Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 245: Hate.

Chalice.

THREE YEARS AGO.

That evening was quiet just like every other evening in this cold large mansion. But something about this one felt different from the rest.

The air was thick with tension. It smelled of vodka, clean cash and the distinct smell of those white powders that I always caught Clement sniffing once in a while— I found out later that they were called cocaine.

And as I stepped even further into his penthouse, not missing the trails of that same white powders now littering everywhere, my heart began to pound in my chest.

Usually, whenever he took them in small amounts, he always turned violent; so I couldn’t help but wonder how violent he would be now that he had taken so much, the entire house was literally covered in it.

I shook like a leaf in the wind when I arrived at the front of the door leading to the living room and when I pushed it open, my breath caught.

Why?

Because sitting around the round table were four large men who were equally as big as Clement. When they noticed my presence, they all lifted their heads to look at me.

And goddess, none of them were the normal humans that he always brought here.

Nothing about these men even screamed normal in the first place.

One of them was a vampire and I know this because of his glinting red eyes, and while the other two were werewolves, the last one was something I had never seen before but had heard about once in a while.

A Lycan.

I froze.

It took me a moment to gather my thoughts and by the time I successfully did this, I forced my lips to move even though my brain was still taking its sweet time to process the happenings around me. I greeted; "Good evening, gentlemen."

They didn’t respond, they simply smiled.

"It’s nice to see you all."

However, seeing as there was nothing else to say to the men, I turned to leave only to halt in my tracks when Clement rose to his feet and barked;

"Candy!"

And at the sound of that name, my entire body went rigid. It was the name he always called me whenever he was about to treat me like thrash. The name he would call me and I would instantly know that my life was about to turn shitty.

I swallowed hard before turning to face him and when I realized that all four men were now standing on their feet and staring at me like I was food, I became so scared that my knees turned to jelly.

I gulped. "Yes?"

"You would perform for them tonight."

By the word ’perform’, I knew that he meant a ton of sexual debauchery. I knew that he meant willingly giving myself up to them regardless of how they intended to use me.

But I didn’t want to. Not today.

I shook my head. "No."

"Why?"

"I am on my period... It’s my heat cycle."

"I know." He cut in abruptly, "...and it is why I have asked this of you."

"But... but you know it would hurt. They are not my mates." I tried to argue, but Clement was beyond reasoning.

His eyes flashed with malice as he looked me up and down, his nostrils flaring as he informed me; "And they have paid a fortune to ensure that they get a taste of you. Moreover, Don Matteo here is the HOD of your department and if you do this, consider yourself an honors student for the rest of your academic life!"

"But Clement!"

"Don’t ’but clement’ me, Candy!" He growled and I literally felt goosebumps spread over my skin as he marched over and fisted my hair into his hands, his beady eyes biting into my soul as he spat;

"Do you want me to throw you out?"

"No... no!"

"Do you want me to release all the videos I have of you fucking all the men you’ve ever fucked in my house?!"

"No... no!" I sobbed.

"You know I can make a ton of money from that too right? So behave yourself!" He shouted and with that, released me so abruptly that I stumbled and fell.

Tears blurred my eyes as I slowly began to discard my clothes one after the other and by the time I was done and rose to my feet, I felt embarrassed.

Why?

Because these men were literally salivating. Because they seemed to be mentally jerking off to my nakedness.

My eyes met Clement’s in that brief second and I swore that I would make him pay... just not now. So I whispered; "I’m ready."

"Go on all fours and present yourself to them." He commanded. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

And goddess, I knew that this was the part here I should have refused blatantly. It was the part where I should have picked up my clothes and fled.

But something kept me rooted in place. Maybe it was desperation or the fear that I had no other place to go, but I found myself going on my knees then pressing my shoulders to the floor before I pushed my hand backwards... so further back that I could grab my buttcheeks.

And then I spread my vagina lips wide with my fingers. So wide that I could swear that I felt the cold air press against me intimately.

The cold air was the last thing I felt before something hot, thick and long slipped into me so deep that it reached my hilt.

A cry slipped out of my mouth as I crashed to the floor but before I could fall, I was roughly pulled upright by large arms and then...

Pain.

Yes, that was the only way I could describe the searing hot torture that tore through me as whoever it was behind me began to ram into me like a crazed beast.

My vision blurred around the edges and tears fell uncontrollably down my face as he continued to pound into me over and over again until I could swear that I heard my pussy tearing open.

That night, they took turns violating me. And while sometimes, one would simply vagina-fuck me, the rest of the time, I was taking three to four men all at once— Two in my vagina, one in my butthole and the other in my mouth!

This torture went on and on for several hours nonstop and I knew that they could only go this long due to the hard drugs in their systems.

However, what was worse was not the way they fucked me. It was the way they treated me while at it. It was the way they cut me, scratched me, inserted their fists and objects into me.

—it was the way I bled all over the place like some fucking sacrificial lamb.

By the time they were done and crashed to the floor in satisfaction, I waited until they were all fast asleep before I snuck out of the room. But I didn’t go to sleep tonight. I couldn’t.

So I went to Clement’s room instead, stole everything I could from his safe and escaped.

And that is why to this day, he talks about how I stole from him.

I screamed; "Before you talk about what I stole from you, tell them about how you made me your sex slave for months!"

When I screamed that out loud, the crowd hushed. Everyone turned to Clement and I smiled sardonically when he began to stutter;

"I- I didn’t!"

"Liar!"

"Tell the truth, Mr lecturer!" Leilani snapped and one look at her had him gulping like a pitiful rat. He dropped his gaze and whispered;

"Yes, yes I made her have sex with people for money... I made her my pawn. I made her filthy. God, I even hit her a few times!

I know that I hate Leilani and vice versa but what she did in that moment engraved itself into my mind for the rest of my life.

She raised her hands so high and struck him across the face so hard that he fell like a pile of bricks, his lips splitting open as he soon began to cry.

I froze.