Chapter 66: A Day and Night of Torture
Melina’s light sobs stimulated Orlando’s sadistic personality.
He squeezed Melina’s waist and threw her onto the bed. As he exerted a lot of force and the bed was quite soft, Melina bounced on the bed and unconsciously wanted to escape out of fear.
Orlando gave her a cold look, then slowly unbuttoned his trousers and lightly shook the belt over his palm.
-My love, come here. Be obedient and don’t make me angry.
Orlando said it in a very affectionate voice, but Melina was paralysed with horror. She didn’t dare move, so she had to shake her head desperately to deny it.
-Don’t make me repeat myself.
This time, Orlando didn’t pretend any more and ordered coldly. Melina trembled even more at his indifferent tone, she wanted to run away, but she had hardly any strength in her legs. And she was so afraid, that she didn’t even dare to cross Orlando’s eyes.
Her mind told her to run and to stay away from Orlando, but her body walked uncontrollably towards him.
-What a good girl! -Orlando laughed and said.
It was a beautiful smile, but his gaze was so sick and frightening, he looked like a lost madman. Orlando tied Melina’s hands tightly with his leather belt and threw her on the bed.
Orlando slowly unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt, watching Melina’s terrified expression.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.
-I didn’t mean to treat you like this, but it’s your punishment for misbehaving,” sighed Orlando, as if he had done it against his will.
He threw his shirt on the floor, then took off his trousers.
-You do know that Feplipe is in hospital, don’t you?
Melina didn’t answer, thinking Orlando was talking to himself. But in the next instant, Orlando’s cruel voice rang out:
-Answer me, do you know or don’t you?
-Yes… I know,” Melina nodded, choking.
-So, you know who made Dad angry, don’t you?
Melina nodded repeatedly and Orlando pursed his lips in satisfaction.
At that moment, Orlando threw his last garment on the floor, looked at Melina as if she were a miserable prey of a wild beast and slowly approached her.
-I have verified that both the publisher and the journalist who published this story have nothing to do with you.
Melina finally regained some sanity and was quite relieved to hear this.
As long as Orlando had no evidence and she did not recognise him, he would not know that she was the person who had planned it.
However, Orlando didn’t care about the truth, because he already blamed her for all the facts – it all started because this shameless whore seduced him!
Orlando was the heir to the Moya family, he was such a proud man, he would never admit his mistakes and if he had to look for a scapegoat, it would be Melina.
-Orlando, I really didn’t expect us to be followed by a journalist. Please believe me, I didn’t do it! I love you and I just want to be with you forever. Why would I do something so stupid?
Melina thought he would stop torturing her with this explanation.
-Right.
Orlando’s answer cheered her up, but as she was about to continue, she saw that this man was looking at her with eyes more terrifying than the devil and said cruelly:
-So what? You are to blame for everything that happened, if it hadn’t been that you seduced me, how would I have published such news?
-No…
But Orlando also committed the crime with her.
Melina admitted that she had wanted to seduce Orlando on his wedding day with Vanessa because of his immense hatred, but if he hadn’t accepted her, there would be no love…
Why did she say she was to blame for everything?
-My love, since you like to seduce me so much, let’s play something exciting, what do you think? -said Orlando with a mischievous smile.
Melina was horrified and desperate, but tried to raise a smile.
-Orlando… you won’t hurt me, will you?
-Of course I won’t hurt you, but I will leave you ecstatic to the most divine paradise,” said Orlando and left.
Shortly, Orlando came out of the next room with a box in his hands. Melina recognised the box, they were adult toys she had bought from abroad to please Orlando in bed, but at that moment they were instruments of torture.
-Orlando, don’t joke with you….
Melina couldn’t believe that Orlando was so cruel to her, the poor thing still had false illusions.
-I’m serious,” said Orlando.
She then opened the box, dumped its contents on the bed and showed them one by one to Melina.
-You bought them yourself, didn’t you? You didn’t get a chance to use them, but now they come in handy. Ha! Surely, a shameless whore like you loves to use these little gadgets.
-I don’t… I don’t want to
Melina wanted to refuse, but it was too late.
It was a day and a very long night…
Orlando was torturing Melina with the instruments in the box, watching the woman scream in despair as he whipped her and painted her skin whitish with the caning. When she tired of her screams, he covered her mouth with the ball, seeing that her face was soaked with tears and drool, that her expression was terrified by the sadistic strategies.
“Noooo!”
Every time Melina passed out from the pain, Orlando would force her to wake up and abuse her again.
After a day and a night of torture, the room used to smell of blood mixed with other ambiguous smells.
Orlando went straight after a shower and left Melina lying like a broken toy on the floor. She was unable to move a finger, even though he had untied her, and her lower body was totally dazed.
Melina widened her reddish eyes that had been watering all night and stared blankly at the ceiling. Suddenly, she began to laugh eerily amidst the stony silence.
-Ha… ha, ha, ha…
That day, Melina almost died in bed and hated to the bone both Vanessa and the Cazalla family. However, she developed a more distorted love for Orlando after suffering these inhuman tortures.
A week later, Felipe was much better and was discharged.
Vanessa was very happy when she received the call from Mercedes and wanted to go to the hospital to take her parents home, but she had a lot of work to do at the Cazalla Group.
Eventually, she had to tell her parents to take extra care of themselves over the phone.
-Director Vanessa, this is the response they sent to our project, they refuted the current project plan and we have to send a new one.
-Was it refuted again?
Vanessa frowned and felt a headache, because this was not the first plan they had refuted, but the tenth! If it wasn’t for this moment of crisis in the Cazalla Group, she would have ended the collaboration.
-They gave many opinions and denied eighty percent of our ideas.
-For God’s sake! I’d like to meet that manager to see what saint he is to ask so much.