Chapter 11

As Ariana raised her head to see the person who had hit her, she found Casey and her crew with smug smiles on their faces. Standing behind them were the same guys who had tried to rob Jack of his wallet.

"Miss us?" Sofia sneered.

"Not one bit," Ariana shot back with a defiant glare. She couldn't help but notice that Casey was covering her face with a mask.

"Casey, why are you covering your face with a mask? Did my slap do that much damage to your face? Your once perfect face isn't so perfect anymore, and now you'll have to undergo another surgery to fix it," Ariana stated mockingly, followed by a mocking laughter.

"Hold her," Casey instructed, and the guys tightened their grip on Ariana. Before she could process what was happening, Casey hit her hand, causing her lips to bleed.

"Bitch!" Casey slapped her again, and Ariana fell to the ground. She received slap after slap, and at this point, her face was starting to go numb. Casey had expected Ariana to cry and beg for mercy, but to her surprise, Ariana held a straight face as if she were immune to the pain. Ariana panted and spat out blood. What was wrong with this girl?

Before Ariana could get back up, Casey grabbed her hair violently and ripped off the mask from her face. "Bitch, look at what you did to my face!" Casey pointed at what appeared to be a red scar on her left cheek, and Ariana chuckled softly.

"It suits you. At least now everyone will know what kind of monster you are," Ariana spat on Casey's face. Casey grew even more furious, hitting Ariana again. This time, Ariana felt dizzy, but she still maintained a straight face. Casey cleaned up her face with her handkerchief, while her minions, Sofia and Nora, took pictures of Ariana's nearly paralyzed face. Casey whispered something to one of the guys before flashing a sinister smile at Ariana.

"Have fun, darling," Casey smirked and left. Ariana didn't know what she meant by that, but then she heard cheers from the guys, and she saw the lust in their eyes. It became painfully clear what was about to happen.

"Now, little girl, please cooperate with us so you don't get hurt," one of the guys said, squatting down and tucking Ariana's hair behind her ear. Ariana was utterly disgusted by his actions and shook her head. She couldn't believe Casey had brought her to this point. Weak and on the verge of passing out, she was desperately hoping for a miracle.

They began to undress themselves, and Ariana felt helpless, unable to fight them in her weakened state. She could only pray for a miracle as she lay there, tears streaming down her face—tears she had been holding back for so long, now flowing freely.

"Good girl," one of the guys commented, and he moved to be on top of Ariana. But just as they were about to proceed, a voice interrupted them.