Ava POV
I couldn't think of a possible way, while I pulled my last strength, while standing up with speed.
The man stared at me in disbelief as his eyes kept on finding what to say; I moved faster while he watched me slide outside the room.
For once in my life, I never thought I could be a prey for such a man, his eyes dark as he smirked at me.
But just as I thought I was free, my hands scratched on the wall. Pulling my body backward as the man's breath clenched in my ears.
My eyes itched from his hot breath; he held my hands while the other hand slid down my hair. Shifting it perfectly for his bad intentions.
"Please..." I couldn't shake off any more words, my legs weak and pale as I kept on lying on the wall.
His other hand moved down my waist while sliding inside my trouser and grabbing my naked butt.
"I can still taste this," he said, his hands firmly on my butt while he moved down as he whispered into my ears.
It felt like my heart stopped beating any longer, my hands weak, and it slid down my legs.
Giving him a better way to hold my body firmly, he swamped me in front of him, giving his eyes a perfect view of mine.
He placed a kiss on my lips, just as I thought he was done with me.
His hands moved closer to my boobs, squeezing the life out of it. I laid out a loud sound, making my eyes blurry while he kept on kissing me, I insisted, but couldn't any longer.
My body merged with the wall with force, giving me the pain it needed, but that wasn't enough for him.
Just as he was about to proceed into devouring my wet clit, the door slide opened with force.
Pulling both of us to jerk off in fear. His eyes widened as he stared at the person at the door.
My hands on my chest, gasping for air, while my head bowed down to hit the air in my lungs.
"You went too far," he said, pulling the huge, broadened man closer to him. Making his legs close up, giving the man legs some gap from the ground.
"Sorry... Sir," the man pleaded with his hands folded together while Mr. Lucas stared at him.
Just as I thought I have had it all for today, Mr Lucas pulled him down while laying a loud laugh. I watched the man follow him to his tune, their veins pumped out as the eyeballs pumped up to fall off.
"Why didn't you inform me earlier that you wanted another round with her?" Mr. Lucas said, his hands hitting the man gently as they kept on laughing out loud.
My confused face couldn't help but be showered. It seemed they had forgotten about me as their eyes were fixed on each other.
It was a better time to run as fast as I could, but just as my legs were halfway out of the room. The huge man held me firmly, giving me a huge mark on my right hand.
"Ash"
I screamed my lungs out, with my eyes pumped red as tears dripped down them. Made my eyes blur to view his evil face, but Mr Lucas stopped him as he released my hands with an evil smile.
"Let her go; she has gotten the reward she asked for," were the last words I heard.
Before feeling my legs running away from the room and down to the hotel staircase. My head couldn't wrap around an elevator, just as I thought I was already arriving at the stairs.
I glanced at the height still left for me to walk down; I held my hands on the staircase while getting a chance to gasp for air.
For some seconds, I recovered myself while patting down the elevator and making my way out of it.
The receptionist's eyes were fixed on me; immediately, she glanced at my tired and teary eyes.
A smile pulled out of her lips, and she laughed harder, making her colleagues stare at her with a weird look.
Nothing could change the truth, my hands tightly on my torn gown as I moved outside the hotel.
The eyes lingering on my body shivered me; I fasted my eyes for a taxi.
Just as I thought of losing hope of finding one, I signed a taxi from the other side, speeding without a single customer.
I waved at it, and for the third time, the driver drove down to my side.
The gentleman slid his window open while scanning my whole body before staring at my weak eyes.
"Please..." The only word I could lay before him smile, and I opened the door for me.
He watched me from his side mirror before speeding off from the road.
"Where?" He asked, suddenly pulling me off guard.
"To Queen Street," I said while he nodded without asking any further questions.
It felt like I was being helped by an angel. His sweet voice pierced through me as he kept on playing sorrowful songs.
Giving me a chance to tear up, but due to the loud music sound. I guess he couldn't hear any of my sobbing, as I kept on crying my eyes out.
The memories I felt while he drove on the road, the painful sex I just had with like two or three men.
I couldn't capture their faces at all, but due to their voices, it seemed to be like four men.
I still can't believe I was forced or maybe, let's assume, raped; my lower abdomen felt so painful as I held it tightly while letting my pain out.
A few minutes had passed as my eyes were turned to the air conditioner in the car, drying off my wet tears.
"Thank you," I said while waving at the driver before walking down the street.
It's been an odd day for me, but that doesn't stop me from helping my lovely husband.
My hands scrubbed on the brown door as I knocked heavily for the third time for Alex to open.
But the enchanting sound inside was not a pleasant one for me, with no more thought in my mind.
Finally, I decided to check out the door handle; maybe he might have left to buy some stuff.
But as my hands held the door handle, it gently opened, making my eyes widen in surprise.
"Babe...I have finally—"
My eyes flee as it's got in contact with what I saw.