Supremacy Games

"You are really asking for it, shitty brat!" Infuriated, the nanny snapped immediately after being called miserable and struck him with metal soup spoon right in the face!

Thud!!

Noah got thrown back to the kitchen counter from the force...Blood started to seep through his noose akin to a broken water tap.

The nanny's mind was already clouded with nothing but fury to think for a second that hitting Noah in the face was going to be much harder to cover.

She simply kept striking him over and over again, venting on all of her built-in frustration for the past weeks on him.

As for Noah? He covered his head and curled into a ball again, trying to defend his vitals.

The moment the beating started, he completely forgot the kitchen knife in his pocket or his plan to retaliate.

Pain and fear consumed his mind, making it impossible for him to go as far as stab the nanny.

Who could blame him? Even most adults wouldn't have the courage to retaliate against their abusers.

If it was that easy, cases of domestic abuse would lessen and be replaced with news of men or women getting killed by their spouses.

Terror was a powerful tool that was hard to overcome for anyone.

After a couple of minutes, the nanny finally exited her frenzied blackout and started huffing in exhaustion.

The first thing she did was check on Noah...When she saw that the only obvious wound was his bloody nose, she relaxed her shoulders.

"Not opening your big mouth now, huh?" The nanny turned him around with her foot, making Noah's expression get twisted in pain.

All of his injuries were bruises that get easily aggravated by a mere breeze.

"You're lucky I don't have my belt on me." The nanny gave him one last cold stare before walking away.

Hearing her retreating footsteps, Noah was forced to fight through the pain and lift his head slightly.

moment he saw her climbing the stairs to the second floor, his heart fell to the bottom of his

it.' Noah kept trying to convince himself that the nanny wasn't going after his little

it, knowing that he was

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

little sister's high-pitched terrified scream, Noah's mind

"Brother!!! Brother!! Stay away!!!"

voice kept penetrating his

stop, stop, god, please

duller like his soul was being ruptured apart and

fading away with his soul, seeming like his mind had turned off his pain sensors

nothing much to be done...Noah could ignore and tolerate everything that happen to

eye to the sound

up on his feet. His eyes were wide open

inside his pocket and held the kitchen

towards the staircase and climbed it even

second floor, he continued

Grace's yells

time, even the nanny's raging

heard nothing but beeping noise, canceling everything

of there, you little

door, the first thing he saw was the nanny lying on her stomach next to

arms stretched under the bed while peeking

picked from underneath

his full mental capacity, he would have sighed in

was

approached the nanny from the back as silent

akin to a vulture

nanny's instincts kicked in, forcing her to

she was a mere nanny in her forties, making her unable to react

Psspspspspsp!!

was lodged entirely inside...Because the knife wasn't removed, blood didn't