[This chapter takes place when David was the adopted son of Hendrick Brasco. David was twenty-one here. Six years before David met Angeline. David is on a mission to kill a wealthy businessman who interferes with Hendrick Brasco's business.]
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In a five-star hotel room located on the third floor, a woman was screaming in pain when three men played with her body very brutally.
The woman kept screaming for forgiveness, her tears flowing profusely while two of the three men violently forced their 'weapons' into the poor woman's body.
With one person underneath while another on top, they moved their hips back and forth in a very fast pace.
The poor woman couldn't do anything, all she could do was cry and keep begging for the forgiveness she knew the three men would never grant.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" shouted a man who had been standing on the edge of the bed. He also climbed onto the bed and stuffed the poor woman's mouth with his little prince.
Now the three men are torturing the poor woman who can only cry while feeling pain all over her body.
The cruel game ended when the three men had returned to their clothes, leaving the poor woman who was still sobbing on the bed of the five-star hotel.
The two holes at the bottom of her body were throbbing violently, giving an excruciating pain, making the poor woman unable to stop crying.
Her eyelids started to blacken from the tears that never stopped flowing. She kept sobbing in painful tears until someone wearing an all-black suit opened the door.
The man in the black coat injected an anesthetic into the vein that was in the poor woman's left hand, causing her to slowly lose consciousness.
The seconds passed, until she closed his eyes completely.
In her subconscious, she saw a visual from his memory. Precisely in the living room, where her mother lay lifeless right next to her, while her father was seen kneeling while hugging the legs of one of the several people dressed all in black.
Yes, they are a mafia group that controls the area around where she live.
The girl was just stunned to see how her father begged for forgiveness from the mafia.
Until finally her father lay lifeless after someone from the mafia group shot a bullet through his brain.
The poor woman was just stunned to see her parents lose their lives right before her eyes.
Bang! ...
Albert, her boyfriend also died when a bullet shot straight into his left chest. Albert was lying on the floor, looking straight at the woman. His hands were trying to reach the woman he loved, "Run, Ainsley ... run ... save yourself--"
Bang! ...
The second shot, silenced Albert. Now that man really lost his life.
Ainsley, the poor woman who is now kidnapped by the mafia because her father owes them a huge debt. His gambling habit owed him a debt to this heinous mafia group.
It's been about two weeks since Ainsley was brought in by the mob. And since then, her life has been destroyed.
She was used as a means of satisfying lust for important people in the mafia group. She was even used as a means of making money by selling her to millionaires who spent a lot of money to accompany Ainsley for the whole night.
She no longer has any hope in her life.
Slowly she opened her eyes and was already on a different bed from where she was sedated and lost consciousness before.
Her hands and feet were tied to the edge of the bed, rendering her unable to move.
While in front of her was a middle-aged man smiling at him. The middle-aged man took off his clothes one by one.
Ainsley was shedding tears again. She turned to her side when the middle-aged man began to kiss her body, starting from the soles of his feet to the side that was squeezed between her thighs.
Ainsley also rounded her eyes as the middle-aged man tried to enter her body. She screamed because of the pain she felt.
Ainsley only hoped that this very painful and sad life would end soon. After all, that poor woman still had the will to live.
"Those lowly mobsters don't lie to me. You're so beautiful, make me want to crush you whole."
Ainsley closed her eyes, tears constantly escaping from their lids, until the middle-aged man pressed on top of her.
Ainsley felt strange.
The movement of the hips back and forth that had made Ainsley feel the pain in the squeezed area between her thighs was no longer felt.
Was that middle-aged man exhausted already?
But when Ainsley opened her eyes, the middle-aged man who was pinning her down was lifeless, with his eyes wide open and the bullet-shot holes that were right between his eyeballs.
Behind the old man, she saw a man standing with a gun in his right hand. The man who had a face that could bring all women to their knees before him, and make men stare enviously at him.
But behind his Greek godlike visuals, his gaze looked like a devil thirsty for blood.
The man turned around and was about to leave.
"Help me." said Ainsley unconsciously. The words just came out from her mouth.
In her mind, she thought. Who could be stupid enough to help such a lowly woman like her?
Perhaps to the man who was standing with his back to her, Ainsley was just a gratification for lecherous people with thick skins.
There was no way that man would help her.
Unexpectedly, the man turned around and pointed the tip of the gun at her.
Ainsley's tears returned.
Maybe this is the time she left this cruel world. The poor woman closed her eyes again, exhaling a heavy breath that was very peaceful. Even though her chest was rumbling violently, at least hse saw something pleasant to look at at the end of her life.
Who is he?
His face is so handsome. And the look in his eyes is so sharp and very intimidating.
If she was given the opportunity in her next life to see him again, Ainsley would not think twice about falling in love with him.
Bang! ... Bang! ... Bang! ... Bang! ...
Ainsley could hear it. Four shots were fired. But she didn't feel anything. Instead, her hands and feet are now free to move.
Ainsley pushed the middle-aged man who was lying lifeless from above her and got up from her supine position.
The handsome man in front of her who had thought he would end her life, instead threw the black coat he was wearing at her.
"Put that on and follow me."
Ainsley wore the black coat to cover her upper body and also a small part of her thighs.
Ainsley's eyes lit up on the man's face.
She didn't know where the man came from. His expensive all-black outfit made anyone who looked at him know that the man was a mafia.
His age looked like someone who was in his early twenties.
Ainsley did not know, the man in front of her who she considered the savior of her life would one day become the most respected and feared person in the Underworld.
The man is David Stockholm.