Brielle!"
I turned my head and saw Charles; my father. Did he hear my cry for help?
A warm feeling started growing inside my chest. Someone actually came to help me?
"D... Daddy... Daddy... DADDY!" I cried loudly once again.
Charles rushed beside me and wrapped his arms around me protectively. Feeling his arms around me made me feel safe and secure. If he's here, I'll be fine, right? My father... My father is here... He heard me... Someone finally heard me call for help...
I couldn't stop myself from crying, my body was trembling in his arms as I cried. He removed the rope from my wrist and took off his cloak, placing it around my naked body before he turned to Kian who just got up.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" My father quickly charged to him and punched him on his face.
My father continued beating the man up with his fists making Kian unable to even fight back.
I heard swords clashing outside and I realized that my father did not come alone. There was bloodshed outside as I cry under my misfortune. I continued crying until I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't hear my father's curses and punches; I couldn't hear the swords clashing outside anymore.
My surroundings became dark. Am I finally waking up?
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I opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar room. I felt someone holding my hand and when I turned, I saw Charles, looking distressed and agitated.
"Brielle! Thank goodness you're awake!" He turned to the maid that was standing by the door. "Call the doctor! NOW!"
Why am I still in this place? So this isn't really a dream?
"I'm sorry for not being able to come at once, princess. Daddy is very sorry."
He looked like he was on the verge of crying. He was really worried of me--no, not me, he was worried of his daughter, Violet.
The doctor came inside after being summoned and she began to examine my body. She told my father that there is physically nothing wrong with me. However, the incident may have caused me some serious trauma.
"You are not allowed to speak of this to anyone." My father's cold voice rang in the room when he told those words to the doctor.
"No one is to spread this matter or else I would kill them myself!" Everyone in the room may have realized the consequences of their gossip, and the nodded obediently.
I know why he's doing this. He didn't want his daughter's reputation to be ruined. I feel grateful for his actions; I also don't want anyone to learn about this.
I closed my eyes and I didn't feel like talking to anyone.
"Father, how's Violet?"
I heard Luke's voice in the room. Despite hearing his voice, I didn't open my eyes.
"She's fine. She just needs to rest."
"I... I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect her. She was captured because of my lack of-
"It's not your fault, Luke." My father said gently to calm the child down.
"May I know what happened?"
Ah, so he doesn't seem to know. My father hasn't told him yet?
"Lets not talk about this here. Lets go to my office later." He did not seem to want to ponder upon the situation any longer but he felt like he had to tell Luke.
I opened my eyes and grabbed his shirt. My father turned his head to me, he instantly held my hand on his shirt.
"Daddy" My voice was weak, but I didn't care. I shook my head as if telling him not to tell Luke.
My father seems to get what I meant that's why he nodded his head. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
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Ever since I regained my consciousness, I would always stay in my room. The maids would usually bring the food in my room and my father would usually come to spend his time with me.
We were in the summer villa; I could see the beach from my room's window. The sight was so beautiful and thankfully it helped me calm down a bit.
I would always have nightmares every night though, making me unable to sleep. I stare at my window, at emptiness, until I fall asleep.
This one night, my nightmare visited me again. I opened my eyes in panic and I sat up, breathing heavily and sweating. No one knows about my nightmares since I would always be alone in my room.
I couldn't take this anymore. I felt eyes watching me which made me more scared than the previous nights.
I went out of my bed and left my room. I started heading to my father's room, because he's my only source of strength right now, the person I trust the most.
The hallway was dark; this is my first time leaving my room.
I don't know where my father's room is in this villa. What should I do? My feet brought me to the living room.
I was about to leave when I suddenly saw a figure by the stairs. My feet froze as I look at it. I wanted to run but I couldn't. However, as the figure continued walking, it ended up being Luke.
Luke was holding a book. Did he just finished reading something?
He might have felt my presence since he turned his head on me. "Violet? Why are you still awake?"
I looked sadly. "I... couldn't find daddy's room. I wanted to... sleep in his room tonight."
"Father is not here right now." What he said surprised me.
"He's not here? But he was here earlier."
"He went to take care of something. Don't worry, he'll be here in the morning." Luke who was now in front of me patted my head. My scared heart calmed down upon feeling his presence.
Aside from father, Luke is the other guy I can trust.
"You should go back to sleep. Come, let me bring you back to your room."
"Okay..."
