Page 101 of His Cursed Heart

"We know you're in there, Principessa." Enrique says and he continue punching the door.

With my heart in my throat, I pick Vincent up and bring him into the wardrobe, putting him on some pillows that are on the ground.

Scarface comes next to him and puts himself around Vincent, like a mother around her pup.

"Stay on guard. Kill everything that goes near him." Scarface flashes me his teeth again and with tears rolling down my cheeks, I close the door of the wardrobe, letting them alone in there.

I pace around the room trying to block out the laughing from the other side of it.

A loud crash makes me flinch and I see Enrique smirking at me, eyeing my body sinfully.

"It looks like you've been waiting for us, Principessa." I look down at my satin black top and matching short pants.

I grab the lamp from the bedside table, throwing at their head but of course they duck.

What have I done to deserve this, Papa?

You could've killed me, but instead, you like torturing me, seeing me in pieces.

The three men cornered me and I realize that I'm trapped. My tears won't stop falling and my chest is numb from all the emotions.

"P-please d-don't," I beg for the first time in my life.

"What? No sneaky comment? What's wrong?"

Everything happens too fast for me to fight back. Pablo comes at me and slams to the bed while Teddy takes my hands and brings them up, holding them tightly. I try to release myself but I'm not that powerful.

I'll never have the strength to beat three men at once.

Teddy holds my hands up and kisses my collarbone

in the most disgusting way possible and Pablo rips my top off me.

I start sobbing when I feel his hands tugging my breasts and how cruel he bites my nipples.

If I stop crying, will it hurt less? Because I feel dirty. I feel like I want to throw up.

"Jesus, you have some tits," Pablo murmurs and he keeps biting my flesh. With one of my legs, I try to kick him in the balls but Enrique is quicker than me and he catches my legs.

"You're a wild one. Your Papa always says that about you." Another sob makes my chest hurt so bad and I wish I could die.

I feel someone tugging my pants down and my muscles hurt from all the fighting.

Pablo goes lower and when he's in front of my private part, he inhales the smell of my pussy.

"You're so lucky we promised our Capo we won't touch your pussy. Mhm, you smell divine. Lucky bastard your future husband." I ink when Pablo forces my legs wide open and he spits on my pussy because no doubt, I'm drier than Sahara.

"Such a perfect Italian slut." Teddy whispers in my ear and I close my eyes tightly.

I want to die.

Please, God, take me now.

What about Vincent? My heart beats faster at the thought of my little brother.

Keres will take care of him. They don't need me. They never will. Not in the way I need them.

I feel my waist lifted in the air and two pillows put under me. Confused, I open my eyes and look at the two men that are looking at me with hungry eyes.

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