TW:
Violence.
Physical Assault.
Attempted Rape.
Gore.
Harassment.

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A quiet, but firm knock made the commotion in my office pause. The group of men that were once hovering over me, all froze. The one who initially was holding me down by my neck dropped his entire body weight on top of me, earning a low grunt from me. He brought his free hand around, lifted my chin off my desk and wrapped his filthy palm over my mouth. The silence was almost deafening. Another knock came and was met with even more silence. I tilted my head in such a way so that I could see the door.

The man that was literally laying on me did nothing to stop me, all he did was tighten his grip on my mouth, digging his nails into my cheeks. I winced, which only caused me more pain. His palm was pressing down on my already broken nose and was closing my mouth. I couldn't breathe. I stared at the door, hoping, praying, that whoever it was would just barge in. However, they probably wouldn't, everyone knows that they are supposed to wait for their superior to acknowledge their presence before opening the door to their office. 'Fuck, please just come in whoever it is! Shit if it's you Simon, I won't even be mad.'

I was getting desperate now. As time went by, I started to anticipate my door being opened. A soft posh voice rung out from the other side of my door and my eyes shot wide open. "Morning Ms. Sweet-cheeks, I heard you got here early. I guess you're not here. Did you fall asleep again ma'am?" I listened as he chuckled to himself. "Well, I guess I should head back. Oh, hey Soap! Wait up, I'm coming with you. She isn't in her office." My stomach dropped and I went into full panic mode. I tried to shuffle around, to make any noise, but I couldn't.

'NO, NO COME BACK, GAZ PLEASE. DON'T LEAVE!' I shouted in my mind, over and over again. Tears started to pour out of my eyes as I felt more than just helpless. I listened to the sound of both Gaz and Soap's boots fade down the hall, and then they were gone. I was alone again. Helpless again. No one's coming to save me. I was ripped back to a conscience state when one of the guys tiptoed towards my door. He cracked it open, looked both ways and shut it.

He locked it and turned towards me and the other men. A gross smile started to form on his face, and he looked more than happy. He looked overjoyed. Shivers ran down my spine and I began to choke on my tears. I was terrified. I closed my eyes and started to pray. I heard boots make their way towards my desk and every part of my body went stiff.

They stopped right in front of my desk. I felt someone looming over me, but I refused to open my eyes. An evil and loud cackle erupted from the man in front of me. "You really thought you were going to get saved didn't you. HAHAHA, you're just one unlucky bitch." I felt the hand that had a been gripping my face with a bruising force, slowly let go. I opened my eyes, and I took in large, labored breaths from my mouth as I had been suffocating this entire time. A hooked finger was placed under my chin, making me look up.

"Stop fighting us and show your true self, kitty." I scrunched my face at the pet name he gave me and was met with a wall of pain, and I dropped the muscles in my face to ease it. I heard him scoff as he dropped my chin, and I used as much strength that I could to keep myself from dropping my head onto my desk. "She still seem like she's got some fight in her?" The man on top me of asked. I listened to the sound of the man who was once in front of my shuffle around my desk.

All three of them were now behind me. "Nah, she seems to have given up." I felt the man on top of me lift himself off me completely, keeping a tight hold on the back of my neck. I felt hands caress my waist, trying to find my belt buckle. I panicked and began to squirm. I got another energy burst and started kicking at whatever limbs that were unfortunate enough to be close by. "FUCK." One of the men yelled.

I couldn't tell who it was. But I didn't care either. I kept kicking even when my legs were beginning to shake because of how tired they were. 'No way, no way in hell. I won't let this happen to me. I won't let this happen to me. I won't, I won't, I w-' My body was yanked up from my desk by my neck.

I didn't stop kicking even as I was slowly rotated towards a pissed looking man with white knuckles. The other men behind him started laughing. "I told ya to just go along but now you've mad em' mad." One of them choked out between laughs. I watched with wide eyes as an arm swung back before coming back and connecting with my cheek. Over and over and over. Before long, I lost count. Again, all the energy in my body left me and I went limp.