He accompanied me back to my room and I didn't feel scared walking in the dark hall anymore.
Upon reaching my room, I went up to my bed and laid down there. He fixed the blanket and pulled it up to my chin. When I saw that he was about to leave, I felt scared thinking that I will be alone in my room again.
"Luke!"
He stopped walking and turned his head to me. He looked worriedly at me upon seeing the terrified look on my face. "What's wrong?"
"Please... don't leave." I sat down and held my blanket. "I... I'm scared."
His gaze softened as he looked at me. He walked back and sat at the edge of my bed.
"Okay. I will stay here as long as you want."
Hearing that made me feel relieved. I laid down once again before I reached out and held his hand, just holding his hand made me feel safe.
"I heard what happened from father... I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect you."
I thought he got what I meant. Father how could you tell Luke? This would only make him feel horrible since he wasn't there to protect me.
It was my fault. I shouldn't have left that cave. I should have waited for Luke to wake up. If I did, I wouldn't experience that cruel night, right?
It was my fault.
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It was the middle of the night and I feel my body burning; my arms, my waist, my legs, my chest.
The sensation was different from having a fever. There was a soft, warm and wet thing moving across my body. I tried moving my hands to push away whatever that thing was but my wrists happened to be pinned above my head.
What's happening?
I suddenly opened my eyes and this made me wide awake. I saw Kian over me, licking my.. naked body?
No... No! This can't be happening!
"Si---Sir! Move! L-Let me go!" I squirmed under him. I tried kicking his stomach but he straddled my legs in between his making me unable to move any longer.
"Aahhh I knew it. A young girl's body is still the best."
This man in front of me is so different from the man I met earlier. His gaze was menacing and dangerous like he is about to bring nightmare to me. "Damn, you don't know how happy I was when my men captured a small, adorable girl like you."
His eyes were filled with lust and desire, a gaze that disgusts me quite similar years ago. This familiar scenario is what twisted my whole life, making me look at a crueler world I used to overlook.
Ah… My past suddenly came flashing in front of me.
I was five years old back then when my parents left me with my grandmother.
My parents are busy people. My dad works as a lawyer while my mom is a doctor. They don't have time to take care of me because of their full schedule.
Then there was a day where I was introduced to my cousins during my stay in Country K. They were all boys, some around my age, and some are older. The oldest among my cousins is a boy who's in middle school level. Probably around 14 years old.
They invited me to play with them. The first few days were fun, we played ball and we would go to the beach to swim.
But those peaceful days ended when one day, they invited me to an old house. The house was scary already given its age, but it became scarier when they cornered me and started stripping me off and started touching me all over.
I cried for help but no one came. I mean, who else would be around a scary old house?! I couldn't fight them since I was just a little girl, and they were boys bigger than me.
Luckily though, before they can take it further, we heard our auntie's voice from outside, calling out for us, saying that it was time for lunch. I've never been this thankful hearing lunchtime.
They quickly went and left me alone in that dark, scary old house.
I could still remember how much my body shivered as I cried. I remembered how the muchness of tears covered my face.
So this is what helpless meant, being unable, literally unable to do anything against them.
I might worry my elders so I wiped my tears, picked up my clothes and wore them before I left that cursed place.
I didn't tell anyone about it since I was too scared. I also stopped joining my cousins whenever they invite me to play outside.
Then there was also that one moment, where that middle school cousin of mine invited me to his place.
Well, he was not there when my other cousins attacked me, so as a child I thought it will be okay. I thought I can finally tell someone; that telling might at least lessen the pain inside me. I thought I can finally trust someone, and that someone is him.
When we entered his room, he told me that I can lay down on his bed. I thought that it is so that I could relax. I followed. I was still thinking on how to tell him about what happened the other day. He might take my side.
But next thing I know, before I even opened my mouth, he is already taking off his clothes, and I saw his erection. I was surprised upon seeing it and the first thing that came in my mind was a worm. Well, it looked like a worm after all.
He approached me, telling me to help him with it but I was too scared of that worm-looking thing. I was scared of worms so that adrenaline of mine rushed like a waterfall and I quickly went off the bed. I ran out of his place in full speed!
Ever since that happened, I never trusted men. My mind was forced to mature at such an early age. I was suddenly opened to such experiences that early even though I did not do anything to deserve it.
What have I done to experience such trauma? Was I a bad girl?
