Hidden scars 2 episode 24

💔Hidden
Scars💔
(😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱)
By: Kã Mä Râ
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✏Written By:
_____Authoress Kamara✍_____
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#Season_2: ✨Episode 24✨
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🔞🔞The scene below is rated. So if you hate it, don’t read it. Just skip it🔞🔞
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🌹Natasha🌹
“No!! Alan!! Please, No”. I refused trying to run but I couldn’t. Please stop”. Tears were streaming down my cheeks.

He gripped my neck tight. “What did I say about crying, huh? Do you want to die? I can kill you without feeling guilt and you know that”.

I tried to fight back but I couldn’t. The slaps were weakening me a lot, i couldn’t defend myself anymore. He was heartless. Staring at with no void emotions, not feeling guilt at all.

He choked me. “You better do as I say or you are dead. You got that, bitch?”.

“Y-Yes”.

He pushed me back to the bed and ripped off my clothes in one large tear. I wanted to cover myself up but him slapping me stops me all of a sudden.

He got on top of me on the bed and quickly tugged off my bra, tearing it and revealing my naked br–sts.

He latched his tongue on my br–sts and began s–king on it so hærd as he bit on my n–ples hærdly.

I cried out for help but no one came to my aid. He looked at me coldly and slapped me hærd on my cheeks leaving no words in my mouth.

He choked me again. “I can kill you, if you ever try to defy me”.

Then he delved his fingers into me down there as I bit my l-ips trying hærd not to cry out of fear.

He got down from me and dragged my hair pulling me down to the floor pushing me to my knees.

“Aargh!!!”. I shouted feeling the pain of his tight hold on my hair.

He pushed me down on my knees in front of me and unzipped his trousers suddenly bringing his d**k out.

He gripped my hair. “s–k on it, bitch or do you want this the hærd way?”.

“No!!. Alan please, No!!”. I whimpered in tears.

As I said that, his thick belt landed on me hitting me over and over again. Why does he hate me that much?

He dropped the belt and dragged me close as he forced his d**k down my throat. I was choking already, not used to it but he didn’t care.

Tears ran down furiously my cheeks as he gagged his d**k into my mouth the more. I hate myself, i so hate my life, i hate being adopted into this family.

He continued doing that aggressively as he reached down and going for my dangling b**bs, rubbing them. He pushed me off his d**k and to the floor again getting on me.

He then in-serted his d**k down there, tears run down again making me cry. He fuvked me h-rder plunging deeper as I cried out. I beg him tearfully, pleading with him but he continued with his torture.

“How many times will I say shut up?”. He slapped me again making me to sob more.

He pushed his d**k down my throat again and his hands went down to my br–sts again, roughly dragging my n–ples. I hate you, Alan, i hate you.
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🌹🌹Dream Over🌹🌹
I quickly sat up and wiped off my tears, i really need to see a therapist like Reece had suggested.

I can’t keep continuing with remembering all what Alan had done to me. I looked at my room and tried to smile, at least I have a new life now.

I smiled and breathed in deeply as I looked around my room. I’m still fascinated by the beauty of the whole room.

I stood up from the bed walking around my room, checking everything in it, maybe there might be more.

There was a colorful study table and at a corner with also I noticed a door leading to a different place.

At the side of the room was a large makeup table with different makeup items on it and also a big mirror decorated in pure gold was hung on it.

Was My Dad actually this rich? What am I saying? He is Gael Heathrow, a billionaire and I am Natalya Heathrow, his daughter.

I walked to the other door and opened it, curious. Holy Moly!! Jeez!! It was actually a dressing room which looked like an actual boutique.

Designer clothes were hung around ranging from different seasons and the shoe racks were filled to the brim with designer shoes as well.

There was a different place for jewelries, it was of different sizes as well. Gold, silver, any brand, just name it.

I gasped as I took in everything in the room awe of the size. My Dad really did all this for me?!!

Everything was sparkly clean and neat, i walked out of the wardrobe room going back into my own room. I twirled around happily before I slumped on my bed with a sigh.

