Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Rather Kill Herself
TW: Disturbing content ahead, includes Ariana’s trauma in detail. Please read with caution.

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Nicolai stepped on the brakes as the car came to a sudden halt, and when the guards who were standing outside the old and abandoned mansion by the seaside saw him come to a stop, they strode forward but Nicolai didn’t give them a chance to apprehend him as he raised the gun in his hands and shot the men dead.

The remaining were taken care of by Kayden and Zena.

“You really are just as impatient as your grandfather,” Senior Mister Nelson remarked as he looked at the bodies that were piled up in front of them.

A frown settling between his brows.

Nicolai turned his head and glanced at the man behind him as he sneered, “Better be impatient than a fucking liar.”

He knew that the Nelson family was wrought with trouble but he never thought that they were hiding such a terrible secret. This seemingly calm man actually covered for the murderer who killed his wife and even ruined the life of his brother, all for the sake of the so-called reputation that he cared for, even more so than his wife and family.

Senior Mister Nelson looked up at him and stated in a calm voice, “Don’t look at me like that, boy; I kept her safe. By marrying her to my grandson, I—”

“Don’t you fucking lie to yourself.” Nicolai whipped around, his gun still in his hands as he pointed its mouth at the old man behind him, “The reason you pulled her into that dirty rotten scheme of yours was because you knew that your illegitimate son was far too gone and unhinged that he would not be able to keep his hands to himself.”

“Even if you sent him away, he would have come back. He would have taken Ariana away no matter what —you were afraid to watch what mattered to you the most to fall, which was why you ruined both Noah and Ariana’s lives when you could have stopped it all by turning that bastard in to the prison.”

Nicolai was like a caged beast. He thought about how Jeremy had been around Ariana for so many years, and it incited a terror so deep and raw that he didn’t even know that it was possible.

His phone vibrated and Nicolai thought that it was Regal. Before coming here, he called the man and asked him to get hold of the surveillance recording of this region because he did not believe Senior Mister Nelson. A man who played the role of a kind and gentle grandfather while ignoring the guilt of hiding the truth from his own son and grandson.

He dared not to trust him.

Only thing it wasn’t. The one who sent the message was an unknown number and when he opened the text message, he saw a video attached to it.

[ Will you still think she is your pristine princess?]

Nicolai felt his entire body go tense as he tapped on the video.

The video showed an old room with a large bed and a chair placed in front of it. And on that chair sat a sixteen-year-old Ariana, her eyes wide with terror and her mouth gagged with her hands and legs tied. His fingers clenched around his phone when he saw her flinch and a man swaggered inside.

It was Roman or should he call him Jeremy? That man had gone to great lengths to hide his identity, even using dual-coloured lenses to change his eye colour. He was barely clothed and only had his briefs on. Something Nicolai was sure was not appropriate in the presence of a sixteen-year-old girl.

“Are you doing alright, sweetie?” Jeremy cooed, his voice hoarse and rough due to the voice changer. He reached his hand out to touch Ariana but when she dodged him, he gave her a backhanded slap and said to her, “Now, what did I say about avoiding my touch, hon? You are meant for me. My touch is the only thing that you will crave and want. So stop moving and start worshipping my touch.”

He sounded like a cult leader who was trying to brainwash his disciples and it made Nicolai’s stomach churn.

But what made his throat work even harder was when he watched another woman who was barely eighteen walk inside the room. She looked like Ariana but at the same time she didn’t; however, it was spooky and downright creepy when Nicolai saw how close the resemblance was.

“You will know how lucky you are, Kaylyn,” he heard Jeremy whisper as he touched Ariana’s cheek before skimming his hand down her neck and skimming right over the curves of her camisole that was certainly not fit for a sixteen-year-old girl.

Just as Nicolai got worried that the freaking bastard would touch her, he pulled away his hand and Nicolai’s muscles relaxed slightly but three seconds later, as the man pulled down the robe that the lookalike woman was wearing and pushed her to her knees, he felt his shoulders bunch up again.

“Watch this closely, Ariana,” he told her with a little moan in his voice as the woman took his length and started to suck him. “One day you will have to do this for me. You will do it for me, right? After all, you are such a good little girl. You will do what I teach you, right?”

“Because if you don’t, then others will know what you have done.”

Ariana turned her head away; she looked like she was about to get sick and Nicolai understood her feelings to well because he certainly felt his stomach churn as if he was about to throw up everything.

“How dare you look away?” He clasped her chin and turned her face around such that it was focused on his length and Nicolai was sure that he felt the bastard’s length twitch in excitement when Ariana’s gaze fell on the horrifying sight in front of her. “I am your god, Ariana. You fucking need to worship me. Do you think that your parents got lucky and got so much money? No. It was I who supported them; it is because of me that you can have food on your table and study in a decent school. This is something that you need to pay me back.”

“You will love me right? You will love me just as I love you.”