Delana's POV

"Get your hands off me! Leave me alone!!" I screamed, crawling away from the man who towered over me.

"Respect yourself, girl!" That deep voice I knew too well roared at me and I squirmed in fear, shivering under him and trying to get away.

"Leave me alone please! Get your hands off my body please!" I screamed again, swatting my hands in front of him as if to shield him from touching my body.

But my attempts to stop the worst thing to ever happen to me were futile. Tonight was going to be the night I'll lose my virginity, my dignity, and my pride and it was to the man I called boss.

And I wouldn't lose it in a beautiful way to the man of my dreams, but instead in a cold room with little light peeking from under the doors.

I felt his hand roam over my skin and a bolt of irritation shot through me and I started to cry, desperately trying to get away.

"Shut the hell up! Just spread those legs for me right now before you regret it! Don't try to waste any more time. I'll pay you for how long you stay." His dark voice whispered in my ears and soon I was pushed down to a huge bed. My fear intensified.

I let out a painful scream when he pinned my hand above my head, pinching into my skin painfully as I could see a hint of smirk on his face as his other hand started to travel down my body.

The images became blurry and his finger found my lower region, a cry escaped my lips but every part of me didn't fight anymore.

"No! N-no, please!" I started to plead. " I never took anything! Stop sir! P-please stop, sir!" I cried, feeling every last shred of pride tear me apart as I tried to understand why this was happening to me.

My eyes found him in the dark, and I could feel the lust radiating from those green orbs, his sloppy blinking made me realize he was drunk also.

"Do not say that I didn't warn you! Get those fu¢king hands off this instant! I've paid and you must deliver!" He spoke fiercely, his hands digging into my thigh and forcing my legs apart.

A shiver of fear shot up my spine and I started to wail at the thought of the pain waiting to be endured.

"Let go! Let go of me s-sir! S-sir! Leave me alone please! No! I didn't take anything! Let go of me! God no! Oh God! Oh my God! N-no! Get your... Ahhhhhhh!!" I screamed into the night, pleaded for mercy, but none was given to me.

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It was another day. Another painful reminder that I was still alive. And I knew exactly how the day would turn out as nothing exciting ever happened to me. I was a college student in my final year and my day was made up of studies and homeworks.

I rose from my bed and looked down at myself in my mirror, my black hair fell past my shoulders and my blue eyes stared back at me. I looked identical to my twin sister and sometimes my mother got confused.

Sighing, I made my way downstairs for breakfast. I rubbed my eyes gently when I heard a loud voice targeted at me.

"Who did this?!" I looked up to see my mom staring up at me angrily while pointing to one of her favorite cups that lay broken on the table.

"It's you, right?! I know it's you again Delana!" She yelled at me and I staggered backwards away from her reach.

It was one of those times I got blamed for my sister's mistakes.

"M-mom? I-I..." I started to say when she closed the space between us and a stinging sensation filled my left cheeks.

My eyes watered as I raised my palm to my cheek to soothe the pain when I heard soft giggles behind me, I didn't need to turn to know it was my twin sister.

"Do you want to cry now?!" My mother asked, taking a threatening step towards me as I took one back. I shook my head, unable to speak without sobbing.

"Get that shopping list and go to Mr. Clifford's. Cook him a meal and do his laundry before returning!" My mom said to me with disgust.

My heart thumped loudly in my chest at the sound of Mr Clifford. A dreadful feeling filled me and I opened my mouth to speak.

"But mom, I--"

"You dare talk while I'm speaking?! How dare you Delana?" My mom roared at me, glaring hatefully and daring me to utter another word.

She took another step towards me and fear constricted my throat when she grabbed onto my chin, forcing my eyes to meet hers.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see my twin sister in a pink PJs, smiling from the corner of the room and tears ran down my cheeks.

"Mom... please mom. I...I need to go back to school today." I said, reaching for her hand.

"There's nothing important for you to do in that school!" She spat before letting go of my face, pushing me aside.

Going to school annoyed my mother in ways I didn't understand. She claimed it was the worst mistake she could ever make.

As I coughed rapidly and tried to breathe, I felt someone grab my hair forcefully and turned to see my twin sister Delina, glaring at me.

"Mom?...Ahh!... Stop Delina!" I cried out in pain but my mother ignored me, looking away. Delina smirked and leaned into my ear.

"What the hell Delana! How can you speak when mom is still talking!" She asked, a devious smoke curled her lips and I struggled to get away when her grip tightened.

"But I... Ahhh! Stop Delina! Mr. Clifford wanted to...to…"

"To what Delana?!" My mom asked fiercely.

"I've told you already that you are going to be married to him. When you finish taking care of him, you will come here to finish up at home! As his wife-to-be, you are supposed to let him have sex with you."

"Mom…?" My eyes glittered with unshed tears at her words.

"Just shut the fuck up and listen to mom!" My twin sister yelled at me.

"I see you are becoming more disrespectful, Delana. But don't worry, I'll fix that in no time!" My mom yelled at me and I cowered in fear.

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To be continued...

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