Chapter 7
“Draven, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I just wanted to be with you forever,” Maris sobbed.
I’ll go apologize to Liora. I’ll kneel if I have to. Please don’t be mad.”
“Draven… please.”
She cried until her face was a mess.
Draven didn’t move.
That same cold, predatory look stayed on his face.
He signaled the security detail.
They pinned her down.
Then he walked into the room and came back with a case.
Inside was a set of surgical instruments.
The first set I had ever given him.
He’d kept it all these years.
He picked up the handle.
Fitted it with a fresh blade.
The sharpest one.
Maris collapsed, trembling.
Her whole body shook as she begged.
“Draven, please. I won’t do it again. Just let me go. Please.”
Then she remembered something.
Her voice broke as she screamed, “We still have a child. For the baby’s sake, please let me go.”
“I’ll leave after I give birth. I’ll disappear. Just… please.”
Something snapped.
Draven’s face twisted.
He kicked her hard.
“Shut up. How dare you talk about a child.”
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“My child died because of you. What makes you think you deserve one?”
He didn’t stop.
He drove his foot into her stomach again and again,
The sound was sickening.
Blow after blow.
Her screams tore through the room.
“Help… Draven… please… stop…”
Blood spilled from her mouth.
It pooled beneath her, dark and spreading.
“I was wrong… I know I was wrong… please…”
Her voice faded, broken.
Draven let go like he was discarding trash.
He motioned for the guards to hold her down.
Then he picked up the scalpel.
His fingers brushed lightly over her face.
This face… you don’t deserve it.”.
The blade came down.
A deep cut split her skin open.
She thrashed violently.
The pain drove her nearly insane.
Draven just watched. Cold, Detached.
“Does it hurt?” he asked quietly.
“But it’s nothing compared to what Liora went through.”
“You owe her all of this. I’m going to make you pay it back tenfold.”
Then he kept going.
Again.
And again.
The wet sound of flesh tearing filled the room.
Her screams grew hoarse.
Faded
Minutes passed
He finally stopped.
Her face was destroyed.
Not a single patch of skin left untouched
Her body was carved over and over.
The word slut cut into her skin again and again.
Draven stood there, hands drenched in blood.
He stared at her like an artist admiring his work.
“Now she’ll be satisfied,” he murmured
“Now Liora will forgive me.”
Maris lay motionless.
Barely breathing.
Too much blood had drained from her body.
Then sirens echoed outside.
Getting closer.
