The Billionaire's Sex Slave

Blind

“Brother! Speed up your driving.” I immediately closed the car window because we might be hit by a gun. Why did they get here so fast? How did they track me down right away?

I was already worried since I didn't know how I was going to get away from them. I shuddered as they banged into the window as the driver accelerated even further. Furthermore, I was scared he'd get involved, so I moved in front of him, but I suppose those men spotted me because they shot again, luckily, and I sat in the front seat as the gun went off again.

“Ma'am, why is someone firing?!" The driver was scared and panicked. I also don't know why they are here, and there appears to be no hesitation in wanting to take my life.

“I'm sorry! Brother, please hurry, and then when they are away from us, you will come down. I want to avoid involving you anymore!” I was raising my voice because we could no longer hear each other because of the gunshots. The road became zigzag, so that was our way to escape immediately. I instantly stepped on the driver's foot and then pressed the speed.

I opened the door of his car as we crossed the zigzag road. Because we were already on a flat road, I stepped on the brake for that stop. He was still perplexed as to why I had opened the door, and I had not informed him that I was about to force him out when I noticed the pursuing guys approaching us.

“MA'AM !!! MA'AM!”

Sorry about that, brother! I trod on whatever was on my feet and immediately changed gears. I'm not sure which one to step on because I don't know how to drive. All I want is for the driver to stay away from me because my pursuers have weapons. The car began right away. I drove it with my eyes closed, and the speed was set. I'm not sure where this vehicle is heading. All I want to do is get out of here.

But no matter how fast my car was, I was still overtaken by cars holding guns. They crashed my car into the edge of the barriers. I could hear the crack of the door on the iron barrier. I don’t know how to do what they do to cram the car on me.

My heart is racing. This appears to be the end of my life. I never imagined that karma would come to me so swiftly as a result of what I did to Andrius. What's the deal with their tardiness? Why did that happen when I was simply trying to obtain justice for what they did to my daughter, Cole, his parents, and my parents? Why does the world fool me?

They scuffed up the car I was driving. I'm not sure how far we've come. I had assumed this route was straight and there was nothing to sight but sea seawater. As they pulled the cab from the scramble and lowered the window, I pondered. I saw the man with the gun's face as he grinned at me. Even the driver was staring at me with a creepy grin. I can't see the road I was traveling on. Even if I look at it, I'm not sure how to keep the car from crashing with the boulders because they're obstructing the side where I can turn the car.

“No. It can't end everything like this.” I whispered to myself, I looked at the rock about to hit my car. I looked at the two smiling men and sneered back at them.

I mimicked the crowding they did in my car. Not only that, but I also squeezed them on my side. Before I disappear, I will make sure I can take you with me. We passed the boulder that would have hit me, but the barricade was damaged, causing our vehicles to fall. But I don't think I'm lucky because they seem to know what I plan to do. I saw the two of them jump out of the car while I closed my eyes because the taxi I was riding in was about to fall into the water. I can smell the gas too.

“AHHHHHH!”

When a pebble struck the taxi's front window, all the glass shattered into my eyes. My eyes feel like they're on fire. I'm unable to open them. It felt as if a few needles had punctured them; I wanted to

die of the sickness, but I assumed that would be the end of it. Because my forehead smacked the steering wheel forcefully, these were most likely my final seconds. I became dizzy almost immediately. Because of the glass, I couldn't open my eyes. Why is my fate so cruel? Why does the world appear to be so nasty to me?

Lord, I want to understand your plans. If you hear me now, can I question what is happening? When I felt the water enter the car, I knew it was the last. If I can’t recover in this life, I will make sure I will make them repay in my next life. If the curse is true, I want to curse them for the evils they have done to me. I will leave lines with them.

Don’t ask me to live any longer in this life because I will go back to them and be charged with the lives they stole. Don’t ask me to live because I will destroy everything I can see in them. I will make them pay.

My soul is slowly resting. I no longer hope that I will survive today because there is no Stanley to help me. I don't have anyone anymore because Andrius took it all.

My mind went to sleep because I could no longer breathe and there was no air to catch from the water.

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“Mommy!”

“Caroline.”

“Caroline.”

“Doc! One of her fingers has moved!” I heard the voice of a woman I did not know. It was as if I had just heard her voice today.

I could hear people calling to me and touching my hands, but I couldn't open my eyes. It wasn't the same as when the crystals entered my eye. I can no longer feel the anguish now that it's mostly gone. I have virtually little feeling. How long have I slept?

“When your mind is awake, move one of your fingers.” That's what the doctor told me, so I moved one of my fingers. I heard their heavy sighs as if they were relieved, and I heard what they said.

“Let's just talk outside, ma'am because the patient might hear, and it will affect her.” I heard the doctor whisper, but I still heard.

I heard the door close, then become quiet again. It was as if something had wrapped something in my eyes. I don't know what it is, maybe I'm completely blinded? As I thought, my spirit gradually became drowsy again. It was as if I was being swept away by a river and taken somewhere.

I woke up and seemed to be back underwater to where I should be. I can feel the cold water, but I can breathe. I tried to look behind me where the deep water was, and I saw many hands wanting to take me. They try to reach me, but I'm not afraid of those hands, as if I know who the owners are. I looked up and quickly glared at what was hitting my eye.

“Can you see the light in front of your eyes?” My doctor holds my eyes and opens them to check for something.

I nodded like a robot. A week before I regained consciousness, the only case was that I was like a robot that could not speak. All I can do is nod, move a finger, and blink. Even though I want to speak, I can't open my mouth. It is like they sewed my lips. I also lost my sight, so I don’t know what the people around me look like.

There is a woman who is always here in the room and always talks to me, but I don't recognize her voice. She tells me how she saw me at sea. But I know that’s not the only reason she helped me. I know there is a cost for everything she does for me. Such things are not new to me, Andrius hasPlease check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

trained me. I was trained by people greedy for power. But I will agree to whatever this woman wants as long as I can benefit as well. Just give and take.

“There is still a chance for her to see, we honestly need a donor to perform her operation.” The doctor is now talking to the woman.

How did I know she had a plan for me even though I had never seen or met her? That's because of her effort to finance something like mine that is useless and could not help her. If you don’t need the person, you won’t help it, unless it’s your relative or friend. Stanley, helped me without asking for compensation, while Andrius helped me with his sexual needs. That is the difference between the two.

“Is there a date when she should have a donor?” She asked the doctor seriously. I just listen to them, even though I can't speak, I understand what they are talking about. I think it's just because of the shock or pressure, so I can't speak.

“Because the glass hit her eyes, she will get an infection. I suggest that she should have a donor within two months because she may not be making progress in speaking due to her lack of will to live.” The doctor explained to her.

The doctor was right in what he said. That's why I don't want to talk, it seems like there's no use if I can't see. How am I going to carry out my sworn revenge if I just want to be paralyzed and have my legs amputated? But I was surprised when the woman suddenly proposed whom I still don't know the name of until now.

“Can I just give her one of my eyes?”