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.

her climbing the stairs to the second floor, his heart fell to the

do it, she can't do it.' Noah kept trying to convince himself that

it, knowing that he was in no form or shape

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

little sister's high-pitched

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

voice kept penetrating his eardrums akin to sharp swords piercing

god, please stop

like his soul was being

his mind

to be done...Noah could ignore and tolerate everything that happen

an eye to the sound of his sister crying for his

were wide open but at the same time, there was nothing in them...Not

and held

it even though his legs and thighs

reached the second floor, he

open and Grace's yells

nanny's

Noah heard nothing but beeping noise, canceling

of there, you little

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

had her arms stretched under the bed while peeking with

was picked from underneath the

was still in his full mental capacity, he would have sighed in relief by the sight, knowing

was

as silent as cat and tightened his

at the nanny's neck akin to a vulture and hurled himself without a

The nanny's instincts kicked in, forcing her to

she was a mere nanny in her forties, making her unable to react in time even when her eyes spotted the incoming

Psspspspspsp!!

side of her neck until it was lodged entirely inside...Because the knife wasn't