Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

My hands beside me tightly gripped my skirt and I tried to soothe my fear and steady my erratic heartbeats.

This was a completely unfamiliar world and a scary one too.

"Kneel down," I flinched when I heard him behind me.

I obediently knelt down, wincing slightly as the hard floor scraped my knees.

Tavon nodded in satisfaction, his eyes shining with a strange light, "You're obedient, good."

He walked to one side of the room and picked up a whip. Goosebumps spread all over my skin as he approached me, his frail hands holding tightly to the whip.

Before I could process what was about to happen or make an attempt to protest, he raised his hand, a wicked glint in his eyes and he lashed the whip harshly on my bare skin.

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My back arched as I tried to get away from the stinging pain and my scream resounded in the the pain spread through me, tears prickling behind my eyes.

"Do you like this?" His voice was harsh, his eyes filled with morbid excitement.

How the fuck am I supposed to like that?!

My scream seemed to delight him and edge Tavon on and he lashed even harder. The whip curl around my back, leaving a stinging breath that made it hard to breath for the first few seconds. This was the worst treatment I had ever received. I couldn't help but curse Dylan. Damn him to hell and backBelongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Why hadn't he told me that Tavon was a sexual sadist?! He didn't think the gift needed to know the details of its new owner? Fuck him him for making me wear a backless dress.

I closed my eyes tightly, unable to stop the tears that streamed down my face or the silent sobs that wracked my body.

I didn't want to see Tavon's sick smile and disgusting face as he continued to wreck and pain havoc on my body.

Fortunately for me, Tavon was old so he got worn out after a few minutes of whipping and began to pant heavily.

He traipsed to the bed with the whip in his hands and took a few breaths to rejuvenate himself.

After a few minutes, he walked up to me and I almost pleaded with him to not hit me again because I thought he was going to continue what he stopped, instead he gently stroked my cheek. I closed my eyes

in relief.

His fingers brushed over my tears and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, seemingly satisfied with my pain and his ability to inflict it on me.

"You're a good girl, Sydney," he said, "I like you."

My eyes flew open and I saw that his face was very close to mine as he bent to my face level. I saw the

sick obsession and glint in his eyes and I struggled to tame the urge to gag.

I forced myself to smile and whispered in a rough voice, "I hope you're satisfied, godfather."

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Instead of giving me a response, he rose to his full height with an effort. My eyes widened as he unbuckled his belt, pulled out his flaccid and wrinkled genitals such that it was dangling before my With an obscene look in his eyes, he ordered, "Open your mouth."

For the first time, utter regret washed over me.

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This was a stupid plan. A dumb plan that would yield nothing. I should have just resigned to my fate and accepted that Lucas and I were done. I shouldn't have left my hometown to come to this damn Italy! Unfortunately, reality was already bearing down on me, harshly showing me what it really was and I had nowhere to run to, nothing to do but to stick to my dumb plans and try to get out of this alive. He pinched her mouth hard and as I winced at the pain, I was forced to open my mouth when suddenly the door was kicked open.

I've never appreciated an interruption so much.

The both of us turned to the door and a young woman stood on the doorway. Her tight leather clothes beautifully showcased and molded her perfect curves. I frowned at the mask she had on and the whip in her grip, the whip was similar to the one in Tavon's hands too.

When she spoked, she did so with authority and regality, like a queen. "Tavon, do you want to die? How dare you cheat on me!"