---- Chapter 444 Alex Damien started, confused.
Was she really going to save him? This fucking bastard who tried to take advantage of her.
But she didnt speak to him.
Her eyes were locked on the kneeling man, and there was something different in her eyes.
They weren''t the soft, vulnerable hazel he''d grown used to.
There was something dark, burning with something primal.
Something that he couldn''t predict.
She approached him slowly, her steps unsteady but purposeful.
Without a word, her fingers trail down his bloody hands and he stills.
What the hell- And that''s when she took the dagger from Damiens hand, her fingers brushed his, trembling but firm.
---- What are you doing? She didnt answer.
The man continues to look between Damien and her.
His hands folded in front, begging for mercy.
Tam so sorry...
thank you...
Thank you so much...
T will never - The mans relief was short lived as Alex starts approaching him, Her grip tightening on the hilt Her voice trembled, raw and filled with years of suppressed agony but this doesnt stop her.
You bastards think you can touch me? That you can break me...just because you are physically stronger than me? That you can muffle my screams and I will..never raise my voice again? That you will force me and I will silently keep taking your shit! ---- Her voice roared to only crack, but her hand did not falter.
That fire in her eyes was only burning brighter and the man crawls back to look at Damien.
Stop...
what are you...
saying...
Sir...
stop her Sir.
Damien didn''t bother with him.
His eyes stay fixated on the woman who was torn yet not broken.
Struggling but not giving up.
Rising despite every reason to fall back.
He was seeing a different person.
A different her.
Not a cut piece of coal.
But a diamond.
Strong.
Shining.
Withstanding pressure.
Thave had enough...
I have endured enough.
Not anymore.
Many have tried....
Monsters bigger than you.
Powerful than you....
Crueller than you....they ---- tried to break my body...they-they tried to used me...
they got their pleasure...but I am yet to get mine...
The mans throat went dry, to him she looked crazy.
Psychotic.
Her words were not making sense to him.
Stop it...
what are you...
Pleasure...
This is my pleasure.
The first stab was clumsy, a shallow gash across the mans chest.
But the second...
the third...
the fourth...
Each was deeper, more forceful, her cries escting into screams of rage and despair.
You will never break me...
I will fight...
1 will fight till myst breath dammit! T will never submit to you! Never! Enough of this! I can''t take it anymore! Beg! Come on beg me now! (P Tmay show you mercy! Beg Damien watched, frozen in shock as her pain