Chapter 4
Within seconds, the messages disappeared from the chat, as if they’d been nothing but a hallucination.
Ariana stared at her phone, her hand trembling so violently she nearly dropped it. The realization hit her like a physical blow, driving the air from her lungs. The cold truth spread through her veins like poison.
Everything–her “accident” at the pool, her fever, the “medicine“-had all been meticulously orchestrated as part of their sick game. The pills Luigi had so tenderly given her, pretending to care, were specifically designed to intensify her suffering.
She’d known they were using her, had heard it with her own ears at the hospital, but experiencing it firsthand made the betrayal infinitely more devastating. The calculated cruelty of it all made her physically ill.
Her phone lit up with Luigi’s name.
“Where the fuck are you?” His voice was sharp with urgency, almost angry. “Why aren’t you at the apartment?”
Ariana took a deep, steadying breath, forcing herself to sound detached: “My fever got worse. I had to go
to the ER.”
The line went dead silent before Luigi responded, his tone suddenly softer: “I’m coming over. Which hospital?”
“Don’t,” she cut him off, her voice eerily calm. “They’re just giving me fluids and keeping me overnight. You seem busy with your… other priorities. Don’t let me interrupt.
Her controlled tone seemed to quiet something in him too. After several seconds of silence, he asked carefully: “Did you check your phone at all?”
So that
-
it. He wasn’t worried about her health–he was terrified she’d seen those messages, that their
game was exposed.
“No,” she lied, “The doctor said my temperature was dangerously high. I’ve been a little preoccupied with not dying to scroll through social media.”
Another weighted silence before Luigi spoke, his voice carrying an emotion she couldn’t quite identify. “As long as I’m around, nothing bad will happen to you. I promise.”
her want to scream.
of pain she’d experienced
Copier
He wasn’t her protector–he
Ariana was
screeched to a halt beside her. Before she could. process what was
before the darkness claimed her was a desperate prayer: Please let this just be random, not another one of Luigi’s games. Please let him find me.
herself in a seedy motel room, wrists and ankles bound with zip ties. Four rough–looking men surrounded her, their expressions making her skin
one sneered, running a finger down her cheek. “Luigi’s little princess, all wrapped
you
clearing from her mind,
scared,” another one laughed, reaching for the buttons on her blouse. “That rich boy’s been hogging you all to
a third one said,
her weakened state, she was no match for them. They laughed at her struggles, treating her resistance
face. Despite everything, in that moment of pure terror, she still found herself desperately
her thoughts, the door exploded inward, wood splintering from
Luigi’s voice was unrecognizable–a primal roar of pure rage that made even Ariana freeze in shock.
like cockroaches, stumbling over each other in their haste to escape the murderous. fury radiating
was like seeing
He rushed to her side, bús hands visibly shaking
She flinched away instinctively, a broken seb escaping her lips
hurt that flashed across his face seemed genuine, but before she could process it, the room began to spin, black spots dancing
drifted back to awareness in what she recognized as
the heard voices just outside her door–Luigi and his friends,
heated tones.
“Which one of you geniuses thought hiring men to sexually
down. just two more to go, then you’re
her raped?” Luigi’s voice rose sharply, making the others fall silent. “I never authorized
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