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Her Past. Her Pain.
The Lycan Twins Abused Mate.

Ava's point of view.

I am blessed. I am finally with my crush. They both love and cherish me, and I pray this moment never stops. They squirted me with their love and care. The love I never retain from any guy in my entire life. I also love them, but I am scared, scared of relinquishing them to the demon. Mr. Drake. He is the evil of all evil. He will kill them. He can do everything in his strength just to get me back. I want to tell them before they get to know about my past themselves, but I am appalled and scared of being despised by them. They will abhor me. They will feel disgusted with me because I am a filthy lady. I deserve to be happy. I deserve to be loved. I would like to erect our relationship with love and trust, but how can I tell them about my past without being despised or detested by them? Oh, Lord, I am finally happy, but my past still haunts me. I am still in the shadow of myself.

"Ava, what are you thinking about? I have been dubbing your name without any response from you. What is happening? A voice asked me

"Ava," he called again before resting his hand on my shoulder. I jerked up scared, as if I saw a ghost.

"Oh my God, Ava. What is wrong with you? What are you thinking? Aiden's anxious voice asked, "He was bothered." It was written all over his face.

"Ah, Aiden, it is you," I said, trying to compose myself.

"What is wrong, love? You can tell me anything, "he enunciates.

"Nothing. What I am thinking is nothing to be bothered about," I answered back.

"I can tell you're worried, and I can tell you're not happy. Tell me, baby girl, what is wrong with you or did I hurt or do anything wrong with you? He let out.

I was feeling guilty. He thinks he hurts me.

"No, no, I raised my hands." You did not hurt me. Aiden, I was just thinking about school, "I lied."

"About school? Are we not on holiday? Please don't lie to me. You can tell me anything. "I will listen to you. Tell me what is bothering you, baby girl," he clamors.

"If I told you what was bothering me, will you still like me? Will you still love and cherish me? I whisper softly.

Aiden tugged me to his chest and whispered into my ear lobe.

"No matter what, I will love you until the last whiff of my life. I will choose you over and over again. Among the billions of girls, You will always be my queen. So, baby girl, tell me what is bothering you, Queen.

(Ah, he is so sweet. I melted in his arms.)

"Where is Ethan? I asked him.

"He is in your bedroom, sleeping." He answered back.

"OK, I need you to call him out as well. "What I am about to say, I need to tell both of you," I instructed him.

"OK, sit down. I will be back," he said as he walked toward the bedroom.

Soon he was back with Ethan, who was still half asleep.

"Good morning, love. His eyes instantly lit up when he saw me."

"Good morning. Ethan, I greet him.

He cuddled me closer to him before placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

"This is a good morning dose," he whimpered.

I blush before saying a thank you to him.

"Stop joking around. Ava wants to tell us something that is bothering her.

After hearing what Aiden said, he instantly got serious.

"Go ahead, love; we are here, and we are listening," Ethan announced."

"But I am scared. I grumble.

"Don't be scared, we are here. You can tell us anything. Ethan soothes me. But now I'm in tears.

"Promise me you won't also detest me. I ask Ethan.

"Why will I loathe someone more precious to me? Ava, you were the most important person to me on this earth. The one close to my heart. The one I can never hurt or see you in pain. Ethan confessed, "I will forever love and cherish you, my love."

I am blessed to have a sweetheart like them. I think it is time to tell them about my awful past.)

"OK, I hope you keep to your promises after I told you all about this."

As you know, I am Ava Garcia. I began.

I was never loved by my birth father because he thinks I am the cause of his wife's demise, which is my mum. He accused me of killing her. He has been taunting, harming, and calling me various names since I was a child, but I have endured all of the pains, despite his constant whipping. I still love him, and I never argue or say something back to him. He started gambling ever since my mum died, and he had a lot of deficits to pay off. He borrowed a lot from the loan shark just to spend all the money on gambling. I started working just to pay back his loan, but it was never enough since he had altered it.

I started working different kinds of jobs, day and night. I barely have time to rest just to pay his debts and provide him with good food. But.

"Wait, Aiden cut me off." Wait, please, are you sure he is your father? He asks.

"Of course, he is my father, my birth father," I answered.

"But why is he treating you like this?" Ethan asks.

"I don't know. All I know is that he treated me more nastier than a mutt.

"More nastiest? Aiden asks.

"Yes, I nodded my head. I worked hard to pay his deficits, but it was never enough. He keeps leasing a loan from different people. He treated me awfully. Everything was good until one particular day.

The day I call him Father, he swats and slashes my flesh. He asked me to stop calling him "father" ever since I lost my mum.

When he is satisfied, he stopped whacking me before telling me someone was coming to visit us, and he asked me to dress up pretty, not knowing he had disastrous stuff in stock for me.

I followed his order. I bathe and put on my favorite clothes. The only good clothes I have. He called me when the visitors arrived, only to find out that he planned to sell me off to a sex master. Mr. Drake. Everyone in this domain knows what a devil he is. Yet, my father decided to sell me off to him just to reimburse his loan and had little money left to feed himself when I left.

I cried and implored him not to sell me to him, but he declined.

Mr. Drake was thrilled by my beauty, and I was forcefully taken away by his bodyguards while my father snickered at me. I can still hear his creepy chuckle, and my past still torments me in my dreams.

Due to my disobedience, after I was taken away, I refused to let anyone touch me. I was hurled into the cell. It was cold and icy. My teeth molded together.

After a few weeks. I was taken away from the cell by Mr. Drake's right hand man, Fred. I was called in. Mr. Drake needs my presence. I was so frightened when he told me he was interested in me and he did not intend to sell me to another master. He will be my master, and I will be his possession. Since he was the one who brought me from my father. I was disobedient. My insistence led to my agony and suffering. I never relinquished control to the devil. He always whacks me, and occasionally, he never gives me water or food. He wanted to tame me. Not only that, but he terrorizes me. Likewise, he chains me up. I was naked in front of him. His eyes clotted with lust.

I clenched my chest tightly as I explained. My tears were trickling like a stream.

"Oh no, baby girl, please don't do this. It hurts me to see you in pain. "Please—say no more," Aiden says.

"No, I must continue." I must build this relationship on trust. I told them.

"OK, anything for you? Ethan noted.

"After chaining me, he fucked my anus day and night without letting me rest. He beats me up whenever I try to act funny with him. He made me pass through Hell. He forced me to call him my master. He told me I was his forever. His Slave, His Property.

My anguish and agony go on and on with Mr. Drake torturing me, until one day another person comes knocking asking to buy me. I was sold to Mr. David, an old man in his 60s. That was pure hell. He was a perverted man. He forced me to suck on the shaft. He is vicious, and he enjoys seeing me flutter in pain. He showed no mercy to me.

He. He. He assaulted me every single day, and after assaulting me, he forced some liquid drugs down my throat. My dad caused this. He was never satisfied with me. He sold me to these monsters. What I experience is brutal pain, suffering, and agony.