Chapter 41: Chapter 41

I was still tied up to the chair, the rope on my wrists was so tight that I was numb, unable to move. My whole body ached and I was thirsty. Sweat covered my forehead and I was so desperate for a fresh shower.

The door opened revealing Jonathan. He smirked when he saw my condition. I was exhausted that I closed my eyes, letting my head down, hoping he would just disappear.

He pulled my hair roughly. My head was held high facing him, but I kept my eyes close.

"Open your eyes. I want to see you", he whispered but I ignored him.

He pulled my hair again, this time rougher that I obeyed him. I opened my eyes slowly only to be welcomed by his stupid smirk again.

"Now that's more like it", he said that crashed his lips against mine. His lips were dry and I could smell the cigar, making me wanted to throw up.

I trashed when the kiss was getting heated. His hands were everywhere on my body. He slipped his hands inside my shirt, rubbing my breasts and pinched my nipples, making me groan in pain. He lowered himself that I could feel his erection.

I felt panic filled my whole body and I tried my hardest to push him away but of course, he was stronger.

"Valerie", I heard Sean's voice making my head turned but I saw no one.

"Valerie", I heard him calling me again. I glanced left today right but still nothing.

"Valerie, wake up", this time was louder.

I gasped and I found myself sitting on the bed, panting.

"Baby, thank God you're awake", Sean's muscular body hugged me. I was taken back by the sudden action but then I was relaxed, knowing it was just a nightmare.

"Sean", I whispered on his chest.

"It's alright, now. It's just a nightmare", Sean said in a soothing voice.

I closed my eyes and hugged him tighter. Recalling the dream, made me want to break down. But not here, not when Sean could see how disgusting I was.

"Are you hungry?", Sean asked, snapping me from my thoughts.

"Yeah", I muttered as I released myself from his embrace.

Sean caressed my hair and planted a kiss on my lips making me went rigid. I knew Sean could sense it but he chose to ignore it.

He offered his hand which I hesitantly took it. He led me downstairs straight to the kitchen where the breakfast was already served.

"You cook?", I asked as I took a seat and Sean went to grab the plates.

"Yeah, it's not that fancy but it's still decent", he said shyly as he placed the toast and eggs on the plate.

"Thank you", I muttered as he placed the plate in front of me.

I grabbed my fork and ate like I hadn't been fed for months. Sean watched me the entire time, concern filled his eyes.

"How many times did they feed you?", he asked lowly making me stopped my eating.

"Once a day", I answered truthfully. He didn't need to know that I was only fed with dry bread and water.

"I see", he clenched his fist.

"Are you not eating?", I asked, trying to change the subject.

"I've already eaten", he replied.

"Oh", I muttered.

It was silent and the only sound was heard was me chewing the food and the fork hitting against the plate.

"When can we go home?", I asked after I pushed my plate away. I was so full.

"Tonight", Sean answered. "I just need to take care of few things"

"Alright", I said taking the plate to the sink.

I felt Sean's presence behind me as I washed the dishes but I ignored it. After I finished doing the dishes, I turned around and found Sean standing so close to me that made me stepped back a little.

He leaned in and put his forehead against mine, eyes closed. He let out a loud sighed as he slowly opened his eyes, staring at mine.

"Baby, I want you to be honest with me", he said softly. "What did that bastard do to you?"

My breath hitched and he noticed. "Baby, you can tell me anything"

I stood there like a statue. Should I tell him? But what if he learned the truth then he wouldn't want anything to do with me anymore?

But he loves you. My inner self told me. He has the right to know

"You'll get mad", I finally dared to talk again.

"I'd never be mad at you", he assured me.

"OK", I said. He was looking at me, waiting for me to speak.

"He, um.. ", I started. Damn, it was so hard to tell him this.

"Yes?", he encouraged me.

"He once came to give me food than saying bad things about you like usual. I just brushed him off because I was so tired", I stopped.

I took a deep breath before continued. "He brought his hand to my cheek, saying how pretty I was", I looked into Sean's eyes and they were dark.

"Then what?"

"The next day, he came back then suddenly he kissed my jaw, neck then my lips...", I slowly said and I could see Sean was trying so hard not to hit something.

