🩸HER. HEARTLESS. MONSTER🩸 (💗He's a psychopath💗)

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Tangled in the web of lust

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Chapter 43~44

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"So you are the daughter of the thief?" Beatrice scoffed lightly and everywhere went silent.

It feels like a whole bucket of cold water has been dumped directly on Melanie's head. Her àss is glued to the stool softener, and her whole body is frozen in shock.

And something close to betrayal.

Nobody else knows about what her Dad did. The fuçking contract she signed states that not a single word of the scandal would go out if she gets married to Thane, it's part of the deal, to save her family from the stigma.

But as she looks at Beatrice who's smirking at her, an overly pleased expression on her face, the betrayal slams into Melanie's chest so hard, it's difficult breathing in air. It's like a layer of her perfect facade has been ripped off and now she's exposed.

And worst of all...... The brothers aren't saying anything, Thane included.

So it's pretty obvious she's the one who's going to stand up for herself and she did, literally.

Jumping off the stool softener, she stalked towards Beatrice who's putting on a big white sleeve shirt, it's creepily familiar and as she got closer, the woodsy scent she's so used to hit her nostrils..... She's putting on Thane's clothe.

Her steps faltered immediately, just a few feet away from Beatrice who's she has come to realize has a tight connection with the brothers. She feels way too comfortable and it only proves one thing.

She's their girl toy. A special one at that.

Melanie clenched her fists.

While she doesn't give a fuçk about the girls Thane has fuçked in the past and before her, it's not exactly a joyful feeling of meeting them physically.

"What did you just say?" Melanie asked, her hardened expression intact as she crossed her hands over her chest.

She's slightly taller than Beatrice, buffer too. Beatrice is like a skeleton, so tiny but yet thick.

Just the perfect toy for Thane King and his stupid brothers.

She has everything needed to have all their attention.

Melanie's heart squeezed at that thought but she forced it down.

"You heard me." Beatrice chuckled lightly. Asserting Melanie from head to toe. "Did you really think you stood a chance with Thane if your Dad hadn't been caught?." She adds with a mocking smirk. "You are not even on his radar, you are just an excuse for a debt."

Melanie's eyes almost watered, her hands over her chest are shaking slightly but thank God nobody can notice.

Melanie's eyes darted to the sleeve shirt Beatrice is putting on and her eyes twitched, why does she suddenly feel cheated on?

"I can't help but notice you sound pained, tell me, are you?" Melanie forced a smirk. "Are you mad that I got to be with Thane despite the fact that you've been his slût?." Melanie adds and Beatrice's smile falls.

"Have been?. Bitçh, you don't stand a chance against me." Beatrice snarled. "You are nothing, so don't get all bitçhy and entitled." She adds.

"I think you are the one acting entitled." Melanie snarked. "I'm the one with the ring." Melanie raised her ring finger like a weapon and Beatrice's face turned red in anger.

The air is thick with tension, the four brothers are seated on each side of the stool softener, watching the whole showdown like a sport, Maverick even has a soda can and he's so engrossed in the banter.

Melanie felt like punching the wall.

Thane isn't even making an attempt to stop the ridicule, like he brought her here to rub the fact that he's a monster who can do whatever the fuçk he likes and she doesn't have anything to offer.

Beatrice here has offered everything to him. Her body included.

"Ring?" Beatrice scoffed. "Baby girl, don't take his pity for pride." She adds, getting in Melanie's face. "You think it's all about you?. You don't expect the first son and heir to the Kings legacy to get an ordinary ring, do you?. It's all for his image. To make him feel good and for you to look like the fool that you are." Beatrice spat and Melanie's eyes widened.

Even the brothers watching refered back at the outburst.

It must have gotten to Thane because he slowly lowered his glass and jumped off the stool softener.

But he's way too late.

Melanie blinked repeatedly, her heart slamming against her chest as shame and disgust floods her eyes, she roughly pushed Beatrice aside and stormed out of the mansion, tears building up behind her eyes as she slammed the door shut.

Beatrice smiled to herself, feeling so good and fulfilled by her choice of words but as she raised her head, Thane's unforgiving eyes clashed with her's and she gulped.

Maverick is glaring at her, so is Knox, and Axel?

He simply stood up and crossed over to the kitchen without a single word from him.

Beatrice knew she had fuçked up, royally and utterly fuçked up but she's not backing down, she placed her hands on her waist and glared at Thane who closed the distance between them.

