Chapter 25 - Fiona (Andrew)?

Third person's POV:

Within half an hour a tall curvy blond was sent to his room.

Adam was already stressed. He didn't waste any moment, he needed to clear his head.

Grabbing the whore, he banged her hard to relieve his stress. It sure relieved his physical stress, sexual frustration but not mental. He didn't felt any peace. And after banging the whore, he also realized how much he missed Fiona. He fucking loved to be inside her. She felt so good, so pure, all addicting.

And banging this whore was nowhere near Fiona. Now, he realized that she actually felt so good, so tender, heavenly each time he took her. The curvy blond woman moaned in pleasure as he pounded her hard. Her huge breasts were heaving up down. After fucking her a few times, he kicked her out of his room. His body needed release a few times more, but he lost the mood. He didn't want to fuck her anymore.

Next day,

Fiona was woken up when someone shook her body.

She opened her tired eyes and saw a woman, with hard face. She wore a fitted denim and a very revealing top.

"Get up girl, slept enough." She urged Fiona.

Fiona got up and noticed she had no top on her body, yesterday night she fell asleep in exhaustion.

"Put this on." The woman threw a blouse on her face rudely. Fiona didn't say anything, she was grateful to get something decent to wear. She put the clothe on quickly.

"Move your body and get out of the bed, I don't have all day. Boss bought you with huge amount of money. You have to go though some training today, you will be sent to Australia for an auction tomorrow." She informed emotionlessly.

Fiona's eyes immediately darted to her.

"What? Auction?" She asked sucking a sharp breath in shock.

"Yeah, what's wrong? Is it your first time going to an auction?" The woman raised her brow.

Fiona couldn't say anything as she felt bile rose her throat, she tried but couldn't control. She vomited right there on the floor.

"What the hell have you just done!" The woman beside her yelled in angrily and disgust.

Fiona opened her mouth to answer but again a rush of contents escaped her mouth with great force. She vomited again. She regained her composure ignoring her tiredness and with timid eyes looked at the woman.

"I-I a-am really sorry." Fiona fearfully muttered.

The lady looked at her with skeptical eyes. Her anger and irritation of her face were now replaced by confusion and suspicion.

"Hey girl? You aren't pregnant? Are you?" She asked creasing her forehead.

Fiona lowered her head and nodded weakly.

"What!" The woman stood up placing both hands on her hip.

"How far along are you?" She questioned.

"I don't know." Fiona faintly answered.

"What do you mean by I don't know?" She barked in anger.

"I-I don't know." Fiona didn't want to explain anything further.

"Can you please help me escape? I have nothing in this world, my family is killed. I was kidnapped and raped. I was sold in this brothel. Please help me, I want to live with my child. Please spare him." Fiona suddenly hold her hands and pleaded.

"But still you want to keep this child?" She laughed in disbelief.

"I know this child is fruit of rape, someone's lust. But the child is innocent." Fiona spoke lowly. The woman shook her head.

"Listen, I am no body. I am just a slave here of their order. Carter is a very cruel man, he knows nothing called mercy. I can't help you because if I help you, he will not only kill me, but also kill my family. And he gave me responsibility to prepare you for the auction. He expects to sell you in a very high price. So, I must inform him about this." She said.

"Noooo. No. Please don't tell him." Fiona begged.

"Don't hold antipathy for me, I also don't have any way. My hands are bound too." She informed and got out of the room.

Few minutes later,

Carter entered the room fuming in anger. His face was red. The woman also followed him inside.

"Why didn't you say before that you are pregnant?" He screamed at Fiona. Fiona was shaking in terror.

"And what mess have you made, fucking whore?" He looked at the vomited contents in cringing way.

Grabbing Fiona's forearm, he stood her up and back slapped her very harshly. Fiona fell on the floor losing balance.

Her cheek was throbbing in pain.

"Melanie, I don't care. Do what you are told. Get rid of the bastard of her as soon as possible. I must send her Australia tomorrow." Carter said turning towards Melanie.

