The Disabled CEO Dotes On Me

"Look at her, she's a pathetic little wench."

The sounds of clinking chains and taunting laughter could be heard in the underground cell.

"Do you want some water?" Octavia said, holding out a bottle of unknown liquid to a wrinkly smelly person in the corner. The person sat helpless, unable to move to collect the liquid. 

"Come on. I know you can move even just a bit. Come and take the water or are you not that thirsty?"

Alice tried her best to move from her curled-up position. She was half-conscious, all pulpy and bruised up, and she was being held captive in an underground dirty cell. 

Her stepsister was the sweetest person she had ever known or so she thought. She was the one who put her in such a miserable position. 

They wanted to see her suffer. They didn't kill her but broke her piece by piece each day. 

"Please... Please just let me go. Anything you want from me. Take it. Just let me go." Alice said, her skin black and bruised. Tears pooled in her eyes. 

Octavia moved away from her rolling her eyes, standing farther away. "I guess you're not thirsty." She threw the liquid to the far end of the cell, the contents seeping into the soil. She moved back, watching Alice with amusement. 

Alice hurriedly crawled towards the bottle, trying to drink all she could.

"Look at you, The eldest Will daughter. Drinking sewage and chewing up sand. I don't think Father would be happy with this development." She said with an ear-splitting grin. 

"She's so disgusting," Grant said, his face twisting into disgust. 

"What did I do to deserve this? I-i'm sorry. What do you want? Do you want money? You can take all that I have. You can have-" Alice said, her voice cracking. 

"All that you have? You don't have anything in your possession. They all belong to me now. Remember the document you signed for Grant. The one he told you was your marriage certificate and stupidly believed." Octavia said, bursting into laughter. 

Alice's face twisted in confusion as a look of understanding crossed her face. She tried to get up, crawling closer to Octavia. 

"Babe, I'm so scared," Octavia said moving closer to Grant, burrowing her face in his chest. 

"You dare to hurt my woman." He moved closer to her, kicking her in the gut multiple times with force. 

"You said you loved me, Grant. You said you loved me and you loved only me. You deceived me and you started dating my sister. How could you?" She said with tears in her eyes. 

"I married your sister and we're expecting." He said looking at Octavia lovingly, rubbing her flat stomach. 

"You took everything I owned, you betrayed me. You made my life a living hell, and you're married to my sister, and you're having a baby." 

"That's pretty much it."

"You wouldn't believe how your dear Travis is searching for you. He looks so haggard. It's so pathetic." Octavia said with a laugh. 

"That disabled imbecile. He's half of a man and you're nothing. You two deserve each other."

"He's been searching everywhere. He's even threatened me, wondering if I have anything to do with your disappearance, but I sure as hell won't tell him that." Octavia said. 

"Goodbye, sister. It was delightful having you here for a while, but sadly, your time is up."

Octavia reached into her bag, bringing out a pistol. 

Alice's face is covered with fear. "P-please don't kill me." 

"It's a bit too late for that, don't you think."

Two loud gunshots sound and a very shrill scream. Alice's blood is pooling on the floor.