Since then I became a quiet kid and I would always lock myself up in my room, finding comfort in picture books; finding comfort on being alone.
Fortunately, my parents came back for me and I was so happy they finally took me away from that despicable place.
"Let me go!" I could not stop the tears that are overflowing in my eyes. This can't be happening! This can't be happening! I should wake up now!
Yiren wake up! Wake up from this nightmare!
I cried and shouted hoping there would be someone who could hear me. But at the same time, Kian touched my body with his free hand.
"HELP! HELP!" I shouted in the top of my lungs.
"Oh sweetie, no one will come to help you. Even if my men hear you, they will not disturb us. After all, it's their boss's happy time" He chuckled as he kissed my nipple.
How disgusting!
Why am I not waking up yet? Could it be that… all this time… I wasn't dreaming?
Is this all real?
In that moment, despite the fact that I know that I can struggle, what use is it when he was holding me down? I wanted to fight back but my mind spins back to the memories of before, with those monsters spreading their disgusting hands on my body. And despite the fact that I want to escape, my body betrays me and collapses, all of my strength vanishing. Why? What did I do in my past life to deserve something like this again?
"Good girl. It looks like you finally realized it is useless to resist me. No one will come help you."
Yes. No one will come help me just like back then...
My sight became blurry as tears continued flooding my eyes. I felt his lips and hands over all my body. Why do I have to experience such horrible thing again? I only wanted to enjoy my childhood in this dream world... my childhood... is it going to be destroyed again with the same events that happened in my past? Is this how life keeps on telling me that... no matter what world I'll go, I don't deserve to have a happy childhood?
I cried and cried until I felt him caress my sensitive part.
Charles face suddenly flashed in my mind. Violet's loving father, someone who will do anything to protect her.
"Daddy... Help..."
Before Kian's finger can slip inside my cavern, I saw his body flew away from me.
"Brielle!"
I turned my head and saw Charles; my father. Did he hear my cry for help?
A warm feeling started growing inside my chest. Someone actually came to help me?
"D... Daddy... Daddy... DADDY!" I cried loudly once again.
Charles rushed beside me and wrapped his arms around me protectively. Feeling his arms around me made me feel safe and secure. If he's here, I'll be fine, right? My father... My father is here... He heard me... Someone finally heard me call for help...
I couldn't stop myself from crying, my body was trembling in his arms as I cried. He removed the rope from my wrist and took off his cloak, placing it around my naked body before he turned to Kian who just got up.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" My father quickly charged to him and punched him on his face.
My father continued beating the man up with his fists making Kian unable to even fight back.
I heard swords clashing outside and I realized that my father did not come alone. There was bloodshed outside as I cry under my misfortune. I continued crying until I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't hear my father's curses and punches; I couldn't hear the swords clashing outside anymore.
My surroundings became dark. Am I finally waking up?
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I opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar room. I felt someone holding my hand and when I turned, I saw Charles, looking distressed and agitated.
"Brielle! Thank goodness you're awake!" He turned to the maid that was standing by the door. "Call the doctor! NOW!"
Why am I still in this place? So this isn't really a dream?
"I'm sorry for not being able to come at once, princess. Daddy is very sorry."
He looked like he was on the verge of crying. He was really worried of me--no, not me, he was worried of his daughter, Violet.
The doctor came inside after being summoned and she began to examine my body. She told my father that there is physically nothing wrong with me. However, the incident may have caused me some serious trauma.
"You are not allowed to speak of this to anyone." My father's cold voice rang in the room when he told those words to the doctor.
"No one is to spread this matter or else I would kill them myself!" Everyone in the room may have realized the consequences of their gossip, and the nodded obediently.
I know why he's doing this. He didn't want his daughter's reputation to be ruined. I feel grateful for his actions; I also don't want anyone to learn about this.
I closed my eyes and I didn't feel like talking to anyone.
"Father, how's Violet?"
I heard Luke's voice in the room. Despite hearing his voice, I didn't open my eyes.
"She's fine. She just needs to rest."
"I... I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect her. She was captured because of my lack of-
"It's not your fault, Luke." My father said gently to calm the child down.
"May I know what happened?"
Ah, so he doesn't seem to know. My father hasn't told him yet?
"Lets not talk about this here. Lets go to my office later." He did not seem to want to ponder upon the situation any longer but he felt like he had to tell Luke.
