Sophia

We reached in the basement. For the first time I came here. It wasn't a basement it was a dungeon. It has this concerte floor and stone walls. It smelled horrible. It smelled like death. There were splashes of dried blood on the stone walls. The walls were not only holding up the blood stains but also any torture equipment I could imagine. There were chains, shackles hanging around. Whips, canes, knifes and many thing that I didn't even know the name of were hanging down from the walls.

All the shackles were empty except one. There in the straight view of my eyesight I could see him. Marc. He was tied to the shackles on either side. Bare chested. His chest was covered with dried blood. It seems some wounds are still bleeding. Iron shackles digging into his both wrists and blood dripping. His legs were barely touching the ground. His left leg was bend from the knee as if it was broken. His head was hanging on his right shoulder seems like he is sleeping.

I realize Don reached him when I heard his gasp as Don splashes a bucked of cold water on his face.

His eyes met mine "You bitch" he said to me with all his hatred. That earned him a punch from Don. "Seems like last night has worn off from your mind". Don remarked.

"Get him down Don" I said to Don staring at Marc. Don unlocked his shackles making him fall on the floor. Don pulled him from his hair to sit him up. I moved towards him. I could see Don's tourture instruments were all laid out on a metal trolley kept just below the left shackle where he was tied.

"Marc why are you here?" I asked him. I was surprised on the smug in my voice. "You bitch you know why I am here". Don pulled his head back wrapping metal chains around his neck."call her bitch once more. I dare you" Don warned him in the his calmest voice yet I could see his eyes turn red of rage. "Don p-please I-I didn't do anything. Sh-she was just a wh-whore Don. Whatever happened was before you came into her life. She-she is using y-you". He pleaded with Don. To which Don answered by stabbing on his right shoulder "She wasn't a whore. You made her a whore. She was a child you sick bastard." His screams were filling the silence of basement. "Now be a good pet little dove and answer what my girl is asking" Don said tauntingly calling him pet and little dove like he used to call me. "Say it" Don's voice boomed in the basement.

"I am here because of what I did to you Donna." Marc said giving up. "What you did?" I asked him. I was surprised how his screams were not making me flinch. Do I also have a sadistic streak in me? Or I am happy for getting justice for once. Or maybe because today for the first time I was the one calling shots. I will decide if he will live or die

"Tell me Marc, what have you done to me? Maybe I will ask Don to let you go. And if I say he will let you go. So confess". I smeared at him. "I blackmailed you for your brother. I told Adrien to make you the maid and rip off all your comforts to take his revenge. I might have stopped him from hitting you after I saw you but it was me who told him to control you with the violence. All his punishments he gave came from me since the beginning. I raped you again and again. I sold you." He confessed everything. Even the things I never knew that he told Adrien to all those cruel things to me.

"What all punishments have you suggested him for me?" I asked him circling him. I wanted to know and I wanted to give him the pain. "Is this an interview?." Don's fist meet his jaw before he could complete his sentence "Answer her" Don said with gritted teeth.

"The one where made you write "I am a slave not a princess" in the whole notebook without letting you sleep. I told him this so it will grill in your mind that you are not a princess you think." He said. That was the first punishment he gave me for nothing."Yeah I remember that he said it will help me know my place in my house. IN MY OWN HOUSE." I screamed at him. "What else?" I asked him

"The one where he burned your palm on the burner because you delayed his breakfast" he said and I looked at Don. Don got up and came back with a burning poker as he shoved in his bare chest. And for the first time my eyes closed at his screams."Now you feel the pain you gave to my girl" Don voice though calm but was laced with venom. "Next" I said to Marc trying to show my indifference to his pain. "Do-donna please-please I-I am sorry. I am so sorry please don't do this. Have some mer-mercy. This isn't you" His pleas met my slap hard on his face. "That's what I used to get why I used to beg for mercy or for giving my 13 year old brother food for the night. Next" I said with all the hatred in me.

