Chapter 17

A chill ran down Eliana’s spine at the unexpected mention of Olena Kiley. What? How does Aidan know about her? Olena Kiley...the woman who’d brutally tortured me for two years straight...the woman who’d, along with her lackeys, made my time in prison a living hell… How could Aidan possibly know about a woman like her? Then again, is it really surprising? After all, he’s Aidan Nelson...a ruthless man full of power and wrath...he must’ve been the one who’d got her to torture me…! Aidan huffed when he noticed the fear in Eliana’s eyes - he interpreted it as guilt and horror, guilt and horror that her shameless and indecent acts have been discovered by him. “Now that I’ve said her name, do you really still think that I’m spouting nonsense? My God, Eliana, I really can’t believe you - you must’ve enjoyed your time with her, hmm? The pain that she’d inflicted on you must’ve thrilled and excited you, didn’t it?” What? Why would he say something like this? What is he going on about? Who in their right mind would enjoy such a brutal and torturous ordeal? Eliana couldn’t help but scorn bitterly in her heart. Aidan Nelson, you fucking devil… Aidan got even more worked up with Eliana’s lack of response - “God damn it, answer me, woman! Say something, Eliana, for fuck’s sake!!! Do you really not have anything to say for yourself?” Just then, Aidan surged forward and grabbed Eliana by the throat - before she knew it, the latter was once again being pinned down by the former, this time, onto the bed. “Oh, you like this, don’t you? Doesn’t it feel all nostalgic and wonderful to you?” Aidan spat bitterly, “You sick woman - why didn’t you tell me that you like being used and abused so much? I could’ve given you what you wanted, you know! Did you think that I wouldn’t be able to do that?” Aidan was gripping Eliana by the throat so tightly that he was choking her - the latter felt as though she was on the verge of suffocation. Alas, Eliana didn’t beg or plead with Aidan to let go of her - instead, she glared at him coldly in the eyes. If looks could kill, the latter would probably be dead by now Aidan’s existence alone is torture for me - what more do I have to fear about him? Eliana closed her eyes in agony at this thought. Aidan, on the other hand, only got more infuriated by Eliana’s seeming cockiness and lack of remorse - he couldn’t help but think about just how much he resented the latter. As he watched her face gradually go red from the lack of oxygen, Aidan scoffed haughtily, “Eliana, oh, Eliana - what the hell happened to you? You used to be someone respectable, so delicate and elegant - but you just had to go and wreck yourself entirely! You’re now nothing but a worthless and dirty slut - don’t you feel disgusted at yourself? How does a woman as pathetic and filthy as you even have the nerve to continue living on…” Every single one of Aidan’s harsh words jabbed into Eliana’s heart sharply - the latter was so hurt that she finally couldn’t hold it back any longer as she felt a tear roll down her cheek. As angered as he was, Aidan couldn’t help but feel his heart soften as soon as he noticed that Eliana was crying. No, stop it, Aidan - she isn’t deserving of any of your sympathy at all...remember what she did to you - she’s despicable, shameless and trouble everywhere that she goes… Aidan snarled at this thought as he began to peel the quilt that was covering Eliana off her body - “You know what? Fine - since you like being used and abused so much...why not I help fulfill your wish?” I’m going to punish her - I’m going to make her feel so much pain and agony that maybe she’ll finally wake up and realize just what a horrible and disgusting person she is. And so, Aidan proceeded to violently rape Eliana, sparing not even a shred of mercy for her. … After he was done, Aidan got off Eliana, looking down at her contemptuously as he put his belt back on, “Eliana, you’re really a disgusting piece of shit - shouldn’t you know that by now?” He then walked out of the room and slammed the door behind him without even turning to look back at her. Eliana, who was trembling violently, hastily pulled the covers back over her weary body and curled up into a fetal position. She hugged her knees to her chest and rocked herself back and forth, willing herself to calm down - only to find herself unable to erase the image of Aidan scowling down at her from her mind. Just the thought of Aidan alone traumatized Eliana. Just what did I do to have to go through this? How could Aidan say such hurtful things to me and not feel a thing? Eliana couldn’t hold back the tears that had rolled down her cheeks and stained her pillowcase - she felt so fatigued, weary, exhausted. She wanted nothing more than to disappear from this world, to cease to exist, to be able to start all over again somehow. Eliana felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier - before she knew it, they were starting to droop and she felt herself slowly but surely drifting off to slumberland… … Eliana struggled to open her eyes after a very long time. She groaned slightly as she shielded her eyes slightly from the light that was pouring into the room - just then, she noticed that there was a figure seated next to the bed. The man sitting beside her was not Aidan. Eliana couldn’t help but furrow her brows in confusion as she asked, “Who are you?”