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Clarabelle sighed heavily. "Why didn't you tell me you were raped?" She queried.



"I was scared he'd kill you if he finds out I told you."



"It's not like I'm gonna spread it all over the universe. Since I knew the Escobar's, I have never for once liked Micheal. He is such an arrogant, wicked bastard." She cursed. "Go ahead, clean up so we can get the fu*k out of here."



Anastasia changes her cloth to the new one Clarabelle brought for her. She used the old one to clean the blood stains on her legs, before putting on the sanitary pad.



Clarabelle helped her dispose the stained cloth some where no one would see it.



"Now that Pablo knows, this should be just between the three of us, no one else is to know about this."



"Do you think he's gonna let this go?"



"Pablo?" She asked.



"I don't think I can trust him that much, seeing the look on his face, I'm s







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Pablo was returning to his room when he met Anastasia coming from the opposite direction.



They were now standing before each other, Anastasia noticed the bruises on his face, she asked.



"What happened to your face? Did you get into a fight?" She frowned. "You told him, didn't you?"



"I didn't. Like I promised, I didn't tell him."



"Then why do you have the bruises on your face?" She asked, pointing at his face.



"Because we fought, but not because of what happened to you. He started it after all, because I said some thing that really got him pissed off. So I guess we both deserve what we got."



"I'm not so surprised, you do have a bad mouth." Pablo rose an eyebrow at her. "What happened?" She asked.



"I saw him heading towards the basement, I thought he was going to do the same thing to you so I had to follow him. Fortunately, you weren't there."



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Vito and his men were all making merriment of their victory against Jonathan and his men that. But the secret of what happened, concerning Micheal sneaking out wasn't known to him yet.



They were drinking and smoking and eating and more were served to them. The atmosphere of the room was polluted with the smell of whiskey and cigarettes. Vito lost appetite in eating, all he did is to smoke and drink.



Pablo excused himself to the operating room to see how tight the security was and if there was an intruder in the house. When he saw that every where was calm, he left the operating room, heading back to the dinning room.



On his way, he saw Anastasia walk into the sitting room, her hand on her waist like she was forcing herself to walk. He thought maybe she was sick or some thing, so he watched her to see where she was going to.



Clarabelle saw Anastasia, noticin

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Clarabelle sighed heavily. "Why didn't you tell me you were raped?" She queried.



"I was scared he'd kill you if he finds out I told you."



"It's not like I'm gonna spread it all over the universe. Since I knew the Escobar's, I have never for once liked Micheal. He is such an arrogant, wicked bastard." She cursed. "Go ahead, clean up so we can get the fu*k out of here."



Anastasia changes her cloth to the new one Clarabelle brought for her. She used the old one to clean the blood stains on her legs, before putting on the sanitary pad.



Clarabelle helped her dispose the stained cloth some where no one would see it.



"Now that Pablo knows, this should be just between the three of us, no one else is to know about this."



"Do you think he's gonna let this go?"



"Pablo?" She asked.



"I don't think I can trust him that much, seeing the look on his face, I'm scared of what he's up to." She said terrified.



"I trust Pablo. Despite how hurt he felt to see you blee

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