Masked Girl and Her Prince

The glass piece crashed against the wall, breaking into pieces. Her eyes reddened as if the glass piece symbolized what would happen to her tonight.

The guy squeezed her neck, making her turn to him, as he darkly said, "How dare you cut my face! You need to realize that we are not those people who try to flatter you."

He smirked as he further said, "You need to learn a lesson before you pleasure us, young masters."

Stella's eyes finally showed some signs of fear as she witnessed all of them come at her.

She couldn't help but wish that they were here. 

The people who always protected her. Her lips trembled as she struggled weakly making them laugh.

The guy's hand trailed to her hand as he said, " You have a beautiful hand." and he proceeded to kiss her hand making her shiver in disgust.

Sensing her reaction, he smiled as he tightened his hold on her, making her look at him in fear. He smirked as he pressed hard and soon a small crack heard in the alley accompanied by a shriek.

Stella held her hand as she cradled it close to her chest as she bit down her pain. She closed her eyes as she tried to hold it in but tears flowed down her cheek revealing her inner pain.

The guy smiled as he caressed her cheek, "Shssh...It's okay. The pain will go away soon. If you would listen to us, you won't even feel any pain."

She turned away from his hand as she bit her lips. Tears fell from her face as she glared at the crowd. What did she do for something like this to happen to her?

Steve approached her as he smiled and wiped her tears. She struggled to move away but he was holding her in a strong grip. But, her eyes showed signs of defeat, making him grin widely.

Steve ordered his minions to hold her and two people held her hands while another two held her legs. Her eyes opened wide, desperately struggling to free from their grip. 

She didn't want this! She would do anything to let them leave her.

She turned to Steve, pleading in her quiver voice, "Please ...."

Please let me go. Please leave me. 

Steve's eyes darkened at her pitiful state. Since they were holding her, she couldn't cover herself well. And, those ripped pieces fell revealing her body. Coupled with those eyes pleading for him to let her go just made his body fill with excitement.

He wanted to see how she will look like when he was ravaging her. He wanted to see the arrogance in her slowly dissolve into nothing. The very thought of that made his length harden with anticipation.

His hands trailed to her cheeks as he said, "The princess taste would be exquisite."

Stella's body shook as her cries grew louder as she pleaded, "Let me go. Please let me go."

Steve smirked as he grabbed her face and said, "I'm sorry princess. I have been wanting to do this to you from the moment I saw you."

"You know it's your fault that this happened. If only you had accepted me back then, I would have showered you with love."

Stella looked at this crazy guy in horror. 

What did she do that day? Didn't she reject him politely saying she didn't love him? Why was he acting as if I humiliated him?

His face darkened as he tightened his hold, "It's your fault that you always walked with those brothers happily after rejecting me. How could you humiliate me openly like that!"

Stella couldn't believe what she was hearing. His face changed again when his eyes wandered all over her body lustily.

Steve smiled as his hands trailed down her neck to her chest. He squeezed it and said, "So soft"

Stella bit her lips as she struggled hard. He squeezed again and raised his head, "Stop struggling, princess. The night is still young, we have a long night."

Stella saw him move close to her and heard him whisper, "Princess, have you kissed before?"

Her pale expression and her biting made him smile happily. 

"Princess, don't worry. I will take all your firsts and have you remember me throughout your life."

She watched him approach close to her face and felt his hands brushing her lips. Before he moved closer, she bit his hand hard making bleed seep out. Seeing the blood on his hand, his countenance darkened as he landed another slap on her face.

Her face turned aside as her sight blurred. She could hear the ringing in her ears and the faint voice of him saying.

"Bitch, behave or we would sell you to a brothel and make you serve many people."

Her body shook in fear as she struggled. She hated herself for being weak. If she was strong, she would not have encountered this situation.

Her tears fell and she closed her eyes when he saw his hand reach out to her clothes.

She didn't want to see... she didn't want to hear...she want to die before she was humiliated to death.

She closed her eyes tight as tears covered her face, surrendering to her fate. 

But instead of that awaited disgusting touch, she heard him scream in pain.

Stella quickly opened his eyes and saw a coat flung at her. She raised her eyes to see a similar figure stand before her. It reminded him of that someone who protected her always. 

Her eyes blurred as tears fell and her mouth instinctively opened to say, "Zeke"