* Played “Topic – Breaking Me ft. A7S” while writing this *

AN: the following content might (probably will) be sensitive to most readers. Don’t read unless 18+ of age, and with a strong heart. You’ve been warned!

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*Draven’s POV*

Pain hasn’t stopped spreading through my veins and bones since I’ve woken up.

I think I’ve been a wake for three minutes now, yet, it feels like hours.

Some kind of sticky liquid is covering my face to the point that my eyes would burn out if I open them.

Over my loud racing heartbeat and heavy shallow breaths, I can hear two feminine voices arguing about something, their voices sound distant and unclear.

With every passing second, I feel my consciousness fading away, slowly, but surely.

The only silver lining is that the more time passes the less pain I’m feeling, the quieter everything sounds, and the more bearable the cold seems.

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This isn’t the first time that Maya has seen Lady Luck’s monstrous behaviour.

No, sometimes she even questions her own sanity, mixing a human woman with a rampaging animal isn’t quite reassuring.

Yet, this time, Maya was sure her eyes weren’t deceiving her, as much as she was that Lady Luck has lost every bit of sanity, if she’s ever had something in that department before to start with.

After sending Black Silver out, she got closer to the boy on the floor, checking his injuries.

Or that was what Maya had thought.

But all of a sudden, like an animal that wasn’t able to sustain its hunger anymore, Lady Luck swooped down on the poor boy’s immobile body.

It wasn’t the first time that the 9 year old had seen the naked body of her mistress, nor the first time she had seen her having s*x.

No, most of the time, if Maya isn’t the one being r*ped, she’d be forced to watch someone else getting treated.

Yet, that was the first time she’s witnessed her mistress r*ping anyone unconscious, and that someone being a bleeding young boy, maybe the same age as her, made it all may worse.

She didn’t remember when, but at some point she’s puked out everything she’s eaten that morning, and that was so little.

While Maya was on the verge of breaking down, she could hear her mistress’ happy moans.

After what seemed like a long while, the boy tried to open his eyes, but all his attempts has been a failure due to blood covering his eyes.

He didn’t make a sound, nor did he try to move anything aside from his eyes.

Maya doubted he even could, with all these injuries covering his body, and that maniac animal bouncing on top of him.

After merely two minutes of real-life time, eternity for Maya and two second for the animal, the office door burst open, revealing Black Silver and the healer’s disgusted and worried expressions.

They were shouting. Maya just couldn’t hear, nor did she care.

The healer, Rena, was Lady Luck’s sister, and the only person under her command that has the guts to stand against her or argue with her, and that exactly what was happening.

The animal didn’t care about her sister, assistant, or the fact that the door was still open for other people to watch.

No, all she could feel was ultimate pleasure, and almost as if she was getting younger and more powerful with each passing second.

Rena wasn’t a normal healer, she was a person with a unique ability.

The ability to see and enhance the energy of one’s soul, or what other people prefer to call Life Force.

She could see that the boy was in a critical condition even without using her ability, a blind would’ve.

Rena tried to reason with her sister, but she failed.

She tried to punch her even, yet her sister took it like a boulder, even hurting Rena’s fist.

After she failed the 5th attempt, she gave up.

“The only thing I could do at this point is damage control”, Rena thought out loud cursing her own weakness, and her sister’s blind madness.

After some time of unspeakable hell for some and unimaginable paradise for others, Lady Luck fell off of the boy like a sunken ship, moaning with pleasure.

Two hours after the incident, Maya was tasked with taking care of the boy, after Rena has done everything she could to make sure he was in a better condition.

Lady Luck was still sleeping like a baby, as if nothing has happened.

It might’ve been Rana’s Imagination, or just the light playing tricks, but her sister was looking years younger than her actual age.

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*Draven’s POV*

My head hurts so bad, Damn it.

I can feel my body against the most uncomfortable bed I’ve ever been on.

And I don’t know if it’s the pain that’s affecting me but I can’t help but feel a weird wet surface on my face.

I try to open my eyes slowly, and funnily enough, I find no resistance this time.

I want to believe that what I’ve been through was just a bad dream, yet I know it’s true, I can feel it in my essence.

The first thing I see once I open my eyes is a small little girl, about eight, maybe seven years old? And she’s actually holding a wet piece of cloth on top of my forehead.

Her small frame is shaking uncontrollably, whether from the cold, or something else.

Her pearl like hazel eyes are shining with bright liquid that extends down her honey bronze face.

Her long unkempt light brown hair seems like it’d be otherwise silky smooth if taken care of.

Well, unless that crazy lady was some sort of an orphanage worker, this isn’t the first thing I’d expect to see after being kidnapped.

I try to move my body only to realize that both my hands are cuffed to the bed.

“Euigh” the girl yelps in surprise.

Well, this is awkward.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you”, I try to smile at that, only to release an uncontrolled pained moan. Damn it, this isn’t a joke my whole body freaking hurts.

“Don’t move please, you’re still not fully healed yet” she says, with such a fragile voice that I think I’d break it with the faintest move of my body, so I try to stay still.

Healed? Well, I guess they need me in a good condition at best, dead hostages can’t be traded for ransoms.

“Truth be told, I didn’t expect my captor to have such a cute kid helping her. I mean I understand crazy lady must be panicking after killing one of the hostages, but involving a kid is more than stupid, even beyond crazy”, only after saying it out loud do I realize that my dad is actually gone.

No wonder my brain feels so weak, almost hollow.

The girl looks like she’s at a loss for words, as it’s apparent by her gapped mouth.

I raise my eyebrows in question, only to feel the headache eating me alive.

I give a pained sigh, trying to calm down.

“I’m sorry, I think you got the wrong idea” says the little girl in a voice akin to an older sister worrying about her baby brother.

Her sad eyes only enforce that perspective.

“I didn’t kidnap you”, she manages to sound almost offended, yet I can still feel the worry in her voice, “neither are they going to ask for a ransom”.

At my confused expression she continues “This place is run by Lady Luck, and it’s a place where..”, she seems at a loss for words again, but she continues nonetheless, “It’s a special brothel where.. uhm.. they do you-know-what to children”.

At those words, my world turns upside down.

No, no, damn it no! There’s no way this is happening, not now , not today, please…

“I’m sorry, but no one does that right? You mean child prostitution? That’s just a myth!” My sudden burst, although like a cold whisper, still manages to scare the girl.

“Wait, if this is true, then the reason you’re wearing that… and the reason I’m here…”

“Yes”, she nods while her hazel eyes are now pumping tears at full speed down her cheeks, “I’m so sorry”.