"What?. You don't expect me to simply let her go after you humiliated me and called me a slût. I had to make her feel useless too, you know." She muttered, smirking at him and Thane's eyes darkened with annoyance.

His eyes dropped to her body, she's putting on his shirt, the one he obviously left behind, how did she get into his apartment?.

"Do you realize what you've just done?" Thane asked under his breath, his anger barely contained and Beatrice gulped.

"Made a point?. Yes, I just told her who the fuçk she is. She deserves to know she isn't worthy of the Kings name, she's just the daughter of a thief and a gambler!" Beatrice blurted and the tearing sound that follows has her gasping and covering herself.

Her eyes doubled up in size as she watched Thane in horror.

The remnants of the sleeve shirt he tore off her body dangling dangerously in his hand and he tossed the fabric aside. Hot venomous glare shooting from his eyes.

"For a cheap slût, you sure do have entitlement issues." Thane muttered and her heart shattered beyond repair.

"What?"

"I have never felt as good as I feel right now with anyone but her. " He snarked. "And how did you know her Dad is a who you claim he is?" He seethe.

"I did my research. You aren't the only one with the right sources in Arlington." Beatrice spat, standing straight in all her naked glory but it doesn't do shît to Thane.

As a matter of fact, none of the brothers are feeling it.

"You are nothing Beatrice, you get that?." Thane smirked. "Her lips were able to do with your pûssy couldn't for years, so yeah, it's safe to say that you are the useless one." He adds and Beatrice's eyes widened. "And your first mistake was looking her in the eyes. My wife, you dared to talk to her?. Insult her?. In my presence?" Now he sounds angry.

Axel comes up behind Thane, his lips sealed shut as he passed a bottle to him and Thane's eyes lightened up.

Grabbing the bottle from Axel, Thane faced Beatrice who's stepping backwards and trying to make a run for it.

"Don't even think about running because you know it's fruitless, it wouldn't take me a minute to figure out where you are hiding." Thane called out and she halt in her movements.

By now, Maverick, Knox and Axel are standing behind Thane, glaring at the girl who just don't know her place and when to fuçking shut up.

"Take this. I want you to drink the whole thing." Thane ordered, stretching out his hand holding up the strange bottle and Beatrice's eyes watered with unshed tears.

"I.... I can't...."

"Fuçking take it!." Maverick snarked and she gulped, dragging on her feet as she gently takes the bottle without any lable.

"Drink it up." Knox muttered, his displeasure clearly visible and Beatrice knew she has forever lost her special freedom with the brothers.

She opened up the bottle, hesitatingly placing it to her lips as she gulped half of the thing down.

"I said drink the whole thing. Empty the bottle and smash it against your head." Thane ordered and Beatrice's eyes widened.

What the fuçk?.

"Beatrice, if you don't do as you are being told to right now, I'm gonna shove that bottle all the way up your àss and it's definitely not going to be a fun experience....... For you." Maverick mumbled with barely contained rage and Beatrice immediately drink the whole thing.

The four brothers watched expectantly.

"Smash the bottle on your head or I'm gonna do it for you." Axel mumbled finally and Beatrice staggered backwards.

She knows Axel. Dated him once and she knows he doesn't make empty promises.

"Do it now!" Knox spat and she flinched, raising the bottle without a second thought and bringing it down on her head.

Hard.

The smashing sound resonated the whole place and Beatrice dropped to the floor instantly, her whole body convulsing and white foam emitting from her mouth.

"What's in the bottle?" Maverick asked, watching as Beatrice's body is reacting to whatever she drank. She's convulsing really bad, shaking furiously and making disturbing noises.

And oh my god.... The blood rushing out of her head would be enough to paint the entire mansion all over again.

"Let's just say she's gonna have real difficulty living a normal life henceforth." Axel mumbled, strolling towards the counter.

Knox smiled, following Axel behind but Thane is heading for the door.

The mansion is saturated in the middle of Arlington's end street, which means literally no one lives close by and Melanie wouldn't be able to find her way back home.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of her." Axel mumbled from behind and Thane gave him a thumbs up, pushing the door open and immediately stepping outside.

No single trace of Melanie.

"Sunshine?" He called out.

He head for the gate and pushed it open, stepping out on the lonely road and looking both ways.

Melanie is gone.

