Luke woke up, confused and partially pissed off. He moved his arms but they refused to budge, a huge iron chain bounded Luke to the wall of the dungeon. He got angry and started thrashing.
Suddenly someone spoke from the darkness. "Don't try getting out, you can't." The deep scruffy voice just spoke. Luke was surprised but he couldn't leave this to waste.
He took deep breaths, and with one thrust of a hand in the air, one of the chains went down. The man beside him scurried to the other side, afraid whether this beast was a man, the fear was clear in the other man's eyes, but Luke didn't care, he never did.
***
"Aliyah... Aliyah..." A voice said melodically, but this time Aliyah wasn't dreaming, when she was unresponsive, a cold metal whip was struck on her hand, revealing her red blood trickling down from her left hand.
Only then that she regained consciousness of what was happening, she stared face to face with her attacker and simply smiled, it hurt a lot but she endured, she had to be strong, stronger than others, stronger than her father.
The man who covered his probably ugly face laughed, and illuminated her surroundings only there she understood she wasn't in any others room than a wealthy man's bedroom.
_'Where am I?'_
She thought to herself. She smiled once more and pulled her head down, the man retreated slowly in fear of this incoming psychopath.
She thought he was afraid, but no he went over towards the door, and shortly after the mysterious figure left, Draken came in. His red eyes begged for attention, and attention he got.
"Well, well, well Aliyah..."
***
"Leah? Wake up! You're sleeping again!" One of Leah's fellow night walkers spoke. Leah being startled for a few minutes took some time to process all of what was going on.
She checked the time on her phone and it was quite late in the night, she looked at the older woman with disdain and anger.
"What is it now Shereen?" Leah asked, with sleepy eyes.
"A very important senator just stopped by, why don't we showcase our goods to him?" She asked suggestively. Leah stared at the room and at the woman in anger.
This was how much the significance of her life had been reduced.
"Go ahead, I'll be right there." She finally spoke after being dumbfounded for a couple of seconds.
Leah tossed on some make-up, her self esteem was so high she didn't care if her face was burnt or if she was pretty, all she knew was that, in her eyes she's the prettiest of them all.
She wore the tightest, most revealing cloth she had and she was ready to break some hearts.
Walking outside the door, she could feel a strong presence around her, the aura was so powerful she refused to ignore it, she simply couldn't.
The short dress, her slicked back hair, her eyes, everything was appealing to him, no wonder he couldn't take his eyes off her. He felt instantly taken aback by her beauty.
Even though he knew it will never last.
People like him never find love, even when it is staring right at them.
***
A couple of tortures more and they had reduced Aliyah to nothing but a rag, she bled from all angles, her hands, her mouth and her clothes were drenched with her own blood.
Draken had forced her to stand as he subjected her to unfair cruelty. Her head was down and her clothes were torn to pieces but they still managed to cover her up, to an extent.
Draken hit her once more but this time on her stomach and for the first time throughout the torture she had collapsed on the floor, gripping her stomach, blood escaping her mouth. She rolled around on the floor screaming. Her hair was scattered all over, her face became contorted with pain as Draken just laughed.
There was a piece of chain around her leg that hurt constantly whenever she moved and that too drew blood away from her.
Some silence ran across the room, Aliyah was still clutching her stomach. The agony was unbearable.
Footsteps were approaching the room, she was praying to the lord that her saviour will be none other than Luke but again life has it's turns.
Reda came into the room uninvited, her blue eyes sweeping across the room until they landed on Aliyah, she simply chuckled at the sight in front of her.
'What a sick brat.' That was the only thing that could come to Aliyah's mind, just looking at those two.
Aliyah rolled into her side and once again coughed out blood.
The only words she could say were, "damn you." But that seemed to anger them even more.
Draken rose his hand up in anger and just like that, a miracle happened.
***
"Aliyah... Are you alright?" A smooth gentle voice caressed her ears in an infinite dance of harmony and tranquility, something she hasn't heard in a while.
She could feel herself being carried and the strong arms wrapped around her body got tighter when she didn't respond as they walked. They suddenly stopped moving, Aliyah couldn't open her eyes to see where they were all she knew was that in this stranger's arms was her safe haven.
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They walked for hours without the man falling and Aliyah was falling in and out of consciousness. Of course Draken had taken them so far away to be tortured as far as Aliyah could tell.
She knew all too well they were lost.
The man dropped her for a second on the green grass, the evening light slowly dimming, the man rustled and made very noticeable movements around her.
They were outside, not safe from prying eyes, Aliyah couldn't help but to open her eyes and see where she was.
A tent was made.
Food was being cooked.
And a handsome man stood outside the tent watching her intently.
She looked at her clothes, torn, bloody and sweaty.
But he looked nothing better.
"How about we go for a bath?" He proposed, just as if he knew what was on her mind.