(The previous book of TMK was reported and taken down by *******, so I'm posting again! It's a lot of work but I don't know what to do except this too!)

That book was 79K views before it got taken down, and it's 1:17 in the midnight, I'm not sleeping before I post all of it.

Also, The book is entirely unedited.

The one I edited was posted before and I kinda didn't save it, so spelling and grammatical errors are gonna be there a lot!

My book TMK was reported in 56 days of writing it! Just WOW!

THE FASTEST EVER? 🤧

Anyways, here's the copy pasted warning.

Sorry, but I don't have time to edit stuff anymore!!

Before you go on I just wanna tell you that dont expect the brains from people in here cause its just a "STORY" and above of all a DARK one, so there are bound to be some scenes having the following..

Rape

Torture

Violence.

Strong Language.

Abuse.

So, if you get triggered easily please dont read it. And yeah, one more thing... Although the girl is being abused and raped by the man but still in the end she CAN end up being with him, so, if you are opposed of the idea you should seriously not read this..

If you dont liked the book please keep your judgement to yourself. Please dont go on writing hate comments.

The character and storyline may be violent and abusive and very sensitive but just because I am writing this doesnt mean that I support this kind of behavior. I like reading these kind of stories and so I am writing it too, I dont support any kind of violence against women Or anyone at all.

In short you just need to remember that this is a STORY! JUST A STORY!!! A FICTION FAR AWAY FROM REALITY.

just like vampires dont exist a prisoner raped and tortured so brutally falling for the man who tortured her dont exist in real world so.... You gotta keep that in mind while you read this and my other dark novels.

Ofcourse, its not necessary that the girl will fall for the guy in the end, there could be any other ending too. I gave you the disclaimer so you wont suddenly become all feminist and start writing hate comments for the novel. I worked hard on this so, if you dont like it, just go! No need to read this..

Sorry If I sounded rude and stuff but I really cannot stand people going all feminist and writing shitty comments for author.. I dont want to be treated like that too.. So, this was important, sorry if I hurt Or offended you anywhere in my disclaimer above.

I know I write a lot of violence, but that doesnt mean my life is dark.. In reality.. my life too is also like a normal average indian girl, who has "overprotective" "shouting all the time parents", (Sorry dad, mom!) and a normal single person's life. I have never seen any kind of sorrows in my life touch wood, definitely nothing anywhere near what I am portraying my characters to go through.

My parents are happy together... Even in my far relations, nobody has gone through broken marriages, abusive relationship and stuff (Touch Wood)... I write this all as a result of my personal imagination.

And, about trigger warning...

Look, sex, is sex.. Just... everyone does it eventually in life.. So, literally I dont find anything "Mature" about it. I will give the trigger warning on brutal scenes... Like the scene which can leave you wondering about the pain, for sometime.. But then again, you have got to remember that,

"THIS IS 'JUST 'A STORY".

I honestly appreciate you guys reading it and commenting it... But then there is nothing as such in real life. So, you dont need to get so emotional after reading the chapter and go on judging me personally..

If you are loving the book, go on read it, comment what you feel about the characters, you can ask me about the novel and stuff... And if you DONT, Just Drop It. I am not forcing you to read it. Drop it and go!

"Please do not write anything hateful and go on judging me... Because its just a story nothing personal."

AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ITS A REQUEST DO NOT REPORT IT, AS IT IS REALLY HEARTBREAKING THAT AFTER SO MUCH HARDWORK DONE, SO MUCH ENERGY AND TIME INVESTED IT JUST GOES DELETED JUST LIKE THAT!!

(And by the way, I am an adult! Entitled to vote, drive, drink and carry a PAN card. Thought I should mention this too)

Thanks for reading.. And this Author note is going in my every "Abusive" type novel.

Sorry if I sound harsh, but this was important..

Anyways, you know Ill always entertain your comments sooner Or later.❤❤

Stella's POV

I died tonight, and my death wasn't an accident. I was murdered brutally by a man after he devoured my body and fucked me brutally inside the woods.

I am Stella Johnson. My parents died five years ago after going through an accident. And that's how our family of four reduced to two, me and my elder brother, Edward Johnson.