But how?

There's no way she would have been able to walk and there's no commercial transport around here.

Grabbing his phone, he hits her number but it went straight to voicemail.

Fuçking perfect.

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Melanie is huddled up in a cab, luckily, after she literally ran out of the building, she stumbled on a commercial transport, it seems strange because the mansion is literally in the middle of nowhere, Arlington end street, not even birds live there but somehow she was able to get this ride.

And she's fuçking seething.

Anger coursing through her veins and immediately gave way for frustration.... Betrayal.

She couldn't believe what happened to her a few minutes ago.

How Thane and his brothers sat and watched her get ridiculed, they didn't say a word but rather they got comfortable.

The pain slicing through her chest has her biting her lips, looking out the window as the car doubled up in speed.

She's so fuçking pained right now.

And to think she's been slowly falling for his charm. To think that she wants him. To think that she'd willing give herself to him if the opportunity arises.

God. She's an idiot.

A big fat idiot.

"Fuçking Kings." She seethe, trying not to get loud because the pains coursing through her veins is getting too much to handle.

He can go to hell.

They'll can fuçking go to hell. To hell with his kind gestures. His truce. To hell with him.

Taking out her phone, she dials Lucy's number, waiting patiently for a response.

Everything hurts right now.

"Ms Melanie?."

"Can I come over tonight?" Melanie asked, her voice breaking at the edge and Lucy immediately sensed that something is wrong.

"What happened?" Lucy asked, her concern conveying through her voice.

"I will tell you everything once I get to you, can I come over, please?" Melanie muttered, her throat clucking and threatening to close in on her.

"Sure. I'll be waiting." Lucy voiced out and Melanie smiled weakly.

"Thanks." She muttered before ending the call.

Taking a deep breath, she reached out a hand and tapped the driver's shoulder.

"I will be heading to the east side, please." She muttered but the driver doesn't respond.

She immediately perked up in her seat, hunching over and furiously tapping his shoulder.

"Did you not hear what I just said?." She questioned, her heart beat doubled up and fear setting in. "I'm heading for the east side, turn around and change the route." She muttered but the driver simply shrugged. Ignoring her completely.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Everything suddenly changes, the cool air suddenly turned hot and danger strikes, sending Melanie spiralling as she grabbed the door of the car, trying to push it open but it's locked, the windows are tinted. She's trapped.

Realization sets in next.

And a painful, bitter feeling coated Melanie's tongue.

She's been kidnapped.

Right under her fuçking nose and she foolishly fell for it.

Reaching for her phone to call Lucy, the driver tsks, a gun she hadn't noticed before comes into view and she slapped a hand over her mouth in shock.

"If I were you, I'd sit my pretty àss quietly and not make a single noise. This gun is loaded and I won't hesitate to spilt your head open with it." His dark, scary voice reaches Melanie's ears and she cowered on her seat.

What is she going to do?.

She shouldn't have left the mansion but she was so angry that she didn't even know what she was getting herself into.

Gawning hard on her lips, the car suddenly made a rough turn and started bumping up and down, like they are no longer on the highway. Melanie tried steading herself but it's impossible, her phone fell from her grip and she hits her head on the door, groaning lightly as the car suddenly stopped.

"Fuçk." She muttered, holding up her head as her side of the door got opened and a rough hand grabbed a fist full of her hair. She yelped, struggling to free herself but it's useless.

"Let me go!." She yelled. Dragging her feet on the gravel and when she looked around, her eyes widened.

They're at Arlington's lakeside. The biggest lake in the city. It's not that far from the end street.

Those are the most isolated places in Arlington.

Pushing her roughly, Melanie hits the wooden deck with a thud, her bones crackled at the harshness and she groaned. Right above her head where the wooden deck ends is the open water.

"What do you want from me!!!?" Melanie yelled, she doesn't know who are attacker is.

"I'm gonna ask you a simple question, and you better answer me carefully." The man who she now realized has black paint all over his face muttered.

Melanie gulped, leaning on her elbows and trying to stay still.

"Where's she?" The question comes out harshly and Melanie's eyes furrowed.

"Where's who?" She asked, her eyes wide in skepticism as she tried moving back but a larger hand grabbed her legs, shoving her forward and practically holding them apart.

Melanie's eyes turned red as he forcefully fits himself between her legs and she thrashed endlessly, bitting his ears, arms, anywhere her tiny hands can reach.

