The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 156: Torture 2

Chapter 156: Torture 2

Alina’s eyelids fluttered open, and she woke up slowly, quickly scanning the basement around her. The cold of the still air seeped through her flesh and froze her bones.

She felt the icy feeling flood her arms, but it was not from the basement’s unforgiving temperature. Lifting her gaze, she saw that her wrists were still bound together by chains to the chair.

Realizing that all of this was real, she gave a quick tug, but the chain hardly gave. Regret flooded her aching body from the punishment it had already endured. Although it wasn’t much, Alina was sure that there was far worse planned for the future.

She knew that she needed to find a way out of this situation before any violent actions escalated.

As she winced in pain, a grimace spread across her face. She heard the faint sound of the chains clinking from the links rubbing together, and her stomach throbbed with a dull pain.

Alina had sustained a far worse injury on her hip, and she knew that the bone was slowly healing from within, but she could feel the deep bruising lingering behind.

Unfortunately for her, Damien noticed that she had woken up and called her name with a sly smirk on his face,

"Alina..."

He said as the distance between them was quickly closed,

Damien took a few short steps before a cold shiver ran down her spine. He placed his hands on each side of the chair and pulled her close to him. A gasp left her lips out of shock and pain

She could feel the wound still lingering from the force Xavier had used to punch her.

Damien tilted her chin slightly, another shiver traveling down the length of her spine and leaving her uneasy.

You’re a smart woman so I’m sure you know screaming would be very stupid" Damien warned her raising his brows.

Alina could only nod, trying to get out some kind of yes through her gag but it’s just muffled noise.

"Did you really think that you could get away with hurting the woman that I love?"

Alina just shook her head as her body started to tremble and her face was scrunched up as she started to cry.

Hah.

"Crying never stopped you did it? Won’t be stopping me.

Ah tears. Funny because I have shed a couple of tears of my own." Damien said.

"Do you know why you’re here Alina?" Damien asked while he walked back to the table and set the paper back on it and picked up the pliers.

Alina’s eyes widened in terror when she saw what he was holding; and shook her head frantically, still trying to talk into her gag.

Of course she knew why she was here.

"You know I was planning on letting you go. Giving you to your father after all the man might be a monster but you’re still his daughter. I’m sure he would have let you live. But the moment you fucking laid a hands on Beatrix ..."

Damien stood back in front of her and leaned down to her eye level with a sweet smile

"You made me your worst enemy. I’m going to let you feel every bit of pain I have felt these past few days and you’re going to wish for death after I’m done with you."

Alina’s scared eyes just darted between his own and as she tried to speak through the gag ,her breathing got faster but the minute.

"Hmmm" Damien hummed, cocking his head with a sweet smile "So tell me..."

He paused and his expression started to sour as her brows crease "Did you enjoy hurting her?

He held her still, his grip tightening and forcing her to fight back the grimace that wanted to work its way up onto her face. With a chuckle, he asked curiously, "And that would have made a difference?"

She remained silent, not taking the bait carefully laid out before her.

When the silence lasted long enough, he said, "No? Apparently not.

Doing that to your fucking friend that trusted you? She was so excited to have you as a friend you know? "

His face dropped into a hateful look as she glared at him; his jaw tensing as he ran his tongue along the inside of her cheek and raised his brows.

"But you had to mess up everything like you always do. What you did you twisted fuck - and let me tell you, I was dying to get my hands on you. You really thought you got away with it didn’t you?

You were going to kill me? Seriously? What happened to the "I love you Damien and I can’t live without you?"

Alina started to cry harder as panic washed over her face and her muffled voice got louder as she tried to explain something against her gag - but it’s not like Damien gave a shit what she had to say.

She knew he could see through her act and he wouldn’t fall for it.

Damien lifted his hand and pat her against the cheek and held up the pliers "

Seeing as you use those hands to do such terrible things - I don’t think you deserve them. Ever had your fingers broken? I have. It’s not fun - definitely doesn’t tickle"

Her eyes went wide as she started to plead into the gag tied around her mouth, getting louder and Damien clamped his hand over her mouth to shut her.

"Shhhh- in case you haven’t noticed, most of these questions are rhetorical"

She started to gasp against his hand as she choked on her breaths while she started to sob, and Damien just glared at her.

"What you did was fucking sick Alina and you know what sick people need?"

She shook her head. She knew whatever he was planning on doing to her was not good.

Damien chuckled.

"Of course medicine. And you’re going to take every single dose I will give you."

He removed the gag from her mouth and she took in a deep breath, letting out a series of coughs.

She glared at him. Alina knew there was no use putting on the pity act with him. He was not going to fall for it.

"If you’re not going to kill me, what do you want?

What is your revenge plan...?" She asked him what she was dying to know...literally.

Alina knew he was not going to let her go, not after what she had done.

She eyed him warily as she thought of her plan to escape.

She needed to figure out a way to tear these damn chains from the chair even though her movement was entirely restricted, and she risked any form of escape her mind could formulate.

Inwardly she cringed, knowing this sadistic son of a bitch would torture her so much.

She refused to give up without a fight.

Her life was on the line...so of course, she was not going down without a fight.

He reached for her once again, however, this time she wrapped her fingers around the binding chains and lifted her feet from the floor, and she swung at him.

Damien chuckled and moved away before her leg could reach him.

"You chained me up, injected me with that fuckin’ crap. and beat me.

You are a coward."

She could feel his breath tickle the outer shell of her ear, the feeling of his hands still lingering on her putting her on edge as he whispered,

"Do you really want to fight me?" He paused for a moment while chuckling as if taunting her, daring her to make a move as he finished, "Would you like to try and kill me again?"

Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, drumming against her ribcage.

His footsteps echo off the floor while he circled around in front of her like a hawk, his eyes transfixed on her form.

He stared into her eyes, a daunting look in his eyes.

"If this is the only chance I will have to kill you, then so be it, Alina accepted." The words were full of venom, and without hesitation, as she confirmed his offer without second-guessing the choice she made.

"Oh, I’m hurt, Alina. I thought you wanted to marry me. " A sinister smirk worked its way up onto his lips, dread filling her.

"Now you want to kill me?" He growled as he grabbed the back of her hair, yanking it to the left and ultimately exposing the entire length of her neck.

Alina winced at the pain.

"We can be united in the underworld. Wouldn’t you want that? Don’t you want to be with me?"

Alina asked with a grin.

Damien glared at her, "Well maybe you can meet your mother first there. I’m sure she would be proud of the kind of monster you have become."

"If you mention my mom again, I’m going to put a bullet through your skull."

Damien chuckled, "Ah touché."

"Hmm at least my mom wanted me unlike you who took her own life because she couldn’t stand the sight of you."

Alina spat back bitterly.

Damien’s face paled and he let go of her. Clearly whatever she had said had hit him hard.