We used to be rich but, after the car crash, we had to sell our entir kie property to be able to pay off the medical expenses of our both parents. Too bad, they still couldn't keep up the fight of their lives and died.

After the death of our parents, we were broken. In order to support our family of two, Edward started to work day and night. He would do the newspaper vending in the day time, then he would go to the college, after college he would give tuitions to the kids in order to make some money, and after that at night he would work as a salesman in the supermarket.

I couldn't see my brother overworking like this so I offered to help with paying off my tuition fee so he would at least leave the supermarket night shift and be able to get some good sleep every night.

My friend Cindy's dad owned a bar, as I am just 13, I am not allowed inside a bar, but since I was in need, Cindy's father gave me the choice and let me work at his bar.

Tonight, like every night I was working my shift. It was late now around 2am. Almost the whole bar was empty. There was only a man in his 60's drinking probably his last bear on one of the tables.

As for the bar staffs, only me and another waitress, Jessie was with me.

"Stella, I dont think this guy is gonna go any sooner, I have my kid waiting for me at home! Can you please close the bar alone just for the night?" She asked me.

I can understand how being a single mother must be so difficult for her to do the night shifts leaving her four year old son, Ryan alone at home.

"Dont worry! I got this!" I smiled and took the keys from her gladly.

"Thank you so much sweetheart you are such an angel." She smiled as she walked away.

I sighed and turned my head to look at the only man at the table inside this whole bar with me.

Jess left with a thud sound of the door making the man to notice her leaving and he turned around to the booth to look at me.

I smiled back at him, perhaps he is thinking, now that Cindy left who is going to serve him?

He gestured me to serve him another round of drinks pointing at his empty bottle in his hand.

I walked over to the place he was seated on and extended him the bottle to let him help himself up with the glasses but he extended his glass towards me gesturing me to pour him the alcohol myself.

I didn't mind, as that was my job.

He studied my features as I struggled with the cork to pop open the bottle, I was not good at this as I haven't had a lot of chances in my life to pop open a bottle.

"How old are you?" The man asked me in his stern voice.

"Eighteen!" I lied.

I was told to lie about my age as I was not allowed inside a bar with my real age.

The man chuckled darkly as his eyes wandered around my body and they stopped at my breasts.

"Tell me your real age!" The man said staring at my breasts.

I felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me.

"Thirteen!" I replied quickly as I popped the bottle open now and poured him the alcohol and left the bottle there on the table quickly turning to leave back behind the booth.

There was something awfully weird about this man and so I don't want to be anywhere near him. I want him to leave as soon as he can.

The way he was staring at my body was making me disgusted. I wanted him to just leave as soon as he can.

~~

Adam Walker's POV

This girl is just thirteen but god she has such a nice figure. As she turned around I glanced at her perfect shaped smack-able ***.

I am sure she must be a ******.

And just by the thought of her being a ******, my cock started twitching craving her ***.

I so wanna **** her.

I have the perfect opportunity too. Since she and me, we both are alone in the bar, we definitely won't be disturbed.

Hence, after making up my mind to taste her tight new and ****** ***** I got up and walked across the bar and stood there.

The girl was cleaning up the counter with a napkin. She was bending forwards and her boobs were dropping down touching the counter.

Her boobs were huge and I found myself getting even harder and wanting her even more at a sight like that.

She looked up her eyes to meet mine and I know from her expressions that she has now figured out from my eyes, containing the hunger for her body now.

I could see her getting scared of my looks upon her.

Damn, girls look pretty when they are scared and so does this girl at her thirteen.

"D-do you w-want something s-sir?" She asked me in her cuckoo voice.

"Yes, I do!" I stated.

Since she and me are the only person inside this bar I am going to be very frank with her.

"What is it, that you want sir?" She asked.

"I want to...**** you!" I stated.

Her eyes widened when she heard me and raised her hand to land a tight slap on my cheeks.

Damn her weak hands could still make my cheek sting a bit, but I am going to ignore that for now because, when I make my mood to want to be inside a girl, I do it, by any means.

