I didn't warn you last chapter so this chapter you are being warned. Contains some content that may upset people.

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Stroking himself over my lips disgust was all I felt as he groaned into my ear, "I have wanted this for so long," he grunted, bringing his face close to mine as he kissed me, his kiss hard and dominating as I tried not to gag. Forcing them open as his tongue invaded my mouth.

The tip of his manhood moved slightly, pushing into me as my eyes widened in panic. The tip of him penetrating me as my breath caught in my throat as he let out moans of pleasure into my mouth, the disgusting sounds making me want to hurl.

My teeth pushed down on his tongue harshly, the taste of his blood filling my mouth as he jumped in pain, his hips moving against me as he entered my core; hard. 

Screaming he let go of my hands, delivering a slap to my face as he stayed within me. Not moving as my muscles clenched in protest, the pain pinching at my lower abdomen as he stretched my core, the fact that I was far from aroused not helping as he forced his way in.

"Get out, stop," I cried, trying to get away from him as he smirked down at me, a sinister look in his eyes.

"I hope you like children," he smirked, moving his hips out before pushing back into my body. 

"I'm going to fucking kill you!" I spat, using what energy I had in my body to propel my head forward, smacking him in the nose full force. The sound of the crack satisfying to my ears as he let go of my arms. Quickly moving my arms I pressed my elbows together, bringing them down on his crouched head.

Rolling off me he cursed in pain, blood covering both of us, the ache in my split open head worth it to get him off me. Quickly rolling over I straddled him, not giving a fuck that my body was bare as I sneered down at him. 

"You are so fucking lucky my hands are tied!" I growled, lifting my knee to smack him between his legs. He lay under me groaning as I continued to hit him, my knee hitting the target each time as I smacked his body with my fists.

Grabbing my hair he pulled me off him, making my body fall to the floor painfully before he delivered a kick to my ribs, the air leaving my lungs as I coughed up blood. 

"My brothers kicked me harder, pussy," I coughed, kicking his legs out from under him as he crashed to the floor beside of me. Lifting my head he smacked it against the floor making my vision blur for a moment. More blood spilling from my cut, staining his carpet.

"I've had enough of this shit," he cursed, slowly pulling himself to his feet as I tried to shake the stars from my vision, groaning at the pain in my ribs.

"All I do is love you and this is how you repay me?" he shouted, kicking me in the stomach several times as bile rose up my throat. My body aching as I tried to stay awake.

Staggering away from me I sighed in relief, thinking he was leaving the room. To my horror he was collecting the gun from his bundle of clothing. The same gun he used to kill the man just an hour ago.

"You are going to be a good little girl or I will shoot you in all the places that won't cause death," he growled, taking the safety off the gun as I shivered in disgust and fear.

Pointing the gun at my stomach he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling me to my feet as my body screamed in protest. "Be a good girl and you won't loose too much blood," running his tongue down my neck my body fell weak in his arms.

Keeping a hold of my hair he pushed my body over the bed, lining up his manhood as I desperately tried to get away from him. His grip on me painful as he pressed the gun into my side, "I said be good," letting out a moan he stroked himself behind me.

"You know I love you sweetheart," he whispered softly as the energy in my body drained, the adrenaline gone as I fought to even stay awake. Using the last bit of strength I turned my body quickly onto the bed before kicking his hand, the gun landing on the floor. Standing I quickly rugby tackled him, sending us both to the floor as he groaned at the impact. Not expecting me to misbehave.

I quickly dived for the gun, my fingertips inches away before his hand wrapped around me, pulling me back forcefully. Slamming my head into the floor once again as my nose burst open, the gash in my head getting worse as blood covered me. 

"I really don't want to do this but you give me no choice," he grumbled, picking the gun off the floor he stood over my body. "I used to love your determination, now you're just pissing me off," hesitating on the trigger I lay on the floor waiting for the shot. 

Death would be more enjoyable than having him inside me for a second longer.

"Maybe I will just break a bone," he paused, looking me over with sympathy in his eyes. The love he claimed to have for me showing as a tear fell from his eye.

"I'm so sorry baby," he whispered, pointing the gun at my knee as I stared at him wide eyes, trying to back away from him as my body screamed in pain.

"Your-" the door being pushed open had Peter look away from me, his jaw clenching in anger as Antonio walked into the room, a passive look on his face as he looked between the two of us. My body going numb on the floor as no words could form in my mouth, "wife is here," he finished, looking away from my bloodied face to a naked Peter.

"For fuck sake," Peter hissed, walking towards his clothing as he redressed, "she's going to ruin everything," muttering as he walked to the door without glancing back at me.

"Watch her until I return," he spoke casually as he walked out the room.

Antonio quickly ran to me, his arms going under my body as he picked me up, ignoring my groans as he carried me to the bed. Gently lying me down before running into the bathroom.

Coming back with a first aid kit and a wet cloth he sat on the bed beside me.

"They're going to fucking kill me," pressing the cloth against my face he cleared some of the blood from around my nose with gentle fingers, sorrow in his eyes as I stared at him blankly.

"I was disposing of the body, I never heard your screams until a minute ago," he explained almost apologetically before opening the first aid box. 

"You need stitches," he breathed out through clenched teeth, pulling the needle and thread from the box before looking at me for permission as I nodded. Looking at the box with hatred. If I knew there was a needle in the bathroom I would of stabbed him the moment he got close to me.

I couldn't feel the needle piercing my head as the tears rolled down my cheeks. Silence surrounded us as Antonio mended to my wounds.

"Did he?" looking up at Antonio I could already see it in his eyes, the pity. The pity I didn't deserve, I had been too weak.

Nodding he abruptly stood from the bed, "fuck!" he cursed, his fist connecting to the wall beside the bed leaving a large hole.

"I don't have much time left, people are coming for you Sapphire and I need you to listen to me ok?" he rushed out quietly, my gaze watching him as he pulled something out of his pocket.

A small black long casement, "push this button and the blade will come out the top," placing it in my hand he closed my numb fingers around it.

"Don't you hesitate to stab him and run do you hear me? When you leave this room take two lefts to the back stairway and you run all the way down to the bottom, their is a basement there he won't go looking down there" staring at him his words sank into my head, I was going to get out of here, he was helping me.

Trailing his eyes down my naked body for the first time he looked at the newly forming bruises on my ribs, stomach and side. My skin already turning purple as my stomach churned in sickness. I could still feel him inside me, violating me. The ache between my legs was still noticeable as I trembled slightly.

"Hey," his finger under my chin had me flinching before I relaxed slightly, knowing he was on my side. "You are a strong girl, you fought him off without the use of your hands and you fucked him up pretty badly. You can do this, escape so you can get revenge," determination filled me with his words as I looked at him properly for the first time tonight.

The regret and guilt shone in his eyes as he almost pleaded with me to be strong.

"I'm goi-"

"Alright kiddies," Peter burst into the room once again, sending a glare at Antonio who was now sitting right beside me on the bed, "out," gritting his teeth together Antonio hesitantly stood. Sending me a look before closing the door behind him as Peter walked towards me.

"I hope you have evaluated your behavior and will believe this time," he smiled, the blood no longer on his face although his nose still looked busted. 

"Of course, why don't you come closer?" I smiled seductively, holding the knife tightly in my hand, waiting to strike.