"B-but Boss, s-she looks weak for this and I think we should call a doctor." Melanie weakly suggested.

"I don't give a fuck about her, Melanie. I have spent 9 million to buy her. I must get it back as soon as possible. Now go and bring what I told you before." Carted yelled. He was trembling in fury.

"B-but, Boss-" Melanie was cut in the middle when Carter slapped her hard. Melanie stumbled back holding her cheek.

"Fucking bitch, just because I fuck you often doesn't mean you can get to decide what to do or not. Do what I told or I will sell you with her too." Carter roared. Melanie nodded quickly and got out of the room.

Melanie returned with some type of medicine.

"Take it." With shaky hands, she gave Fiona the medicines.

"What is it?" Fiona asked backing away.

"It's abortion pill." Carter replied before Melanie.

"No, I won't take it. No way I an taking it." Fiona shrieked shaking her head and tried to run towards the door. Carter caught her but she was uncontrollable. To get free out of his hands, she scratched him, bit him and again ran to the door.

Carter called two of his men and they tackled Fiona down on the floor. Carter took the medicine from Melanie, grabbing her jaw, he forced her to shallow the pill, then released her.

As the tablet ran down her throat, Fiona burst into a heart piercing sob.

"You fucking bastards, what have I done to you? Why have you done this? Losing everything, I just had my child, you took him from me too? Why?" She began crying hysterically slapping her chest with both hands.

Carter was annoyed by her sound of crying.

"Hey, lock her inside a bathroom for today and clean up this mess." He ordered his men.

Melanie opened her mouth to say something but Carter's hard look shut her up immediately.

Carter's men took Fiona in a bathroom ignoring her protests and locked it from outside.

Fiona was lost, she lost every person she held dear in her life. Her dignity was destroyed, her virtue was snatched forcefully, feelings were trampled and even after losing all, the only thing showed her a little bit hope in darkness; was taken away from her mercilessly too.

The person who planned to destroy her must be happy today. He was successful indeed. The game of breaking Fiona he started long time ago officially ended today. Because with today's final breakage, she was completely broken.

Her body was broken a long ago, the only thing had her keep going, her soul, was broken too today.

She was broken, he broke her. They broke her.

...

At the same day,

Adam was sitting in his office. His focus was on a file regarding his Japanese project.

His phone rang. It was Lucas.

"Hello." He rudely asked being as usual.

"Boss, I came to see Brian Andrew's house as you asked. I didn't find any safe here. The whole house is burnt pretty badly. But Sir, under the bathtub I found a secret chamber. I didn't find any evidence against Brian though. Strangely, I found some documents here. I think you should look at them once." Lucas spoke.

Adam removed his gaze from the file and leaned against the chair.

"What documents?" He asked curiously.

"Boss, there are two birth certificates. Same person but birth year and surnames are different." Lucas informed him.

"Say clearly, stop wasting my time." Adam said getting angry.

"Boss, one birth certificate is of Fiona Gomez, born in 1998. And one birth certificate is of Fiona Gomez, born in 1999. But birthday is same in both certificates. Surnames and father's names are not same. Are the both certificates of a same person?" Lucas explained.

Adam was puzzled, he didn't understand.

"Lucas, instantly send me pictures of both the certificates." He cut the call.

Within a minute, he received two pictures. He opened his photo viewer and took a good look over the photos.

1st certificate

Fiona Gomez

DOB: 17 October 1998

Mother: Isabella Connor Gomez

Father: Sergio Gomez

2nd certificate

Fiona Andrew

DOB: 17 October 1999

Mother: Isabella Connor Andrew

Father: Brian Andrew

Sweat dripped from Adam's face. A tornado was going inside him. He gulped repeatedly to remove the slowly forming lump in his throat.

It never can be...

He prayed.

He was scared for the first time in his life and puzzled. He had a lot of questions. Only one person could answer them.

He stood up and got out of his office deciding to meet the person.

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