A smirk pull up my lips when she just stand there watching me with her hot furious eyes as I raise my head to look up at her.

"Baby, you shouldn't have slapped me, now watch how I rape you tonight!" I said as I jumped over to the counter to come in front of her.

She immediately panicked and moved two steps backwards and started to run for her life, but she cannot escape me.. not tonight.

In the running process she hits her legs on a table there and trips to fall on her knees.

I am more than happy to watch her fall like that, it just made my work all the more easier.

I approached towards her with slow step as she starts to cower backwards.

"P-please.. don't." She mumbles.

But watching her like that is making it all the more fun for me.

I pull on her leg and cage her under me with my hands against the ground on the either side of her small figure.

"I don't like my women to say no to me!" I say.

"I am just thirteen. I am like your daughter, please let me go, sir.." She sobbed.

Daughter? Yeah, she is three years younger than my daughter, Amy.

But, that is not something I am going to buy from a ****** pure girl like her..

It has been days ever since I fucked a young and ****** *****.

Her begging won't help.

....................................................................

He pounced on her pulling her and caging her under him as tears and whimpers escaped her lips.

"P-please no!"

"Stop struggling honey, because if you keep struggling.. You will be the one to be in pain. The more you beg me the more I will enjoy." He said.

"N-no!" She mumbled as he took off his shirt and stuffed it into her mouth forcefully making her sound into nothing but helpless cries from behind the rag.

She started to kick her legs around once he got distracted with unbuckling his belt and she kicked hard on his jaw and balls.

He was pushed backwards freeing his grip over her hand

"****! You bitch!!" He cursed at that and she took this opportunity to stand and run when he quickly stood up took off his belt from his pants and landed a harsh whip on her back.

She cried as she fell down.

"You dare hit me? Now watch how I hit you!" He stated as he landed four to five harsh whips on her small fragile body each time the harder than the last.

Her loud shrill cries were filling up the room.

Her thin shirt was now torn with hard whipping and her back stings.

"Did you learn your lesson or not you bitch?!" He grabbed her jaw and spat in her face.

"P-please leave me!" She cried.

She had no more energy to fight back. She was so much in pain with all the merciless whipping he made her to go through just now.

"I was going to leave you after satisfying my lust but no, you had to fight back!" He roared as he grabbed both of her hands together and clamped her both wrists together wrapping his belt around them.

He held the other end of the belt and stood up and started to drag her out of the bar with himself.

Her back frictioned against the floor leaving a trail of blood.

He kept dragging her with himself just like that outside the bar, through the staircase into the woods.. The thorns and rocks hitting her body..

Her shirt was now torn from her backside and her skin was all bloodied.

He held her up and tied the end of the belt he was holding to a tree. She being suspended down from one of the thick branches.

She was now unconscious with the way he dragged her so brutally. But he still cared less about her.

He scooped up both her legs resting them on his shoulder and ripped her skirt and panties off introducing his fingers inside her.

He fingered her until she got wet the right ammount.

She started to gain consciousness now only to find this old man trying to ruin her.

She started to kick her legs and landed her feet right in his face throwing him back to the ground.

While he was pushed down she struggled with the belt to untie her hands but it was too tight to get off.

Mr. Walker now, infuriated punched her tight in her face and stomach.

"You bitch, needs to be disciplined! Be obedient girl!" He growled and took out a small fruit cutting knife from his pocket and dug it deep inside her left thigh.

"Aaaahhhh" Her cried echoed in the woods but Mr. Walker didn't care as he pushed the knife more deep into her now trying to twist it.

"Please! S-stop hurting me... Pl-please!" She grunted as he twisted the knife inside her thighs as brutally as he possibly could ever.

"If you don't want me to hurt you anymore just shut up and stay put!" He screamed pulling out the knife from her thighs.

He trailed his one hand down at her entrance, his fingers entering inside her as he tried to get her wet enough to take him inside her.

"You are just thirteen but god you have a body of a woman!" He stated fanning his warm breath in her ears.

His other hand went up to her shirt as he ripped it off her body exposing her in just her bra.

