“ARIA!”
Adams' voice made me jump even more. He sounded as though he could knock anyone over with the volume of his voice. He covered my ears before yelling. Even if he did, I could still hear the force of his voice, and I nearly flinched at the brutal force of his voice. I didn't see Aria's response when he rang since my face was still buried in his chest and it appeared that he had no intention of releasing me until the woman left. But, given the power of Adams' voice, I'm sure Aria was terrified.
“Please. Give me the joy I deserve. " Adams' voice had softened, and he was feeling down. He appeared to be tired of arguing with Aria. I considered this woman's mental health; perhaps Adams can assist her till she heals. Depression is not a laughing matter. I'll chat to Adams when the woman has gone. If Aria is alright, she might not bother anymore and accept that she and Adams no longer exist.
As she wept, I couldn't help but stare back. Her sobs were heartfelt, but Adams remained unmoved. He stayed upright and fixed his gaze on the woman, tightening his grasp on my waist even more. We just stood there watching her, but she didn't appear to have any plans to stop sobbing when she talked.
"You're not going to understand! You progressed while I'm in pain! " She pointed at Adams, and the grain of her tears widened even more. She seemed to be blaming Adams when she pointed at him. "All you can think of is how much you hurt when I vanished! What about me, though? Have you ever wondered whether I'm eating properly?" Her voice had diminished, her sobbing had eaten away at it. "You haven't had the experience of being handed around by guys, yet you can't help but like it since drugs dominate your brain."
I felt as if I had been taken aback by what she had said. I couldn't say anything. No. It's not possible. I knew who had plotted all of this on her as soon as she mentioned the drugs. I want to rush up and hug her. I wanted to attend to her feeling the same way she did because I went through those days as well.
I can't be mistaken about who may have compelled her to do this. Derek, how dare you do all of this? Isn't he still pleased with what he's done to me? I stared at Adams as he let go of my arm and hurried up to Aria, who was now on her knees and fainting. I felt nothing for what he did for Aria. I understand the feeling of having nothing to depend on better than anybody else. What a devil resided within. I closed my palm since I couldn't possibly be mistaken. Aside from Derek and Adams arguing based on what I just watched, I don't have to worry about why he did it to Aria.
Adams had become so preoccupied on comforting and reassuring Aria that he had failed to notice my exit. I'm not leaving because of what I seen; I'm leaving to confront the callous monster who did this to Aria. I knew I should be out of what that man had done, but I couldn't stop myself from being enraged at how wicked that man was. I would not have been in a relationship with him if I had knew his true nature.
I grabbed a cab since I knew where that man was. I can't think that the only opponent he was referring to back then was Adams, and that his ambition to lead his cousin caused him to do things he shouldn't have. I know he's not at their office because he doesn't want to succeed his father's business while it's still living. It gradually became evident to me that everything he was doing was out of the ordinary.
I showed the driver the route they took me on when they raped me. And I'm quite sure that's where Aria was confined as well. It took us around 30 minutes to arrive, and the cost was a little high because of the distance. I had a lot of recollections as I came down. I have no idea how I got out of this awful abode. I'm still grateful that I just spent one day here because I can't think what I would have done if I had spent years fulfilling the terrible desires of those creatures. I pity Aria.
Because the gate was not locked when I walked, I continued straight. It was clean when I left, and I couldn't think of anything bad. After a year, I'm back here, and it looks like a hunted house due to too much dirt. Because they are no longer blown away, many tree leaves can be turned into beds. Some are orange, but the majority are brown. As I drew closer, I could hear raucous laughing. I was overcome with terror once more. Why was I in such a rush to get here?
I could tell they were drinking since there were bottle noises. My heart is now considerably more agitated as a result of my actions. But I got the bravery to use my alcohol chili spray in case they tried to attack me. Because my footsteps created a noise, they turned to look at me. The other men's mouths fell as a reaction of my unexpected arrival, but the incomprehensible grin belonged to Derek, who sat on the sofa like a prince.
He applauded as if I was a contestant to be honored. He crossed his legs on the one seated sofa and then played with his lips. He shook so that even his companions laughed as well. My blood vessels are getting hotter. The men did not move in their seats.
"Who would have thought that my princess would come today?" He raised an eyebrow, stood up and so did his companions. As he stepped closer to me I raised my spray to him.
"Try to come closer, you'll be blinded."