I sat in the same spot, unable to move. God only knows how many hours pass as the numbness of my butt became a distant memory, but my focus remains on the nothingness on the wall.

The door opens with a squeak, two or more figures standing in its frame, I didn't pay any mind even when I was being dragged out. My will to fight disappears, my body empty, I haven't been eating, all the power in me vanishes.

They exchanged no words as they walk dragging me like a lifeless doll behind, but I didn't miss the nerve of sweat dripping along their brow seems as something had happened before they got here and it did.

The air supply in my lungs shut down for a millisecond, as the body of the slightly old man came lay on the floor, his blood making a pool around his head, I didn't have to see it to know, the smell of fleshly spill blood evades my nostrils.

Yet I notice who this man was with a single glance, my stomach clench.

"leave her there" they threw me onto the floor, the hazy image of the man I distaste said, his voice one of annoyance as he wipes his hands, lifting only one finger indicating for his men to get rid of the body and to leave.

As soon as they leave the air became thick as my already failing lungs seem to suffocate even more. I didn't dare look in his direction, as my focus came back on Shasha, it wasn't any surprise anymore that this guy is a danger. Now my fear for Shash's life intensified.

The shuffling of his feet became louder as he came closer sitting on the couch next to my frame. I could feel his eyes burning my skin he must be looking at the damage he causes and being proud of it. As like an art piece his finger trace the lines along my back and arm, I shiver in fear and disgust.

Then suddenly he laughs darkly shaking me to the core of his sudden outburst.

"your one interesting being, formally I would enjoy the fear walking on your skin but no," he said causally lighting his cigar placing it gently between his lips, "your my entertainment tonight love" he talks as if he didn't just kill someone five minutes ago. I swallowed the saliva in my mouth my mind already predicting what he wanted.

My thoughts rush through my mind if I hadn't lost my memory I would know more about this man.

I didn't look in his direction feeling his eyes burning me through the side of my face set my fears over the top, I felt anger one of death in its gaze.

I suddenly felt a tight grip on my arm pulling me to a stand but eventually, I landed on his lap. A breathless gasp escapes my lips as I slowly lift my eyes coming in contact with his. The look he gave caused me to look away he was pissed but when he spoke it shock me.

"I suggest you get up," he said teasingly but I didn't waste a second I stand to my feet while keeping a distance from him. He laughs darkly coming to stand also throwing his cigar away.

"Come with me" he didn't waste any time walking to the door exiting the room, I unsurely walked behind him, Walking cautiously behind him. 

As always loud moans of pleasure and pain could be heard much louder the further we go, I feared what he might show. He came to a sudden stop behind an office looking door, with its modern color matching everything around here.

He pulled the door revealing something quite disgusting and tainting my mind even further. Shasha laid naked blindfold and tied to a bed with a slightly greying man on top of her. I stood in shock my eyes quickly looking away but it couldn't block the words that were coming out of her mouth.

"more I need more"

"please"

Jayvin laughed as in enjoying the scene in front of him. "nice going dad I see you found my gift" he said amusingly while taking a seat, I don't know what was wrong with me I couldn't move my throat burn wanting to puke. Those unholy expression from Shasha was unlike her 

He was the head of the university that sick fuck, I tighten my fist as my anger be evident. My head lifted as I heard the old man laughed "seems I gave her too much of the drug, she's willing to do anything now" he said laughing in the process causing Shasha to scream out more in pleasure. "what you gonna do with her" as he said nodding his head in my direction witthout looking at me, the way his eyes stare at me when his father said that almost made me crawl out of my skin " don't worry she'll get her treating soon" they exchange words as if I wasn't in the room honestly I wish I wasn't

'drug' my mind waved on the word, started to become tense.

I felt as the silent tears ran down my cheek I wanted to escape bringing Shasha with me wanting to go back to when none of this hell existed.

I started to plot an escape in my head an imagination of my hope but as if reading my mind he clear his throat signaling with two fingers to come closer. I didn't want to move from the safe spot that I was standing but I got scared. I began to move slowly on his command. 

As soon as I was standing in front of him, his sharp brown eyes looking through my body and soul as if striping me, I wanted to hide all the feelings of my embarrassment.

"Dance" he didn't waste a minute taking off his suit jacket throwing it on the couch while spreading his leg a little wider as if getting comfortable. I stood blankly looking at him as a smirk played on his lips, if my skin was any lighter I would be red but all I felt was the heat on my cheeks.

(Next chapter rated Mature)