No. This can't be happening.

"I'm gonna ask for the last time. Where is she?. I know that you know exactly where she's hiding. Where the fuçk is she?" He asked again and Melanie's eyes widened slightly.

And that's when she hinted out her attackers accent.

She's in dip shît, no doubt.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Melanie yelled and a devilish grin pulled up at his painted lips. He's way too huge and crushing her body against the wooden deck.

Melanie tried clawing his eyes but he swiftly caught both hands, pinning them over her head and exposing her even further.

"Don't worry." He muttered darkly, reaching for the hem of her skirt from the side and a tearing sound followed.

Melanie bucked furiously against his hold but he doesn't budge.

"By the time I'm choking the living fuçk out of you and pounding into your tight little çunt to within an inch of your life, you will know who I'm talking about." He muttered and Melania freezed.

Literally.

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Lucy is pacing around in the living room for the past ten minutes, she's been expecting Melanie to arrive by now but no single trace of her is been seen.

"Okay, this shît is getting scary." Lucy muttered under her breath, grabbing her phone and hitting Melanie's number, it keeps ringing without answering.

Lucy gulped, frantically typing on her phone, so many wicked thoughts filling her mind.

What if Thane did something terrible to her?

What if he found out she's coming here and decided to go after her?

What if he has her locked up in a room so she can't leave?

Lucy hurriedly grabbed her jacket, draping it on and covering her cropped top exposing her front-dermal piercings just below her abdomen.

She doesn't wear reveling clothes because of her change of identity. Lucy of fourteen years ago wouldn't mind showcasing the hurtful piercings that she got just to spite her family.

Heading out of the penthouse, she hurriedly takes one of the official car, the key had already been inserted so she lits the thing up and drove roughly out of the house, the speed at which she's driving is so scary and she might get in trouble but she doesn't give a fuçk about that right now.

Peeling off the highway, she crossed over east side and made a sharp turn for the heart of Arlington, VA. Driving into the estate and straight for Melanie's new house.

"Please be safe." She muttered under her breath, driving into the huge mansion and flying out of the car, she got to the door and tried pushing it to open but it's locked.

What?.... They're not here yet?

Crossing over to the driveway, she immediately figured out that a spot is missing, neither Thane or Melanie are home yet. Where could she be?

She swallows deeply, pulling up Thane's number because she has it and hit the call button, it took a few rings for his deep voice to reach her ears.

"What did you do to her?" Lucy immediately blasted, her hands shaking slightly as her hold on her phone tightened.

The call is connected but Thane doesn't say a word.

"Are you deaf!?." Lucy yelled. "Melanie called and told me she's coming over to my house but till this very moment I can't find her. And I know you did something to her so start talking!" She adds, frustration bubbling under the surface.

"I don't know where she is." The reply comes so bluntly that Lucy's eyes widened. He sounds so casual about it, like she didn't just tell him that his wife is missing.

"What are you talking about?." Lucy asked with a broken voice. "She was with you, she's not picking up her calls and now. You are saying you don't know where she is?"

The line is silent for a while. No single sound is been made and Lucy placed a hand on her chest, breathing heavily.

Who is this man?

"If you are worried about her so much, why don't you look for her?" Thane asked and Lucy's lips parted in shock, her eyes widened, her cheeks flushed red with rage and disappointment.

"But she's your wife!" Lucy cried out in pain.

"And I'm no one's bodyguard." Thane's voice sliced through the air over the phone and Lucy actually stopped breathing.

Is he for real?

"You are not worried about her?" Lucy's lips quivered as she asked.

"She decided to be a brat and run off, it's not my problem where she runs to." He simply muttered and Lucy dropped to her knees, causing the delicate flesh to bruise.

"You heartless monster!" Lucy yelled and a dark chuckle reached her ears.

"Feel free to record this conversation and send to it her." He muttered and the line went dead instantly.

Lucy is shaking furiously, her whole body going through aftershocks and she immediately hit the location on her phone, thank God she always has Melanie on a tight leash, she pulled up the tracker and when the red dot starts blinking, Lucy gasped.

"Arlington's lakeside?" Lucy rhetorically questioned herself.

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She doesn't know what she's doing, but getting to Melanie seems very important to her right now.

After the very devastating phone call with Thane, Lucy is on her way to Arlington's lakeside, watching the tracker beep repeatedly on her screen as she rides roughly on the highway, this side of the city is isolated.