I opened my eyes and grabbed his shirt. My father turned his head to me, he instantly held my hand on his shirt.
"Daddy" My voice was weak, but I didn't care. I shook my head as if telling him not to tell Luke.
My father seems to get what I meant that's why he nodded his head. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
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Ever since I regained my consciousness, I would always stay in my room. The maids would usually bring the food in my room and my father would usually come to spend his time with me.
We were in the summer villa; I could see the beach from my room's window. The sight was so beautiful and thankfully it helped me calm down a bit.
I would always have nightmares every night though, making me unable to sleep. I stare at my window, at emptiness, until I fall asleep.
This one night, my nightmare visited me again. I opened my eyes in panic and I sat up, breathing heavily and sweating. No one knows about my nightmares since I would always be alone in my room.
I couldn't take this anymore. I felt eyes watching me which made me more scared than the previous nights.
I went out of my bed and left my room. I started heading to my father's room, because he's my only source of strength right now, the person I trust the most.
The hallway was dark; this is my first time leaving my room.
I don't know where my father's room is in this villa. What should I do? My feet brought me to the living room.
I was about to leave when I suddenly saw a figure by the stairs. My feet froze as I look at it. I wanted to run but I couldn't. However, as the figure continued walking, it ended up being Luke.
Luke was holding a book. Did he just finished reading something?
He might have felt my presence since he turned his head on me. "Violet? Why are you still awake?"
I looked sadly. "I... couldn't find daddy's room. I wanted to... sleep in his room tonight."
"Father is not here right now." What he said surprised me.
"He's not here? But he was here earlier."
"He went to take care of something. Don't worry, he'll be here in the morning." Luke who was now in front of me patted my head. My scared heart calmed down upon feeling his presence.
Aside from father, Luke is the other guy I can trust.
"You should go back to sleep. Come, let me bring you back to your room."
"Okay..."
He accompanied me back to my room and I didn't feel scared walking in the dark hall anymore.
Upon reaching my room, I went up to my bed and laid down there. He fixed the blanket and pulled it up to my chin. When I saw that he was about to leave, I felt scared thinking that I will be alone in my room again.
"Luke!"
He stopped walking and turned his head to me. He looked worriedly at me upon seeing the terrified look on my face. "What's wrong?"
"Please... don't leave." I sat down and held my blanket. "I... I'm scared."
His gaze softened as he looked at me. He walked back and sat at the edge of my bed.
"Okay. I will stay here as long as you want."
Hearing that made me feel relieved. I laid down once again before I reached out and held his hand, just holding his hand made me feel safe.
"I heard what happened from father... I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect you."
I thought he got what I meant. Father how could you tell Luke? This would only make him feel horrible since he wasn't there to protect me.
It was my fault. I shouldn't have left that cave. I should have waited for Luke to wake up. If I did, I wouldn't experience that cruel night, right?
It was my fault.
It was the middle of the night and I feel my body burning; my arms, my waist, my legs, my chest. The sensation was different from having a fever. There was a soft, warm and wet thing moving across my body. I tried moving my hands to push away whatever that thing was but my wrists happened to be pinned above my head. What's happening? I suddenly opened my eyes and this made me wide awake. I saw Kian over me, licking my.. naked body? No... No! This can't be happening! "Si---Sir! Move! L-Let me go!" I squirmed under him. I tried kicking his stomach but he straddled my legs in between his making me unable to move any longer. "Aahhh I knew it. A young girl's body is still the best." This man in front of me is so different from the man I met earlier. His gaze was menacing and dangerous like he is about to bring nightmare to me. "Damn, you don't know how happy I was when my men captured a small, adorable girl like you." His eyes were filled with lust and desire, a gaze that disgusts me quite similar years ago. This familiar scenario is what twisted my whole life, making me look at a crueler world I used to overlook. Ah My past suddenly came flashing in front of me. I was five years old back then when my parents left me with my grandmother. My parents are busy people. My dad works as a lawyer while my mom is a doctor. They don't have time to take care of me because of their full schedule. Then there was a day where I was introduced to my cousins during my stay in Country K. They were all boys, some around my age, and some are older. The oldest among my cousins is a boy who's in middle school level. Probably around 14 years old. They invited me to play with them. The first few days were fun, we played ball and we would go to the beach to swim. But those peaceful days ended when one day, they invited me to an old house. The house was scary already given its age, but it became scarier when they cornered me and started stripping me off and started touching