He traced the knife in his hands along her cheek to her neck to her collarbone going down on her cleavage as he cut her bra off of her body.

"Pl-please.. No! Heeeellllpppp!!?" Stella started to shout now

Mr. Walker crumpled up her bra he cut off of her body and stuffed it inside her mouth making her to stop making noise.

He pulled the end of his belt and she fell down the tree on the ground on her stomach which hurt her.

Mr. Walker then grabbed both of her hand and with her torn off shirt he fastened her wrists at her back.

He now moved her to face him.

Tears non stop flooding from her eyes..

She didn't know a thing about whatever he was trying to do.. With her innocent little mind, she never imagined she would actually be caught up in a situation like this.

Mr. Walker got up as he unzipped his pants and sliped down his pants alongwith his boxer down to his waist.

He then grabbed her closer to him pulling her from her leg and adjusted his hardness to her entrance and pushed himself completely inside her in one go without a warning.

She muffled her cries from behind the rag stuffed inside her mouth.

She could feel that there was liquid dripping down her part and understood that this man has ripped her inside with her blood gushing out.

He didn't let her breath and soon started to hit harder inside her with his speed as fast as possible.

His strong and powerful thrusts were unbearable for a little girl like her and she passed out in the middle of his thrusts but he cared less and he kept using her body for his own pleasure taking her as a ragged doll.

Soon he came inside her.

Next, he flipped her over to her stomach and spit on his erection to lubricate it as he was hoping to enter inside her from behind..

He didn't even bothered to prepare her and in her unconscious state only he forced himself inside her *** and kept moving his hips back and forth until he came.

The girl was still unconscious.

He removed the rag from inside her mouth and untied her hands from her back after he was done raping her.

He then picked up his pants and took out the alcohol bottle from inside and sprayed it over her face to wake her up from her unconscious state.

She woke up with a jolt to find herself in the woods with this old man, her insides throbbing with immense pain.

"Get on your knees" He commanded but she refused to follow.

She could not even move she was so much in pain.

Her throat had dried and she kept sobbing silently hugging herself curling inside.

He yanked her up holding her from her arms and made her to sit on her knees and forced his erection inside her mouth..

He grabbed onto fistful of her hairs to hold her face in place and stated to push hard and hard inside her mouth..

Soon he released himself down her throat..

As he pulled out she coughed.

The man grabbed onto her hairs to make her stand up, took out his fruit cutting knife he had and slit her throat in a jerk.

He loosened his grip on her head, and she fell on the ground, DEAD.

He wore his pants and took out a cigarette to light it up.

He sucked up once onto his cigarette and then he threw the cigrette onto her body...

The alcohol sprayed over her face caught up with fire from the burning cigarette soon burning her body into ashes.

He then picked up all her clothes lying here and there throwing inside the fire he turned to leave from there.

Not even bothered about the body he just set on fire there.

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Hey ladies,

so... Umm for the record, this is my first ever dark romance that I wrote... About in the year 2019 June-July I guess.. I'm not sure...😅😅

Also, English isn't my first language so there could be spelling and grammar errors in here too.

Since this was my first book in dark genre, there maybe a few lack of expressions and stuff.. But I've tried my best.

Hope you all like it.

Amy's POV

I was awakened up by the morning rays seeping through the glass window of my room falling directly over to my eyes making them burn.

I pulled myself up kicking the blanket over, got freshened up, did my morning buisness and changed into the dress I was going to wear today in college.

I looked beautiful as usual.

I climbed down the stairs and like every morning was welcomed by my father cooking in the kitchen for me.

I hate him so much.

You ask why?

Because I know what kind of a filthy man he is.

He has joined the mafia seven years ago which killed my mom.

Ever since my mom died he has been taking care of me in every way possible.

He would cook for me, do the dishes, clean the whole house.. I never helped him in any of these works, because I blame him for my mom's death.

If only he had not joined mafia back then, my mom would have been alive but he never complained.

"Come on Amy, your breakfast is ready, your favorite, scrambled eggs and toast. Eat them up before they get cold" He said and I walked over to the kitchen hearing him calling me for the breakfast.

