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SCARRED ROSES, BURNING VENGEANCE

Chapter 2 HELL

Word Count: 1092    |    Released on: 16/04/2025

nor'

ough me like wild harmeterrm fire. My arms lay motionless and unmoved. My legs felt as though th

of shadow and dime light. The ache in my head was so overwhelm

As much as I

ened, I saw them. And that'

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tied behind me, and my body was weakened from hunger and exhaustion. The odou

Three men.Filthy, o

dy like insects, their la

p closer. His breath was a mix of alcohol and somethin

, but my muscles refused to respon

cing my face with his fingers. I

ed. "I bet she scr

taste blood. I would not give t

hem.Not f

idiots, unzipped his pants. My hea

ot t

oo weak, my limbs unresponsive. The cold floor brush

through

t stron

t

would

first man chuckled, steppi

my body trembling w

been out for two days. No food, no water. She'll

ELL NO That wou

raping against the concrete dirty floor.

ing, the humiliation heating me more than any physical pain

as they degraded me like an animal like I

refused to let them fall, I will never appea

make them feel special. And I woul

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teeth and greasy hair, seized

ot even a little?"I spat on his ugly-looking

nd sending me crashing against the cold, dirty floor.

for l

't finishe

my hair and dragging my head back. His finge

urselves before t

fr

nc

ir

had destroyed my life, that bastard, he has made me

s. They thought I had nothing

hing else, I still had hate. An

ng. The men recoiled like startled roden

d and far more threatening than th

nt Mo

t stepped into a den of filth and cruelty, that furkin bastard. He radiated

ply ex

n my disheveled state, the urin

he si

. "Did I give you per

en te

bos

an who spoke, and he fell silen

eaten. His mere gaze

his voice smooth and calm. "Especially not when

bu

They weren't merely holding me here

eside me. He wasn't like the other

ply ob

murmured. "Interesting."I remained silent. I w

ne very happy."Something withi

ndition, I moved swiftly, teeth bare

nt. Then pain exploded in my ribs. Vincent's fist

rring. Vincent straightened his suit with a si

ell."His smirk widened. "Oh, darli

er wants her looking... presentable.

to a property. But what Vincent didn't know, wha

be sold off. I was a storm. And stor

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SCARRED ROSES, BURNING VENGEANCE
SCARRED ROSES, BURNING VENGEANCE
“She offered him her heart, her trust,her everything and her soul only to face betrayal, heartbreak, and being discarded as if she meant nothing to him. Eleanor Sinclair was once a delicate, vibrant quiet woman who loved intensely and wholeheartedly, but love caused her immense pain and regret. Married to the ruthless, wicked and influential Damian Blackwood, she suffered through his cold indifference, harsh words, and the stifling loneliness of an absent and void love. When he wrongfully accused her of infidelity and cast her away, she lost everything: her dignity, her aspirations,her goals, her life maybe and the child she was carrying. Left for dead, Eleanor faded from existence, but she didn't die. Instead, she emerged from her suffering, forged in the fires of pain and revenge, becoming the very nightmare of the underworld. No longer the timid,weak woman pleading for affection, she returns years later, powerful and driven by a singular mission: to destroy the man who ruined her life,to kill him and burn him if possible. However, Damian Blackwood is unlike any other. Ruthless, strategic, and more dangerous than before, he never expected the woman he once threw away would come back stronger, more lethal and dangerous, and beyond his reach. The moment he lays eyes on her again, he recognizes his error. She was never the weak one he was. Now, he's determined to pursue her, to plead, and to break every rule to reclaim her for good. But Eleanor has no heart left to offer. Not while the fire of revenge still courses through her veins. He feels regret. She seeks vengeance. Let the pursuit begin...”