"The one where he made you clean the house drenched in icy cold water in winters because there was two empty beer bottles were left behind after you cleaned the mess." I was surprised at this one. I remember Adrien saying "I should have thought of this before and made you work like this everyday" I thought it was his degraded mind. Don wrapped blocks of ice at his feet and it started to turn blue sooner than I thought. I saw him trying to remove his feet but he couldn't just like I wasn't able to control the temperature of air conditioner when I was shivering while scrubbing the floor.

"Next" I said to him and he knows what's coming. I know too I remembered all the punishments Adrien gave me.

"The one where he made you drink the whole bottle of hot sauce and didn't allowed you water or any another food for the day or the medicine thereafter because you put mustard in his sandwich instead of mayonnaise" He said. I could see Don's muscle ripple through his t-shirt. I know he is loosing his control. He punched Marc in the face making him fall down. And then he kicked him hard. He pulled him making him sit and pressed his jaw harder to open his mouth. He poured water in his mouth. I was not able to make out how water will give him pain and not relief. But soon enough when he was not able to break because Don blocked his nose and didn't remove the bottle. His gag reflex came into action spilling the water but it doesn't help him to breathe. No he will die like this. It's not the time.

"Not yet Don" I said and he left him. I saw him falling on the ground coughing and trying to catch as much oxygen as he can.

"How many times have you raped me Marc?" I asked him as Don pulled him in the sitting position. "Please-please not anymore I beg you Do-donna please". He was pleading me.

"Eighty one" I said. "That's how many nights you used me". My voice was filled with so much animosity I didn't know I had in me even for Marc. But I had. "You forgot Marc. I didn't. I remembered each night. Every night when I used to beg you on my knees to spare just once and you didn't. I remember each night when you broke me and use to leave me naked and destroyed on my own bed. I remembered terrifying my own room because you made it my hell. You didn't just took away the materialistic comfort, you took away the safety a child feels at her home. In her room. You made me wonder how it would be to lie on bed if you aren't fucking me. You took my home, my dreams, my freedom, my innocence. With every thrust you broke my soul Marc. You took my life" I spitted and stepped away because I know Don is ready.

I took one step away from Marc and Don's whip came in contact with his flesh. He whipped him Eighty one times. I couldn't see a part of his body without a welt. "Beg her" Don said as he delivered his last blow. I could see how drained out Marc is to even scream. Don pulled him again from his hair to make him kneel in front of me. "beg her" Don commanded again.

"Ple-please Don-donna k-kill me. Pl-please. Ki-kill me. Pl-please Do-donna" he kept on repeating in low voice and now is the time. Because he is begging for what he deserves. He snatched the life out of me and I will take his.

I sat across him on the floor. I held his jaw and made him look at me. "I will be the end of you Marc. There will be a day when you will beg me like I begged you. That day I will end you. It's my promise to you" I said with gritted teeth. I made him remember what I said that day he auctioned me. "Remember my words Marc? This is me keeping my promise. But you know the only good thing that happened because of you is I met Don so for that I will grant you the sweet release from your agony I will show you mercy". I left his face and he was about to fall but Don kept him in position with his hair.

I got up and took few steps back. "Do-donna... pl-please", he begged me more. He kept begging as I was retreating my steps. With every step I felt lighter. His condition should force me to forgive him let him free. But looking at him I saw and felt every moment every pain all over again. Every tear I cried. Every word I said while begging for his mercy. Every punishment that Adrien gave me. Every hunger pang I felt because I could not have food in my home that was even cooked by me. Every night I spend unable to sleep because I have to sleep on the floor. Every nightmare he gave me. For the first time I felt free of that pain, those nightmares, that fear, that torment of every scar on my soul.

"KILL HIM DON!!!" I screamed never being more sure of anything than I was right now to see the end of March DeLuca. A stringing gunshot echoed the basement and Marc's body fell to ground.

Broken. Lifeless. Souless. Like he use to leave me.

I was staring at him when I felt Don's hand intertwined with mine and it felt like I got my life back. I got lost in his embrace.