I noticed nail scratch marks over his neck area and I knew what he did.

"I don't want to eat whatever you cook!" I said turning back to leave.

He walked upto me and held my hand from behind to stop me from leaving.

"Amy, what's wrong?" He asked.

I can't believe this man. Does he think I don't know anything.. Or he expect me to avoid every fcking details and pretend to be his happy daughter blessed with an ideal father?

"What's wrong you ask?" I stood and crossed my arms looking at him seriously now.

"Where were you last night?" I asked.

I know he had forced a woman once again or maybe killed a woman brutally..

Why does he do that?

Why is it so important for him to remain inside the mafia and commit these crimes?

Why can't he leave everything and think about me... His ONLY daughter??!

"I was at the bar!" He replied avoiding looking into my eyes.

"Doing what?" I demanded again.

"You don't need to know!" He said strictly glaring back into my eyes.

"Dad! I know what you must have done last night! You are my only family, and I am living under your parenting that is why I neither can report you nor can I leave you, but the days you are going to commit a crime.. I am not gonna look or talk to you, neither am I going to eat all the stupid stuff you cook for me!" I said and stormed off the door leaving him standing there.

I was fuming with rage.

Why does he not stop?!

I know since my mom died he had kept me safe and protected. He does all the housework so I don't have to work hard, he buys me everything I want without even making me to ask him to buy for me..

He is a good father..

But a good man?!

Isn't he supposed to be that too?

~~

Edward's POV

Stella had told me that she would go to a friend's after bar for a sleep over party so, I wasn't really worried about her as I thought she was safe with her friend she is at.

She didn't call me because I cannot afford a personal phone for her too.

Today, I got up at dawn and headed for my first job in the day that is, 'newspaper vending'.

That also did go as my workout sessions.

After the vending I headed home, took a shower made myself some Cornflakes and milkshake, eating them I headed for my college after locking the door and hiding the keys in the bushes.

Soon I reached the college and at the gate I spotted her.

Amy Walker.

She is the most beautiful girl of our college.

I still remember the moment I bumped into her and the way she kindly gathered up my stuff for me from the ground and handed to me with her enchanting smile..

I was mesmerised with her from that very moment.

But Amy Walker is way out of my League.

She is beautiful and RICH.. whereas I, am just an orphan who has to go through multiple minor jobs to keep affording mine and Stella's tuition fee, house rent, electricity, water, food and other bills, a princess like Amy would not have even heard of.

Besides, she already has a boyfriend..

Chris Donaldo.

Amy was alone when I spotted her..

Sitting inside our open air cafeteria using her phone wearing a white dress...

She was beautiful.

To add upto it, Chris came in behind her and screamed in a loud voice suddenly bringing his face in the crook of her neck.

"Bhhoww!"

She acted scared and she looked around spotting Chris smirking at her on his little victory of being able to scare her suddenly.

She punched on his chest a few times playfully pouting at what he did suddenly scared her so much and he tilted her chin upwards to kiss her.

She didn't resist him and kissed him back wrapping her arms around his neck.

If only I could be the Chris of her life..

but I know, I am just dreaming.

A princess like Amy, would never fall in love with a peasant like me!

I took my eyes off them ignoring my feelings

I walked inside the classroom after checking my schedule for this semester, I had English First.

The room was filled when I came in and there was only one bench empty at the back.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw Amy walking inside the classroom after me approaching to the bench I was settled on.

Her eyes seemed weird as if she had cried a lot and her nose was pink too.

I knew she had been crying.. But why?

My heart ached watching her like that.

Amy is my princess, I don't like to watch her sad... Or crying.

She settled besides me taking out her phone she kept staring at it saying nothing. I desperately wanted to initiate a conversation with her but it was like my lips were glued preventing me from speaking

"Hy!" She said and snuffles as if she was controlling herself from breaking down in front of a stranger like me.

"Hy, Edward Johnson." I said and immediately and realised, my tone sounded desperate.

She didn't say anything, just smiled a little halfway. It seemed as if she was forcing herself to talk to me so that she could distract herself from something..

