Loving You - Chapter 26 (Patreon)

Pain. Everywhere is pain. There is no escape from this except the dark abyss I call sleep. But it's being taken away from me as my body ends its sleep cycle waking me back up to this hell. I crack my eyes open and look around. I'm still in the warehouse except now I'm sitting down with my legs out in front of me. My arms are tied behind me. The stiffness of my neck and shoulders a clear indication that I've been this way for a while.

I look down at my legs. There's no more blood. A sound echoes off the empty walls and I realize its my sobs. The tears falling hard and fast down my face. My baby. Taken away from before I could get the chance to love it. I f eel a stinging on the sides of my mouth. My mouth has been stitched back together, leaving me unable to open my mouth. I hear the door and footsteps sound. I look up to see Ramirez evil eyes glinting down at me.

My heart explodes in my chest. Icy cold fear shooting through my veins at the sight of him. I try and scurry away from him but cant due to my restraints. His laugh fills the room, echoing off the walls. as he squats down in front of me. I flinch away from him in fear.

"wanna know something beautiful?" He takes his index finger and traces my stitches. I could only look at him. The fear pounding in my chest.

"I'm not as bad as you think sweety, Damien? Oh he's much worse than me. You know, he actually only grew soft when you showed up in his life. For the life of me I can't figure out why. But his softness is what got you into this mess. Don't worry he's coming to save you. And in doing so he's going to walk right into a trap I've set up for him. He can't seem to think straight when it comes to you. It serves him right. Those who grow soft don't deserve to live in this world." His cold eyes bore deep into my soul. I cant help but wonder what happened to this man to make him the way he is. Damien had a hard past but this man was so cold and uncaring. He took life from me and I was nothing but an innocent.

He leans in closer to my face, his warm breath fanning my cheeks. Evil radiated off him in waves making me tremble in fear. There was no ends to what this man was capable of and that thought made me uneasy.

"You know, once this is all over, and Damien is dead. I think I'll keep you. You were a really good fuck." He smiles and winks at me.

Tears filled my eyes at the horrible thought, running over into the stitches burning my wounds. I could only whimper silently because my mouth was sewn together. Christian looked at me with malice in his eyes. A cruel smile covering his beautiful face. In that moment I didn't know if Damien was crueler than this man who sat in front of me.

"Don't worry baby, Damien will be dead soon enough." I'm still shaking as he grabs my face and begins nuzzling my neck. "I made sure to let Damien track our location from our little show. Once he gets here, he'll be killed quickly. But not before I show him what he cant have anymore. Not before I keep you within an inch of his reach and make you scream in agony right before his face and let him see there is nothing he can do about it, there's nothing he can do to save you. And just when he's had enough, I'll split his skull." The cold malice shone brightly in his eyes, with each word he spoke. He was truly feeling joy from the thought of torturing me and killing Damien.

"And once he's dead and gone, you'll be mine. To torture, to keep, and to fuck as many times as I please." He grabs my chin roughly and looks into my eyes. "If you ask me, Damien was too soft on you. I'm going to fucking break you." There was a sudden beeping and he looked down at what seemed to be an apple watch, the flat screen lit up with a notification. My heart was hammering in my chest and I was starting to get lightheaded from breathing so hard through my nose.

"Looks like he took the bait." I couldn't help but wonder, he claimed he wanted to break me. But I was already broken. Not only did he take everything from me, but so did Damien. There was nothing of me left. And when I thought deeper to myself, I realized in that moment that I didn't want Damien to die. Call it a sick premonition, but I almost wanted him to rescue me. I wanted more than anything to be away from this sick bastard even if it meant be with Damien.