What could have possibly happened to Melanie?

Who could be after her?

She doesn't know the nature of Melanie's situation so informing the cops without clear information isn't a good idea, also driving into the deepest part of Arlington alone isn't a good idea.

This is so fuçked up and she doesn't even know what to do if she eventually get to Melanie.

Maybe she decided to run into the woods because she's not comfortable coming over.

That's sick. Melanie would never do something like that, she's a lightweight, She has a lot of phobias and isolation is one of them.

The beeping changed it's direction and Lucy swerved, roughly changing paths and straight into a thick bush, the car is thumbing in different directions, the rough road and sharp edges scratching against the car.

It's getting dark, the evening is creeping in and the lights suddenly dwindled, it's about to rain no doubt, Arlington's rainy days is in full swing and July is hitting the city pretty hard.

Spotting a car been wide open and recklessly parked, Lucy highlights from her's and ran towards the car with her eyes almost bulging out of it's sockets.

"Melanie!" Lucy called out, ripping the passenger seat open but it's empty, Melanie's phone is laying on the foot of the car and Lucy grabbed it hurriedly.

If it wasn't clear before, it is now.

Melanie is in deep trouble.

Pulling up her phone, she dials the emergency number, and at the same time, Melanie's phone started ringing, Lucy squinted her eyes as she checked the caller's ID.

Monster.

Lucy tightened her fists angrily around the phone.

Why is he calling?

Thought he said it's not his problem.

Hitting decline, Lucy waits for the emergency number to connect and immediately it did.

Relief floods through her veins as she opened her mouth to speak but a callous hand slammed against her mouth, her eyes widened and the phone falls from her grip, panic crossing her features as she's pressed against hard muscles.

She's breathing heavily through her nose.

"Not another word." The deep voice penetrates her ears and her eyes widened. "Am I clear?" The question comes and Lucy furiously shakes her head in confirmation.

Holy shît.

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"Help!" Melanie's voice rings through the silent evening, the thick clouds covering the sky as lightening of promising rainfall laminates the sky.

She's been tightly pressed against the deck, her skirt torn from each sides and her lace panty liners coming into view.

"You think anyone will be able to save you from me?" The dark chuckle that reached her ears is frightening. Her strength giving out and her blood pressure rising with each passing second.

"You won't get away with this!" She yelled, suddenly raising her head and headbutting the fuçker roughly.

They both groaned loudly in pain and Melanie actually cut her skin due to the force she used, his hold on her hands tightened and he reached behind him, pulling out the same gun he used to threaten her a while ago and placed it right at the center of her forehead.

Melanie's eyes widened, his huge body looming above her's and when she tried moving, he rocked his hips into flimsy fabric between her legs and Melanie flinched, turning her head and trying to fight the humiliation.

"I'm gonna have so much fun with you." He mused, caressing the gun on her forehead lightly. "But first, I need detailed answers and location. Where the fuçk is Lucien?" He asked and Melanie's eyebrows raised incredulously.

Who's Lucien?

What the fuçk?

"I don't know who that is!"

"You fùçking do!."

"I don't!. I don't know no Lucien!."

"You are being unnecessarily stubborn. You are gonna pay for that and I'm gonna kill you if you don't tell me the truth."

"For fuçk sakes, who are you?"

"Brace up, pretty thing, I'm done being nice."

The thunder that claps across the sky as Melanie fighting harder to pull out, but he's so strong. Tossing the gun away, he pinned her neck to the deck, cutting off her air supply.

The tears she's been holding back finally spills.

And a name she never thought she would call falls from her patched lips.

"Thane!" She cried out but a slap to the face shuts her up.

And as he reached for her top, blood splatters all over her face.

"Argggggg!!!" She screamed in horror, a knife sticking out from her attackers forehead from behind and appearing on the other side right in the middle and his limp body falls directly on her's.

She forces herself underneath his huge body but it's useless, series of footsteps climbing up the deck has her thrashing harder and when his ridiculously huge weight is been pulled away, she weakly gets on her feet with the help of men who looked like social securities.

An helpless cry fell from her lips as she's gently raised and a huge tarp is being placed underneath her feet and a hose connected to the van nearby floods her body, washing the stinky blood away.

"You are safe now, Mrs King."

Who are these people?

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TBC.

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