But what could it possibly be?

"If-If you don't mind.." She said and snuffled again, "Could you join me for a cup of coffee after class?" She asked.

I was shocked at her sudden offer like that...

Is she kidding me?

Or is she in love with me?

Or is it that her boyfriend dumped her so now she is Looking for a replacement?

I would happily replace Chris in her life if I have to.

"S-sure!" I said trying to control myself from giving her a weird expression.. I definitely did not want her to snap out..

Not when she herself offered to have a cup of coffee with me.

Amy's POV

Me and Chris were fine, after he kissed me he extended his hands forwards revealing my favorite flavor of beer he brought for me. Though the college didn't allow beer in the campus, we kids always find a way to break the rules.

I certainly needed this beer can right now as I was really stressed out at my dad.

I don't appreciate anything he is doing right now, he doesn't even realise that with his immortal actions like that he is also putting my life in danger.

Though he has kept me secured from so long... But, how would you know about tomorrow?

I certainly do not want to date someone like my dad and end up committing suicide like my mom.

Chris was completely opposite to my dad. He was charming, sweet, and kind unlike my dad who is only a ruthless monster thrashing people around.

But there are a few similarities between Chris and my dad too, both the men understands me better than myself and give me what I need without even me needing to ask for them.

Thank god, I have Chris with me.. I am just waiting to graduate from here.. Two years and I'll move in with Chris and start over without the shadows of my dad.

Chris and I have talked about it.

He is an orphan, and I am practically an orphan too with my mom dead and a dad like that.

Chris sat down in front of me popping open his can and gulped the whole can up in one go while I watched him amused as usual.

This stuff burns so much down your throat, How does he even do that?

I have no idea.

Anyways, he understood my look and laughed it out his fingers went into my hairs and he started playing with my hairs.

I loved it when he did that.. I didn't had the kind of parents to caress me, so whatever I got from Chris in the name of caressing, I took it all and saved it in my heart deep.

After I finished my can the TV in the canteen switched onto a News Channel with its volume up. Both me and Chris turned up our head to hear the reporter speaking.

"The girl is identified as Stella Johnson. She was only thirteen years old- a minor. Yes, A thirteen year old kid was brutally raped and killed in the woods last night. After looking at the evidence it has been said that she was beaten up by a belt and her neck was slit. The sinner had alcohol spread on her body and burnt her body into ashes. It is said that she used to work in a bar nearby. The investigators has also found a man's shirt from the bar which the man must have dropped there in the process of struggling. The shirt also has a Special embroidery done and it's a sign of 'A'."

The screen displayed the picture of embroidery and I felt like my whole world came crashing down.

This patern was made by my mother on my father's shirt. It was his favorite shirt.

I know my father... He cannot rape a thirteen year old.. The girl was even younger than his own daughter!

How could he have the heart to do that to a poor little kid..?

How could he be so nice with me, his own daughter and so CRUEL to that poor girl... who was three years younger than me?

I couldn't stop my tears but I also did not want Chris to notice me crying.

And so, I immediately stood up and walked away in the direction of my next class.

I could hear Chris calling me from behind but right now.. I need some distraction and a boring lecture may help.

I went inside the classroom which was completely filled with only one seat left besides the loner of our class...

Edward Johnson.

He is cute by the way, actually way cuter than all the boys in here. But, I have heard weird rumours about him saying that he likes to be alone and that he do not likes to interact with people but I don't know why I just think he just don't know how to make friends yet.

I have heard that his parents died and after that he became so broke with a younger sister to look after, I think it's not about him liking the loneliness, it's about the responsibilities he had to handle before time that just made him turn into what he has become.

Anyways, I have never been near him so I don't know a thing about him.

I just came down and sat besides him. I scrolled down my phone but my phone was filled with notifications of how that thirteen year old was raped and murdered.

I could not look more into it and loathe my dad again and again. I was just wasting my energy!

He would never stop doing it anyways, I have tried every means now! Even quit food but he doesn't budge! It's like he is addicted to committing these sin.

I shut my phone and looked over to Edward.

He appeared to be startled suddenly and I just knew he had been staring at me.

