“Please Liam. Don't” I trailed off looking at his burning eyes.
“You think you can run off” He yelled. His hand curing around the stick. My heart was thumping against my chest, fear was crawling into my heart.
“I am sorry, Liam, Please don't,” I begged to join my hand. Pleading with him to not beat me.
“Now scared” He laughed.
“I won't be ever…” I cut off and a scream echoed in an abandoned place. The burning skin on my shoulder told me it was my scream.
“Sorry, Sorry, sorry Liam” I cried trying to dodge his sticks.
“You fucking bitch, I told you to stay here, and I will think about what I can do for you to not assassinate you, but you're just being a bitch” He yelled and turn my back like always I did whenever I was punished by a stick.
"Bitch” He yelled throwing stick after stick, I felt my body turn numb getting to continue beating.
“This time I won't let it go easily” He yelled, tearing my cloth. My body jerked back, and his cold hand roamed my back.
“I teach you today what happens when you just disobey my single command,” He said, turning me, removing a thin cloth from my body.
"No, Liam" I screamed.
“Why, It was always meant to be mine. Right?” His face had an evil smirk on.
“Please no, Liam. Not like that…” I whispered, hugging myself with my hand hiding my naked self from his burning eyes.
“No Amber… This will only happen like this, You fucking bitch tried to deceive me” He said, taking a fistful of my hair with enough grip to make me cry.