The punches to my face stopped and I was whipped back around. My head was slammed into my desk once more. This time a variety cracks was heard and the pain that came with it was unimaginable. I felt my vision begin to darken and I started to hallucinate here and there. 'I can't fall unconscious. I can't. Wait.... why can't I? No one's coming to save me. I don't want to be awake when then start their attack.' I felt a warm and irony substance leak out of my mouth.

I couldn't swallow anymore. I shut my eyes. I felt someone reach for my belt again, this time I didn't fight. I couldn't. I had been beaten down more than enough. 'I'll just let them take what they want. I don't want to die like this.' More tears leaked out of my closed eyes, and I made no attempt to stop them. Whoever was fumbling with my belt got it loose and started to try and pull my pants down.

Three hard knocks were heard. Again, everything went silent. The person who was tugging at my pants stopped. This time I didn't bother to look up. I was dead focused on trying to pass out as quickly as I could. "Liebling? Are you in there?" My eyes shot open, but quickly fell again. 'I'm probably hallucinating again...' "Liebling?" The doorknob rattled a couple of times. "Are you okay? I heard noise. I know you're in there."

Silence engulfed my office, aside from my labored breathing. A hand cupped my mouth. Silencing me once more. I heard mumbled whispering and groans come from behind me. "Please, don't ignore me Liebling. I'll leave you alone, but just let me know you're okay." One of the men tiptoed over to the door. He turned around and gave a thumbs up. I guess one of the other guys behind me returned it as he nodded and turned back around.

He unlocked my door and poked his head through. "Hey man, how can I help you?" His voice was so eerily perfect. No one would have been able to guess that he was just in the process of trying to rape me with his buddies. "Ah...who are you?" König's voice had a tinge of utter confusion. "Room service." The man responded. "Room service...? Of course." König sounded unconvinced. I finally decided to tilt my head upwards to look at the door. This was becoming too sophisticated to be just another hallucination.

I watched as König attempted to push a leg through the tiny gap the man had created with my door. "Hey, hey. Sorry, but you can't come in here." The man seemingly stumbled over his own words. "And why not?" König sounded irritated. "Floors wet." For a moment I thought the man had won, but in his still drunken state, he laughed, and it gave his whole act away. I heard König scoff, "Do not fuck with me." The man scoffed, "Fuck with you? What are you talking abou-" In a matter of moments, König had kicked the man in his ribs and pushed his way inside.

I watched as the man stumbled backwards and fell on his ass, groaning in pain. The door swung open and landed with a 'bang' when it hit the neighboring wall. I watched as König scanned my office before locking eyes with me. His tilted his head downwards a bit, causing the eyelets of his mask to go dark, and his posture to stiffen. His hands curled into tight fists, and he began striding over to my desk. The man that was on top of me released me completely and jumped back behind me. "Hey man, take it easy. We all hate the bitch. We're just teaching her a lesson."

I watched through half lidded eyes as König stopped dead in his tracks, and tilted his head to the side, his mask sliding to the opposite side on his chest. He stayed quiet. The man spoke up once more. "I mean. You can join us if you want, right boys?" All three of them chuckled together. After a while, everything went silent. The only thing that was making noise was my labored breath. That's it.

"Hey. Would you like to learn a new tip on how to punish her?" König spoke up. His voice was thick with his German accent. 'What...?' I tried to search for his eyes, but all I was met with was a wall of darkness. "A new tip? Hah, hell yeah man. Damn, really had us scared for a moment." I heard the man start to walk back towards me. 'What? Is he being serious. He isn't, is he?'

"Yes. Come closer. I will teach you." I watched as König backed up a few steps and all three of the men came around from the back of my desk and stood in front of him. No one said a word. König let out an unhinged laugh. "I can teach you....to keep your hands off of what is mine." Out of nowhere König raised up his elbow, and clunked one of the men in the back of the neck, knocking him out instantly.

His body hit the tile floor with a loud 'thud'. The other two men looked shocked. One of them tried to make a break for the door but he didn't get far as König grabbed the back of the man's shirt and started beating the hell out of him, hitting the man anywhere he could. It started off as just punches, but it quickly escalated to full blown violence. He started grabbing different objects to beat the guy with, not stopping for even a second. Blood splattered everywhere and nasty gurgling sounds along with grunts was all that could be heard.