I thought about hanging out with Chris but he was busy nonstop till 4pm and until then I would just die with this anger building up inside me for my dad.

Hence, I offered him to have a cup of coffee with me.

He appeared to be more than happy about it.

And soon, we were in the Cafe.

~~

Edward's POV

All of this appeared to be like a dream.

My Goddess was sitting in front of me sipping on her latte. The way she kisses the brim of the cup I couldn't help wishing if I could switch places with that cup.

I would gladly do that if I am asked for. Given, she should be the only one to kiss the brim of it.

"Thank you for bringing me here!" She said without a smile.

She is really disturbed about something and wondering what it could possibly even be? was starting to disturb me as well.

"Is everything Okay between you and..." I hesitate a little before completing my question, "Chris?"

She looked up at me suddenly from her cup and smiled, "Yeah! Chris and I are beautiful together!" She said.

I couldn't help but feel irritated at that.

But I can't help it! I cannot force her to love me... She is a princess and I want to treat her right!

"So, tell me? Do you have friends in here?" She asked failing the attempt to sound cheerful. I could see the pain in her eyes.

"No! Nobody really likes to talk to a peasant like me!" I said.. I don't know where did that came from, I just couldn't help but want to be close to her, half my sorrows with her and double my happiness with her.

"Why would you say that?" She kept her coffee cup down and looked at me.

I don't want her to look at me like that.. Like, she is feeling sad for me! I want her to adore me, but I don't think that would happen here.

Just when I was about to answer her my cellphone rang. I excused myself and walked in the corner to attend the call.

It was Lily, Stella's friend she was supposed to go over to last night.

As I picked up the phone she cried her eyes out. That scared me but then I heard her saying...

"Bro-brother Edward, S-stella was murdered in the woods last night. She never came to my house! I am sorry! Her-her b-body is at p-police station!"

My Cell phone fell from my hand on the floor and it broke.

I cared less about the damned phone right now, my sister...

Who after my parents died, became like My daughter, DIED?

My mom ordered me to take care of her as a father for the rest of my life, DIED?

The girl I used to get up and fight every single day of my life so that she, she could be in Peace and happy.. DIED?

I couldn't hold anymore any longer after hearing what Lily had told me.

I somehow managed to hold myself together hoping whatever Lily told me just now turns into a lie..

Hoping, maybe, she must have mistook Stella with someone else...

My baby sister doesn't deserve to die....

I went over to the table and scooped up my bag from the chair I was seated into. Amy looked up at me confused.

"Are you leaving? Is everything okay?" She asked in her sweet voice.

I wish I could spend some more time with her but right now, I have something really important to go to.

"Uhh.. Yeah, I... I kinda have an emergency. I am really sorry Amy, I never wanted to ditch you like this." I said meaning every word I said.

"That's okay! I hope everything would be positive." Amy stood up, scooping her bag too she said and we both walked together to the cafe entrance and then parting our ways.

~~

Amy's POV

The moment I left the cafe I started getting calls from my father.

I was in no mood to pick up his calls. He was just so irritating right now I could talk to anyone but him.

I don't even wanna look at his face, forget talking.

But his continuous calling me was getting on my nerves and so, I finally picked up

"Thank god Amy, you picked up!" Dad said taking a deep breath.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Did you eat something?" He asked ignoring my question.

"Cut the crap Mr. Walker! I don't consider you as my father anymore!" I said.

"Amy, why are you getting so infuriated?" He asked.

"Seriously, dad? Do you think I don't know what you did? You're a robber, you're a gangster, you're a murderer, you're a rapist too and now you raped a girl even younger than your own daughter? Tell me how should I consider you as a father, huh? Am I even safe with someone like you? Why dad..." I just couldn't hold it inside me any longer..

I started crying over the phone.

My dad is the most horrible person in this world.. Now, I know this.

"Amy, I won't ask for forgiveness, but please, the things I did, for that do not punish yourself like this. You haven't eaten anything since morning, and I am really worried about your health. Don't talk to me if you don't want to but at least eat something!" He said

Ofcourse! He cares for me!