me all over. I cried for help but no one came. I mean, who else would be around a scary old house?! I couldn't fight them since I was just a little girl, and they were boys bigger than me. Luckily though, before they can take it further, we heard our auntie's voice from outside, calling out for us, saying that it was time for lunch. I've never been this thankful hearing lunchtime. They quickly went and left me alone in that dark, scary old house. I could still remember how much my body shivered as I cried. I remembered how the muchness of tears covered my face. So this is what helpless meant, being unable, literally unable to do anything against them. I might worry my elders so I wiped my tears, picked up my clothes and wore them before I left that cursed place. I didn't tell anyone about it since I was too scared. I also stopped joining my cousins whenever they invite me to play outside. Then there was also that one moment, where that middle school cousin of mine invited me to his place. Well, he was not there when my other cousins attacked me, so as a child I thought it will be okay. I thought I can finally tell someone; that telling might at least lessen the pain inside me. I thought I can finally trust someone, and that someone is him. When we entered his room, he told me that I can lay down on his bed. I thought that it is so that I could relax. I followed. I was still thinking on how to tell him about what happened the other day. He might take my side. But next thing I know, before I even opened my mouth, he is already taking off his clothes, and I saw his erection. I was surprised upon seeing it and the first thing that came in my mind was a worm. Well, it looked like a worm after all. He approached me, telling me to help him with it but I was too scared of that worm-looking thing. I was scared of worms so that adrenaline of mine rushed like a waterfall and I quickly went off the bed. I ran out of his place in full speed! Ever since that happened, I never trusted men. My mind was forced to mature at such an early age. I was suddenly opened to such experiences that early even though I did not do anything to deserve it. What have I done to experience such trauma? Was I a bad girl? Since then I became a quiet kid and I would always lock myself up in my room, finding comfort in picture books; finding comfort on being alone. Fortunately, my parents came back for me and I was so happy they finally took me away from that despicable place. "Let me go!" I could not stop the tears that are overflowing in my eyes. This can't be happening! This can't be happening! I should wake up now! Yiren wake up! Wake up from this nightmare! I cried and shouted hoping there would be someone who could hear me. But at the same time, Kian touched my body with his free hand. "HELP! HELP!" I shouted in the top of my lungs. "Oh sweetie, no one will come to help you. Even if my men hear you, they will not disturb us. After all, it's their boss's happy time" He chuckled as he kissed my nipple. How disgusting! Why am I not waking up yet? Could it be that all this time I wasn't dreaming? Is this all real? In that moment, despite the fact that I know that I can struggle, what use is it when he was holding me down? I wanted to fight back but my mind spins back to the memories of before, with those monsters spreading their disgusting hands on my body. And despite the fact that I want to escape, my body betrays me and collapses, all of my strength vanishing. Why? What did I do in my past life to deserve something like this again? "Good girl. It looks like you finally realized it is useless to resist me. No one will come help you." Yes. No one will come help me just like back then... My sight became blurry as tears continued flooding my eyes. I felt his lips and hands over all my body. Why do I have to experience such horrible thing again? I only wanted to enjoy my childhood in this dream world... my childhood... is it going to be destroyed again with the same events that happened in my past? Is this how life keeps on telling me that... no matter what world I'll go, I don't deserve to have a happy childhood? I cried and cried until I felt him caress my sensitive part. Charles face suddenly flashed in my mind. Violet's loving father, someone who will do anything to protect her. "Daddy... Help..." Before Kian's finger can slip inside my cavern, I saw his body flew away from me. "Brielle!" I turned my head and saw Charles; my father. Did he hear my cry for help? A warm feeling started growing inside my chest. Someone actually came to help me? "D... Daddy... Daddy... DADDY!" I cried loudly once again. Charles rushed beside me and wrapped his arms around me protectively. Feeling his arms around me made me feel safe and secure. If he's here, I'll be fine, right? My father... My father is here... He heard me... Someone finally heard me call for help... I couldn't stop myself from crying, my body was trembling in his arms as I cried. He removed the rope from my wrist and took off his cloak, placing it around my naked body before he turned to Kian who just got up. