Chapter 23 Torn, The Shame Of Plundered Dignity

Amidst tears, Hassan's handsome face looked fierce and dominant. He pressed his hands forcefully against her head, holding it firmly against the wall. He lowered his head, punishing her with kisses that fell like raindrops.
"Let me go!" Elena cried out, feeling the humiliation slowly engulfing her.
No, she couldn't let him succeed!
Her mind was in chaos, and she instinctively struggled desperately.
Her kicking legs collided with a certain part of him, causing him pain and igniting a higher level of anger in his heart.
He forcefully removed his tie from around his neck, tied her hands together with dominance, and then threw her onto the floor.
The back of Elena's head was knocked so hard that it took her a while to react.
"Hiss..."
Her upper body felt a chilling sensation, and soon, she felt the pain of him biting into her collarbone with force.
He was punishing her, his teeth carrying strength as he bit her tender skin until the taste of blood filled his mouth.
Her legs were pinned down by him, rendering her unable to move. Tears streamed down her cheeks like scattered pearls, flowing all the way into her ears.
"No, no, no..."
Her crying voice gradually became hoarse.
The man on top of her was rough in his actions, filled with a brutal aura, and the torn pieces of clothing were casually discarded.
A bone-chilling coldness seeped out from the marble floor, piercing her smooth back with an icy touch.
Finally, that dreadful sensation became vivid and was transmitted from beneath her.
"Ah..."
Accompanied by a tearing pain, she felt her world collapse.
"Three years ago, I deeply fell in love with a girl. However, I was unsure if she felt the same way about me, so I let time test it..."
"Elena, be my girlfriend and let me take care of you for the rest of your life, alright?"
William's sunny and handsome face lingered strangely in her mind, and his gentle voice echoed in her ears . But now, this beautiful hope shattered like a crystal in her world.
She laid quietly on the cold floor, allowing the wild man on top of her to take her recklessly.
She felt as though her body had already been torn apart, leaving behind only an empty pallor.
Her tears had long dried up, and all her strength had been drained.
She was like a fish thrown onto the shore, baked by the sun, gradually losing her will.
Hassan's pitch-black gaze stared at the motionless girl on the ground, her perfect body resembling a crystal doll. The large patches of blood stains on the floor reflected into his line of sight.
A strange sense of guilt arose in his heart. After a long pause, he bent down, picked up the amethyst, and placed it in her palm.
The floor was littered with scattered clothes fragments, emitting an ambiguous and decadent atmosphere.
"Noura, take her to the bathroom!"
He said coldly as he furrowed his brows before turning around and leaving.
Although the recent intimacy satisfied him greatly, to the point where he couldn't control himself, this woman was truly a mysterious enchantress.
But, why did he feel a sense of emptiness in his heart after it was all done?
It felt like an oppressive feeling.
It was as if Elena had woken up from a deep coma, after what seemed like an eternity.
Opening her eyes, she found herself in a luxurious bedroom, exquisitely decorated in a European royal style.
Struggling to move, her whole body felt like it had been hit by a car, completely shattered!
The humiliating scene from just a moment ago replayed in her mind, causing her to close her eyes in pain.
Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!
She had been violated by that bastard!
A pleasant piano melody played, the specially set ringtone for Elena's phone.
It was a call from William. With trembling hands, she pressed the answer button.
"Elena, have you arrived at the Rose Garden? I just finished my surgery."
William's clear voice carried a sense of joy and excitement.
However, this voice could no longer ignite any beautiful fantasies in Elena's heart. All that remained was pain and shame.
"Elena, can you hear me? What's wrong?"
"No, nothing. I just woke up..." Elena coughed lightly, adjusting her slightly hoarse voice.
"Hehe, lazy girl. You said you would wait for me there first! By the way, last time you asked me what the meaning of a paper crane was, right? Let me tell you now."
'No, don't tell me, don't let me know!' Elena's heart struggled in agony.
William continued happily. "I watched a movie some time ago, and it said that if you fold a thousand paper cranes, the thousandth paper crane would fly to the person you love, expressing your longing for them."
Tears welled up in Elena's eyes once again. 'I'm sorry, William! I really didn't mean to…'
In this era, many people no longer valued their chastity.
But deep down, Elena was a very traditional girl. She had always remained resistant to sexual desires, wanting to share her first time with the man she loved.
But in the previous moment, she had lost the most precious thing to her in her life.
She had nothing to face him with.
"Are you listening to me, Elena?"
"Yes, I'm listening! That's a line from the movie..." Elena's voice hummed like a mosquito.
William smiled brightly. "Hehe, I folded a thousand and one paper cranes. It has two meanings. First, it symbolizes being one in a thousand, meaning that the Elena I found, so pure and good, is one in a thousand. Second, each paper crane represents a day of longing, and these over a thousand paper cranes represent all the longing I had for you during our three years apart."
'This intense longing, if it could be gathered together, it could definitely become a deep ocean. But I am no longer capable of enduring it!'
Elena was on the verge of tears.
She forcibly held it back, but her tears couldn't be controlled. Wave after wave, like a tides along the beach.
"Um, Elena, are you crying?" William finally noticed something unusual about Elena.
Elena tightly bit her lower lip and shook her head desperately.
"No, no..."
"Hehe, silly girl, I can tell. Are you moved? Alright, I won't say anything more. I'll come pick you up later!"
"No, there's no need. I'll go by myself. Senior William, I need to prepare. See you later."
Elena hurriedly hung up the phone. She knew that if she continued speaking, she would definitely break down.
Putting aside her methods, Elena ran to the bathroom, turned on the rainfall showerhead, and desperately rinsed her body.
She applied shower gel over and over again, painfully scrubbing herself with her fingers.
Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!
Her entire body was almost scrubbed raw, but she couldn't wash away the scent of his savagery.
In pain, Elena hugged her own head, fell to the floor, and cried out loudly.
If only this was all just a dream!
'Wake up, please wake up!' Elena's heart was in anguish until the scorching pain stimulated her nerves. She finally understood in despair that all of this was indeed a reality.
Knock, knock, knock.
An urgent knocking sound rang out, and Elena finally got up. She wrapped herself in a towel, walked to the door, and opened the frosted glass door of the bathroom.
In her still blurry vision, stood a middle-aged woman dressed as a maid.
"Miss Walker, I just finished washing for you. Do you feel like it wasn't clean enough?"
Elena ignored her and just stood there.
"Miss Walker, I have already prepared clothes for you in the dressing room over here."
On the left side of the bedroom, there was a beautiful arched door. When it was pushed open, it looked like a display room in a shopping mall.
Rows and rows of luxurious wardrobes displayed various clothes.
On the left were several wardrobes filled with men's clothes, all of them black, whether it was suits or shirts.
And in the two wardrobes on the right, there were women's clothes.
From fur coats to summer dresses, everything was there, even underwear.
Noura came out holding a white long dress. "Miss Walker, this one is from the Italian brand Armani, please take a look. Do you like it?"