But it would be so much better if he could be a little more considerate of other people too.

And why does he do this.. Why??

"I'll eat, fine? First you tell me one thing... Why?" I asked again.

I know he won't answer like always but still I keep trying.

"Amy, I love you. You're the only person I care the most about in this whole world. Please eat something. For the sins I commited, you don't have to pay the price. Eat something please!" He said and hung up.

I was so mad at him. And he is right too!

Why should I punish myself for his deeds?

He won't become sane..

He would not change!

And I know this for a fact.

My stomach growled loudly and taking this as a signal from the universe, I headed back into the cafe and ordered my favorite Pepperoni Pizza and a Cheese Cake with a Hot Chocolate.

The combination was weird, I know.. but nothing in my life was normal too, except Chris.

Two years more, after that I'll have nothing to do with Mr. Walker and his shadows.

........….........

After eating so much I was full upto the brim.. The food kind of helped me to become sober too, to take my mind off certain things.. Involving my dad and his dark world.

Just when I came out of the cafe an hour later and started walking towards our college gate with slow steps enjoying the cool soothing breeze, I felt a hard hit at the side of my head and soon I slipped into the darkness.

~~

Edward's POV

One look at my sister and I was devastated.

She was there, her body was half burnt.. She was *****, the clothes they had found was thrashed and burnt.

I couldn't help but taking that piece of cloth in my hand sink to the ground and cry.

A police officer put his hand on my shoulder for sympathy.

"Don't worry son.. everything will be alright!" He said.

Alright?

How will any of this ever become alright?

I lost my sister, my only family..

The only person in this whole world who reminded me that I have someone to look after, to turn to, to care for, to call my family.

After her, now, I was completely alone in this world...

And this man tells me everything would be fine?

"How did this... happen?" I asked my voice breaking.

"Your sister's body was spotted by the woodcutters in the dawn. We examined her body and it has been found that she was beaten by belt, her hands were tied to a tree, she was raped and then her neck was slit. After she died, alcohol was sprayed on her body and then she was burnt."

Something inside my heart just broke when I heard the officer explaining how brutally she was killed.

She was just thirteen, a minor. My baby sister!

She didn't even grow up so much to understand anything and was raped by a man like that?

What kind of a black hearted guy he must be to trash a little girl like that?

"Do you... Happen to know who could be behind all of this?" I asked, with my dried throat

"We do not have evidence as such but I guess, there could possibly be only one man behind this brutality, 'Mr. Adams Walker'". The officer said.

His voice contained fear in it, fear of Adams.

So, that sick bastard is a mafia?

I don't care!

I fucking want to avenge my sister!

I fucking want to inflict him the pain my sister went through... multiplied into infinity.

I just have to know that bastard's weakness.

I didn't react much and heavy footed got up to sign the papers so that I could take my sister's body for the funeral.

But, I have vowed to not bury her in peace unless I send that Adams Walker in hell with infinity times the pain he caused to my sister.

At the doorstep I accidentally overheard two cops talking amongst themselves

Officer 1: "Poor boy, he was an orphan and used to work day and night for his and his sister's future. I really pitty him."

Officer 2: "Yeah, and it's sure that Adams is behind this, didn't you see, how he came in the afternoon to collect his 'A' marked shirt, the evidence against the criminal and nobody even tried to arrest him? He appears to be a really powerful guy!"

Officer 1: "Isn't there anyway to take him down? Maybe he has some weakness?"

Officer 2: "Weakness? Adams?? I don't think so... But I have heard he has a daughter. Amy Walker. Man, that girl is pure soul. Poor girl is stuck with a monster father like him."

Officer 2: "But, I have heard Adams loves his daughter a lot and that he would do anything for her!"

Officer 1: "Who wouldn't? A father can certainly do anything for his child!"

Amy Walker?

So, Amy is Adams weakness?

I'm sorry Amy, but I have to use you to avenge my sister!

I hate the guy who hurt my sister!

She was like a daughter to me!

And your father, killed her!!

I'll do anything to avenge my sister from your father.

I'm so sorry Amy, but you and your father need to pay the price