"His hands went to my shorts", I felt my eyes water and Sean was shaking.

"He was about to lose his belt when one of his guys came to call him upstairs", I continued "He stopped then left me alone"

"Did his guys touch you?", he asked, his eyes were dark and dangerous.

"No", I answered truthfully.

"Oh, thank God", Sean muttered.

"Do you still. want me?", I asked carefully.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you disgusted with me? I mean. I let Jonathan touched me", tears running down my face.

"No, of course, I still want you", he quickly said. "Whatever happened, it's not your fault. It's his"

"But he touched me", I sobbed.

"And he'll pay for it", he promised.

"You mean kill him?", I said and he was quiet.

"I'll take care of him, alright? You have nothing to worry about", he cupped my cheek.

I nodded and hugged him by his waist. "Thank you"

"Anything for my girl", he said pressing his lips to my temple.

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SEAN POV

After hearing what Valerie just told me, it gave me more reason to kill Jonathan. He and Peter would die today. And after that, I and Valerie could live our lives in peace

I spent the afternoon with Valerie, making sure that she ate and wouldn't have another breakdown. I knew it was hard for her to tell me what happened but I needed to know.

And I was glad that she told me because, after that, she seemed more at ease and began to be her old self again.

We were just talking and watching the TV until I realized that she was already felt asleep in my arms. I turned off the TV and slowly placed her on the bed, making sure not to wake her.

After making sure that she was comfortable, I quietly left the room. I went to the basement to check up on my prisoners.

Once I was downstairs, I was met with bloody Jonathan and Peter. Peter looked better than his uncle. Jonathan's face was unrecognizable with the bruises and blood covered his face. His shirt was ripped and there were whip scars on his abdomen.

Jonathan's eyes met mine once I made my appearance. If looks could kill, I'd be dead right now.

"I see you're having fun", I said to Larry as he drank his water from the bottle.

"Indeed", he grinned as he rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Good news, gentlemen", I clapped my hands as Jonathan and Peter turned their attention to me.

"You're going to die tonight", I announced and I almost laughed when I saw Peter's expression.

"But the bad news is, it's not going to be an easy death", I added and Larry chuckled.

"I'll give you the spoiler", I said going outside to take the equipment. And when I came back, both Jonathan and Peter went pale.

"What's the matter? You guys don't like it?", I mocked as I placed the patrol in front of them.

"Please, let me go. I didn't do anything wrong. It was all him", Peter said glaring at Jonathan.

"You ungrateful child, how do you think I got all the luxury you had? It was me who did the work. All you did was fucking with girls and got wasted at the bar", Jonathan growled.

"You never got me to do anything. You never wanted me to get involved in the business. Everything just has to be done in your way", Peter talked back.

"Wow, never knew you have guts for each other", Larry chimed in.

"Shut the fuck up", Jonathan barked.

"It's all your fault, uncle. It's your fault that my dad died and I'm going to die too", Peter screamed.

"Don't you dare blame this all on me, you fucker. Do you think your father is innocent? He was the one who put you in this situation in the first place", Jonathan blurted.

I and Larry just stood there with bored-looking faces while the two of them kept screaming at each other. Well, might as well let them be honest to each other before they were gone for good.

"Alright, are you both done?", I asked impatiently.

"Screw you, Winters", Jonathan spitted.

I rolled my eyes as I signaled my guys to come inside. It was showtime.

My guys poured the patrol on Jonathan and Peter. Jonathan just sat there quietly while throwing glares towards me. Peter, on the other hand, cried like a bitch.

I and Larry stepped aside when the guys grabbed the lighter. Both Jonathan and Peter's eyes filled with fear once the lighter was lighted and thrown towards them.

The fire instantly occur, burning their flesh as they screamed in agony. Good thing that the walls were soundproof so that no one outside this room could hear them.

I watched as their bodies thrashed around, their screams filled my ears like melodies. They screamed and trashed until there was silence and they stopped moving.

"Put it out", I commanded and one of the guys grabbed the extinguisher to put the fire out.

I watched in delight at the charred bodies in front of me. They were finally dead. When the others learn about this, no one would dare to cross me again.

"Clean this up", I said as I walked towards the door, not wanting to be in this room any longer.

I got to take my girl home.