My Bloody Revenge novel Chapter 5

Held between the wall and the unknown man she breathes deep as not to faint again. Last

thing she needs now is to pass out. "C-can.... Can you...just...." Mumbling something incoherent

Lyra then gave in to the darkness and goes limp in his arms for the second time.

“Why the hell would I do that? You are disgusting.”

"I am your husband and you don't take that tone with me. As a matter of fact, dear wife, as your

husband it is my job to make you into a better person and your duty as my wife is to obey.”

" You can't be serious? This isn't the eighteenth century just so you know, dear husband.” She

sneers. “Even if it looks like you were born around that time.” Lyra mumbles the last part

without thinking.

"Say what!?" he bellows angered.

Lyra barely has time to react when one of the many vases in the living room comes flying

towards her head, shocking her completely and because of her frozen state she fails to notice

when Elmir’s fist hits her chin knocking her to the floor. He goes down on one knee next to her

grabbing a fist full of her red hair and slams her head down hard creating spots in her line of

vision.

"ELMIR! STOP!"

Don't think you can do what you want, bitch, and no I will not stop.” His voice low and

threatening.

As promised, he didn't stop there. With a firm grip on her hair he drags her towards their

bedroom and chains her to the bed. Where the chains came from Lyra has no clue.

"I will now begin your training and I will make you into one of the greatest wives in the world or

maybe history.” Licking his lips Elmir admires his own work before taking out his phone and

makes a call where the only conversation was him telling someone that everything was ready

and good to go. Lyra knew this man had problems, why else get married to a fifteen-year-old

girl, but never could she have imagined this. She silently curses the man in front of her but thinks

even more curses for her parents. The ones who allowed all this.

“My friend will be here soon but you are mine, untouched, and that is not something I'm willing

to give away so why not complete our marriage now and just let my friend join in later.”

Lyra starts screaming, pulling at her restraints and thrashing around best she can but Elmir just

hit her harder and eventually gags her. Crying out with tears streaming down she watches as her so

called husband tears her clothes apart, clawing her body saying she needs to be marked

for everyone to see. Biting her arms and legs over and over leaving bruises where ever he put his

mouth. He lingers for a while, licking, biting and sucking on her breasts while letting out moans

and telling her how hard she makes him. His filthy hands wandering all over her body until

nearly passes out. The other man releases a drawled-out moan loudly. Elmir re-positions himself

after taking his time watching and once more rams himself inside, forcing another muffled

scream out of her. The pain. She can’t find any words to describe it.

Sitting up with a startled gasp she unconsciously flails with her arms and legs in a hysteric way

trying to get away only to end up more tangled between the sheets and as a result falls to the

floor with a hard thud. Still in a panicked state Lyra curls into a ball crying, not fully aware of her

surroundings. Stuck in a state between nightmare and awake. Strong, warm arms gently

embrace her body before lifting her up and tucking her back into bed again. The sudden touch

makes her freeze up. The urge to scream is on the tip of her tongue but the fear of getting

abused helps holding it in. Small whimpers slip through despite her efforts. Tears keep

streaming down.

"Ssch, my dear mouse you are safe here, nothing will harm you. I promise."

Lyra doesn't feel safe at all and wants to get far away but recent events has taken a toll on her

body and mind. Without meaning to or wanting it her eyes shuts and sleeps soon wins the battle.

The last thing she registers is something soft and warm on her forehead followed by soft

whispering.

Sleep well, dear mousy, Jaze is taking care of you..."