Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains distressing content. Please read with care.
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Ella struggled against the man. Her nails scraped his arms, legs kicking uselessly beneath her. "Get off me," she gasped, voice broken.
The man laughed, amused, as if her struggle was but a foreplay to him, "You escaped back then. Not this time!"
In her muddleheaded state, Ella could barely make sense of those words. But when the man yanked her back from her neck and pulled her close to his face, her heart chilled.
"Remember me, Ella Yu?"
"You..." Ella’s eyes widened as she looked at the bearded man.
"What? Do I look shabby now? Back then, I was at the peak of my career, photographing for one of the most popular magazines. If not for you, would I have ended up like this?"
’’I... didn’t...Ah..." Before the words could escape her mouth, the back of her head banged the door.
"My only fault was that I loved you? My golden career is gone and I ended up homeless because of that scandal... while you get to live a good life. Are you even worthy, bitch?!" The man pulled her forward and smashed her back against the door.
Tears rolled down Ella’s eyes as the pain turned her body numb. She remained frozen until the man pulled her close, "But at least, I get to finish what I left unfinished back then!"
’Rip’
"No!"
The sleeves of her white dress fell open as the man hovered above her.
"Forget about leaving tonight.. Ah!"
Ella bit down on his shoulder, hard.
The man’s grip loosened barely for a moment before he reared back, and slapped her across the face. White-hot pain split through her cheek and the room tilted in front of her eyes.
The man approached her again, panting in rage.
A ’knock’ reverberated in the room, and both of them froze.
Ella instantly turned towards the door but before she could make a single sound, a rough palm slammed against her mouth, holding her captive.
"Mo Jun, what are you doing here?" Ella heard Esther’s voice outside the door.
"I..."
"Did you want to meet my sis? I can introduce you guys later. She should be changing there right now." Esther said.
"Ah... Yeah. I needed to talk to her about something," Mo Jun said.
Ella raised her hand to knock but both her hands were captured in an instant, locked behind her back.
"You never never told me that you are familiar with my sis? Now, I am curious..." The voices faded into the distance as Esther led Mo Jun away.
A helplessness sank into Ella’s chest, rendering her immobile. The next moment, the man yanked her hair and dragged inside the room. Ella’s knees scraped the carpet as she was shoved back down, her breath knocked out of her.
The man hovered above her, breathing hard. His weight pinned her down, his hand smothering her mouth again before she could scream.
He didn’t listen. His hands were everywhere, grabbing, tearing and invading her in ways that made her skin crawl.
The man lifted the dress that was barely clinging to her body and Ella’s eyes widened.
"No—!"
She thrashed, panic overtaking everything else. Her foot caught the edge of the bed, but it did nothing. He shoved her harder, chest to chest now, hot breath on her cheek.
Ella’s mind fractured and her struggles ceased all at once. It felt like her soul had left her body. All she could feel was the cold and the helplessness.
’Bang.’
The door slammed open so hard it ricocheted off the wall.
A second passed.
Then two.
Then the man was ripped away from her like a ragdoll, thrown against the wall with a loud crash.
Adrian knelt in front of Ella, his gaze blank. Ella slumped on the floor, her body curled as her long hair draped over half her face.
The familiar scent of pines and burst cedar invaded her senses. Suddenly, the coldness seemed to fade as Adrian’s suit jacket wrapped around her.
As Adrian reached out to hold Ella, her body trembled involuntarily. A storm stirred in his eyes.
Loosening his grip on her, he moved his hand atop the suit jacket and pulled her up from the floor. As she leaned against the bed, he raised his hand.
With great gentleness, Adrian removed the hair covering her face, tucking the strands behind her ears.
Under the pale glow of moonlight, his gaze landed on her bleeding lips, her swollen cheeks...
Adrian’s hand froze, and something in his eyes snapped.



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