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" My father quickly charged to him and punched him on his face. My father continued beating the man up with his fists making Kian unable to even fight back. I heard swords clashing outside and I realized that my father did not come alone. There was bloodshed outside as I cry under my misfortune. I continued crying until I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't hear my father's curses and punches; I couldn't hear the swords clashing outside anymore. My surroundings became dark. Am I finally waking up? ---- I opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar room. I felt someone holding my hand and when I turned, I saw Charles, looking distressed and agitated. "Brielle! Thank goodness you're awake!" He turned to the maid that was standing by the door. "Call the doctor! NOW!" Why am I still in this place? So this isn't really a dream? "I'm sorry for not being able to come at once, princess. Daddy is very sorry." He looked like he was on the verge of crying. He was really worried of me--no, not me, he was worried of his daughter, Violet. The doctor came inside after being summoned and she began to examine my body. She told my father that there is physically nothing wrong with me. However, the incident may have caused me some serious trauma. "You are not allowed to speak of this to anyone." My father's cold voice rang in the room when he told those words to the doctor. "No one is to spread this matter or else I would kill them myself!" Everyone in the room may have realized the consequences of their gossip, and the nodded obediently. I know why he's doing this. He didn't want his daughter's reputation to be ruined. I feel grateful for his actions; I also don't want anyone to learn about this. I closed my eyes and I didn't feel like talking to anyone. "Father, how's Violet?" I heard Luke's voice in the room. Despite hearing his voice, I didn't open my eyes. "She's fine. She just needs to rest." "I... I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect her. She was captured because of my lack of- "It's not your fault, Luke." My father said gently to calm the child down. "May I know what happened?" Ah, so he doesn't seem to know. My father hasn't told him yet? "Lets not talk about this here. Lets go to my office later." He did not seem to want to ponder upon the situation any longer but he felt like he had to tell Luke. I opened my eyes and grabbed his shirt. My father turned his head to me, he instantly held my hand on his shirt. "Daddy" My voice was weak, but I didn't care. I shook my head as if telling him not to tell Luke. My father seems to get what I meant that's why he nodded his head. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" ---- Ever since I regained my consciousness, I would always stay in my room. The maids would usually bring the food in my room and my father would usually come to spend his time with me. We were in the summer villa; I could see the beach from my room's window. The sight was so beautiful and thankfully it helped me calm down a bit. I would always have nightmares every night though, making me unable to sleep. I stare at my window, at emptiness, until I fall asleep. This one night, my nightmare visited me again. I opened my eyes in panic and I sat up, breathing heavily and sweating. No one knows about my nightmares since I would always be alone in my room. I couldn't take this anymore. I felt eyes watching me which made me more scared than the previous nights. I went out of my bed and left my room. I started heading to my father's room, because he's my only source of strength right now, the person I trust the most. The hallway was dark; this is my first time leaving my room. I don't know where my father's room is in this villa. What should I do? My feet brought me to the living room. I was about to leave when I suddenly saw a figure by the stairs. My feet froze as I look at it. I wanted to run but I couldn't. However, as the figure continued walking, it ended up being Luke. Luke was holding a book. Did he just finished reading something? He might have felt my presence since he turned his head on me. "Violet? Why are you still awake?" I looked sadly. "I... couldn't find daddy's room. I wanted to... sleep in his room tonight." "Father is not here right now." What he said surprised me. "He's not here? But he was here earlier." "He went to take care of something. Don't worry, he'll be here in the morning." Luke who was now in front of me patted my head. My scared heart calmed down upon feeling his presence. Aside from father, Luke is the other guy I can trust. "You should go back to sleep. Come, let me bring you back to your room." "Okay..." He accompanied me back to my room and I didn't feel scared walking in the dark hall anymore. Upon reaching my room, I went up to my bed and laid down there. He fixed the blanket and pulled it up to my chin. When I saw that he was about to leave, I felt scared thinking that I will be alone in my room again. "Luke!" He stopped walking and turned his head to me. He looked worriedly at me upon seeing the terrified look on my face. "What's wrong?" "Please... don't leave." I sat down and held my blanket. "I... I'm scared." His gaze softened as he looked at me. He walked back and sat at the edge of my bed. "Okay. I will stay here as long as you want." Hearing that made me feel relieved. I laid down once again before I reached out and held his hand, just holding his hand made me feel safe. "I heard what happened from father... I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect you." I thought he got what I meant. Father how could you tell Luke? This would only make him feel horrible since he wasn't there to protect me. It was my fault. I shouldn't have left that cave. I should have waited for Luke to wake up. If I did, I wouldn't experience that cruel night, right? It was my fault.
