[IX]

"So that I can never escape this cage? You know what you're actually sick!! You really need medical help. Seek some psychiatrist for yourself",she blurted out while pressing her tiny palms against his broad muscular chest to push him away when he swiftly caught her wrists and instantly pinned them above her head.

He strenuously shoved his large rough padded thumb inside of her mouth, taking her completely off guard. While gliding it all the way along her wet tongue and chisels, he whispered huskily,"Don't try to be in my bad books kitten!!

If I want than I can rip this rag off from your body and fuck you till I desire...till yours fuckin' senses knock out!!

But I like your wildness spitfire and I want you all wild screaming steamy vehement and loud erotic moans in my bed. I want you to be a good SUBMISSIVE AND NOTORIOUS SLAVE inside my bedroom ahm redroom and a respectable and smart wife of the mafia to the outside world",he spoke cupping her left breast over the dress, gently pressing it making a gasp escape her lips and she instantly jerked his hands away, glaring at his darkening emerald orbs..

"So fuckin' soft!",he murmured shamelessly, trailing his lusty gaze all over her slightly exposed cleavage to her bare thighs, pleasuring his vision with some delicious prey that he was eyeing to trap.

"You will regret marrying me, devil! I won't stay quiet until I send you behind the bars for your treacherous sins",she sneered, kicking him hard in the groin and instantly sprinted toward Margaret who was lying unconscious.

"AHH!!! Bloody Bitch!!",he screamed holding his crotch in his hands while sliding down against the door, sprawling on the floor, his face etching with intense pain while his eyes turned murderously red.

He growled maliciously lunging towards her, only to howl her scared and frail body on his humped shoulders, her face hitting his back in the process while her heart started palpitating vigorously.

"W-where are y-you taking me?",she stuttered, screaming and yelling to let go off her hold, punching his muscular back with her tiny fists while he was unstirred by her little antics of defence. Slapping hard on her left butt, he spoke rather venomously",To greet the hungry rats, honey!"

Her mind went dizzy with the tears expelling amply terror...

"N-No..No p-please!! I hate r-rats! Please...I beg you, l-let me go...! I won't ev...",she gasped when he started carrying her towards the pitch dark foul smelling dungeon.

"Shh...! That's why I'm taking you there gattına. I don't want my kitten to be afraid of these little nasty creatures. Why don't you try to make friends with them?",he chuckled psychotically while pushing her on the mucky floor, her butt hitting the hard floor causing a shriek to escape her bleeding lips.

She looked at him horrified, her gaze falling abruptly on that malicious grin adorning his evil face.

"Come out of your shells, my boys!! Greet your future queen",he dramatically whistled scanning her sweaty face and protruding eyes with keen vision.

"I love this expression on your face and I hope this punishment will teach you a lifelong lesson of not messing up with a Mafia King!!",he snickered not paying attention to her pleas and screams and strolling casually towards the door, he turned towards her and passing her a sly smirk, he closed the door with a slam, eventually locking it from outside.

"Get me out!!! Please!!! Help me...I'm SORRY!!! Please don't leave me here!!",she kept banging the door tirelessly until she lost all her strength to further even lift her limbs. The darkness and the smell of dirt and blood in the dungeon was making ants crawl on her skin.

The trepidation started creating a havoc in her mind, her body trembling and sweating due to the immense fear settling inside the core of her heart, cold sweats dripping from her forehead while black dots started appearing her vision. She was struck by panic attack when she heard the meek squeaking of the creatures of which she'd developed a phobia during her early childhood.

After few seconds of banging now her head in desperation against the door, her eyelids started drooping due to the tightness and chest congestion squeezing out the oxygen from her lungs. She was gasping for a shred of breath but however hard she was trying to take in the air, she felt her throat constricted and eventually she collapsed against the floor.

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Aurora POV:

"You're awake?",I heard a soft voice interrupting my slumber. Lifting my heavy eyelids, I looked towards the source of voice only to see everything blurry. Closing my eyes again, I turned on the other end of the bed sighing when a hand restricted my movements.

"Careful! You've an IV attached to your veins",I instantly jerked my eyes open to see Margaret sitting beside me on a stool with several frown lines covering her face.

I lifted my brows in confusion when yesterday's horrific incidents started flashing in front of my eyes like a live nightmare.

I opened my mouth to say anything but got interuppted by her stiff tone,"Get ready! Today is your wedding with the master. The hairstylist and the makeup artist would be arriving soon."

I looked towards her helplessly with tears pooling in my eyes but when I noticed her neutral expression, I instantly sealed my lips, biting my inner cheeks to prevent the whimper from escaping my lips. You're doing it to free the innumerous immured slaves from this dark confinement, my mind tried to build up my strength but...

In the cost of slaughtering yourself willing by surrendering yourself to the monster?

I nodded passively, trailing my aching limbs towards the washroom after snatching away the wires of the IV.

After few minutes, two blonde ladies entered inside the room with a women carrying a long bridal gown in her hand.

It was a trumpet snow white chiffon wedding dress which was strapless on the top with flares hugging the knees along with a pair of plain white six inch platforms. It was splendiferously stunning and elegant and would be my dream to wear but now I feel disgusted at this dress which will mark the beginning of my miseries.

Handing me a strapless corset bra and a seamless thong, they directed me to wear it. Instead of blushing seeing the sheerness of the material, I wanted to rather puke and tear it away instantly.

One day I'll break you in the worst possible way!, murmuring this to myself, I slid under the dress.

I was dolled up with tons of foundation and highlighter to coat my scars and bruises so that no one can see his heinous acts..

My lips were painted with a rosy nude shade of matt lipstick pairing it with dewey nude smokey eye makeup and thick defined eyeliner.

Applying light rose bronzer to define my contours that became more profound after I was starving here for several days, they finally tied my hair into a loose bun with few naughty tendrils caressing my cheeks, finally covering my head with bandeau veil.

Handing me a white lily bouquet, she murmured",My best wishes Miss", while sliding a riviera choker around my slick neck.

I nodded gulping the huge lump formed in my throat while signalling Margaret to leave me alone for few minutes.

What is the proof that after doing all this, he'll set them free? My mind was quizzical as well as horrified for the upcoming scenario.

Should I walk down the aisle with the anonymous people I barely know and get tied into a holy knot with a barbaric beast? I even don't know that after doing all this, I'll be able to survive or not. But this is the last thing that I can do...

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