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Prologue
Valerio
7 years ago
My cheek was rubbing on the cold floor. His hands felt like chains around my wrists. His weight suffocated me. I didn’t even try to fight back anymore. I just let it happen. The pain stabbed me.
Again.
And again.
My vision was blurry. I cried even though I promised myself I was not going to. I didn’t want to be seen as weak even when he was doing this to me, but this time I couldn’t hold it back.
Duran Ricci hurt me many times in my twelve years of life. He was not always around, but whenever he visited our home, he managed to catch me alone. I was way too young the first time. Back then, he had more boundaries. He was afraid of someone finding it out. He didn’t want to leave a trace.
He used my hands or just looked at me while using his hands. A few years later, he decided my mouth was ready.
When my mother died, he got braver. He was sure no one was going to know now.
And when my father died, he had nothing left to be afraid of.
I fought back every time. Even when I was too young to fight, I fought.
I failed. He was much stronger.
And because I failed, I never told anyone. I was too ashamed. I didn’t want them to know I was weak.
Now I wish I did. I wish everybody knew I was weak if it was going to stop this.
Ricci’s torture never got better. Every time I hurt. Every time I managed to get through.
This time I didn’t think I could do it. This time was the worst. His body on top of me was crushing me, and his cock inside me hurt like hell, but I could survive this.
I couldn’t survive watching another man on top of my sister.
I couldn’t look away from Verona. She didn’t stop screaming and crying, but it didn’t do anything. The blonde guy on top of her was huge. He held her body down and her legs open. With every thrust of his hips, another painful cry left Verona, and the guy smiled more.
He liked her pain.
I wanted to kill him. I would let them rape me until I was dead, only if they let go of Verona.
I even told them that.
The guy spat on my face. “I don’t fuck little boys.”
Only little girls, then.
Duran’s breath came to my ear as he moved faster. “You like watching your sister, Little Monster? Do twins really have perverted bonds?”
Tears left my eyes. I still couldn’t look away from her pain. This was my failure. I couldn’t keep her save.
Verona didn’t look at me, though. She cried, and sometimes her eyes went to where her body was connected to her rapist. She cried even harder when she did that.
I didn’t look away from her face. I didn’t want to see her blood.
She was bleeding before. When she wanted to come home early, she was embarrassed to tell me she had gotten her period for the first time.
I wish that was the only blood she came across today.