Once he grew tired of just battering the guy, König grabbed him by the head and started slamming him head-first onto the floor. Over and over, and over. The sounds of gurgled screams and audible crackle filled my ears, and I watched in utter horror as my floor was literally painted red. Once he was finished with him, he turned his attention to the last remaining man, who was still standing frozen in both shock and fear. Before the man could even process that König had turned his attention onto him, König lunged at the man, toppling both of them to the ground. I watched as the man tried putting up a fight but failed.

König rounded back his elbow once more and brought it back down onto the man's Adam apple, silencing his hoarse sounding shrills. He then hoisted the man off the ground, flipped him around and -in a swift motion- brought the man back down onto his knee. I winced as I heard multiple cracks and listened to the man cry out in pure agony. König dropped the man onto the ground, lifting his boot and dropping it onto the man's face. More cracking could be heard, and the man went completely still. König stood up fully, his head swiveled around slowly, almost as if he was examining his handiwork.

He walked in circles, making sure the men were all knocked out ....or dead? I silently hoped for the first option. As he circled them, he would kick them with his steel toed boots and step on their limbs from time to time. I had never seen him so violent before. A realization hit me; I really knew nothing about König. He was always nice and giddy around me as well as his teammates, but he was also a silent man, a real quiet one.

Sometimes he'd be in my office and wouldn't utter a single word. All he would do is just stare at me. Sometimes I could read him like a book, other times I couldn't and this was one of those times. He turned his attention to me and just stared at me for a good minute. I could only assume he was taking in my appearance. I still couldn't see his eyes. A wave of embarrassment washed over me. 'How pathetic I must look right now. Oh, that makes sense. Of course, he's shocked Belle. He literally almost watched his contractual lieutenant get raped.'

Slowly, he started to walk towards me. The closer he got the more I noticed him shaking. 'Is he that disgusted...?' "Liebling...? Are you awake still?" He croaked. He sounded as if he was on the verge of breaking down. I couldn't respond, but I tapped one of my fingers on the desk. I didn't think he'd notice, but he did.

I watched through half-lidded eyes as he rushed over to me, his heavy boots seemed to shake the floor. Once he reached my battered and bloodied body, I saw him freeze. His shaking continued, this time more violently. I watched as he extended his arms out and hovered them in the air. He seemed to be trying to figure out where he could pick me up without hurting me. After a while, he slowly slid a hand under my stomach and another sild under my cheek. I winced and he retracted his hand quickly.

He settled on cupping my neck to steady my head. "I'm going to lift you upwards, okay Liebling? Prepare yourself." I shut my eyes and waited. He shuffled so that he was behind me completely. "One, two, three-" He slowly peeled my body off my desk. Everything around me felt like it was spinning. I watched in a daze as I was slowly lifted from my bloodied desk.

Blood was everywhere on it. It honestly looked disgusting. He raised me all the way up to a standing position and dear god I felt the pain from my face increase by a hundred. All I could get out of my mouth was a low, raspy groan and by some miracle he noticed I was uncomfortable. "Shhh, I know my Bärchen, I'll get you to the hospital. Just hang on a little longer for me, ja?" His voice was so soft and angelic, I never wanted him to stop talking.

I couldn't understand part of what he was calling me, but I didn't mind. He slowly turned me around to face him. He slipped his hand that was holding my stomach down to the back of my knees. In a swift motion, he picked me up. He shifted his hold on my neck down to my shoulder. He gripped it tightly, pressing me flush against his chest, securing me. He was careful to not grip me as tight so that I wouldn't get cut up from his gear. "Scheiße, I should have been here for you. I'm so sorry Liebling." He whispered, his voice coming out as a tiny croak.

He raised my body upwards and lightly tapped his helmet on my forehead. He stood up straight once more, now starting to make his way out of my office. All the while, he kept on whispering soothing words to me. His warmth began to slowly engulf me, and I suddenly realized something. 'Ah...I'm safe now. I really am safe.' I closed my eyes and finally let myself fall unconscious.

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// I love making ya'll suffer hehehe...I couldn't find a song to put with this either lmao.//