Several thoughts ran through my mind all at a time, all at once. All of them were about Alan, when will all this dreams stop?
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❤❤An Hour Later❤❤
I walked down the grand stairs holding on to the golden railings. Everything here in this place just manages to amaze me.

I landed in the sitting room and stared at my Mum’s picture frame on the wall. She is so gorgeous like I remembered. I miss you a lot, Mummy.

I went to the dining room and met my Dad seated there already with Natalie munching on their meals.

I notice bodyguards in the dining room as well. Maybe they are protecting my Dad, he is an important personality alright.

“Good morning, Dad”. I greeted cheerfully.

He smiled when he saw me. “Natalya, good morning to you too, have your seat”.

I took my seat and sat down, Harley, i mean Natalie waved at me and i smiled a little at her before facing my food.

Its still a little weird to know that Harley had been my sister all along. And not just my sister, my twin sister.

Everything is just a little complicated and not yet sorted out with her involving the both of us.

I still have a lot going on in my life and to comprehend how Harley and I are related isn’t exactly on my todo list right now.

“Natalya”. Dad spoke up. “I didn’t actually finish our discussion yesterday, you know that right?”.

I looked at hum. “I know that, its alright, i guess we can talk after breakfast”.

“I’m actually having my business partners over to talk about the shares for one of my companies”.

“Oh”. I mouthed. “So you actually won’t be available at all, today?”.

“I will but that will be in the afternoon”. He answered me.

“I guess i can’t wait then. Maybe we can talk after your company meeting?”.

“Yes. We can or maybe you can also join the meeting since you are the heir”.

“What?”. Harley, i mean, Natalie butted in.

“You both are my daughters of course but Natalya is the heir to my companies, she had always been all these years”.

“But Dad, can’t Natalie and I just share the company?”. I asked him on behalf of her.

“I will entrust Natalie to mainly most of my companies but you’ll be the one to oversee them”.

“Dad, i’m fine with Natalie and I been both the heirs, after all. We are twin sisters and can share everything”. I said and glanced at Natalie.

“Okay then”. Dad agreed. “I’ll call up my lawyer and make changes”.

I forked a crumpet placing it into my mouth as I chewed it. “Okay”.

“So, Natalya, are you spending your day with your sister or are you going with Kingston?”.

“Actually, i’m going with Reece to see his Dad at the hospital”. I informed him.

“Oh, that means Natalie will be here with me for this meeting”.

She looked at him. “I would be delighted to, Dad”.
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❤❤An Hour After Breakfast❤❤
I went down the grand stairs quietly so as not to make any noise whatsoever as Dad was having his meeting with his associates.

“So Dad, i’ll be on my way”. I tell him as I walked down the stairs meeting him.

“Should I send one of my guards with you?”.

I shook my head. “No, its okay. I can go on my own”.

“Be safe, Natalya and do send my regards to Kingston”.

“I sure will”.

“Bye Natalya”. Natalie waved at me sitting next to Dad as they spoke to his business partners for the meeting.

I smiled at them and walked off going to the main entrance. The doors were opened for me by the guards and I walked out still loving the feeling.

I stepped onto the porch going down when I saw a smooth sleek car drive in,side the mansion yard.

Who could that be? Maybe one of my Dad business associates.

The front door opened and a driver steps out going over to open the backseat and a young man came out.

Yep. Probably one of the business partners alright,

I walked towards the fountain hoping to wait there and maybe give Reece a call.

“Hi”.

I stopped seeing that he was referring to me and not anyone else. “Are you talking to me?”.

“Yeah of course. Why won’t I acknowledge a s–xy girl when I see one?”.

“Hey”. I replied him still uncertain.

He walked towards me. “You are a beautiful damsel, i guess, one of the lost and found twins, i’ve heard of you”.

“You know, there’s a meeting going on in there and you don’t wanna miss it”.

He stretched out his palm. “I am Nicholas Peterson but you can call me Nick”.

“Natalya Heathrow”. I say to him accepting the handshake.

“You are so beautiful, i could get lost in your eyes forever”.

“My father wouldn’t like you saying that to his daughter”. I joked playfully.

He chuckled removing his hand. “I would like to keep up this conversation but i have a company meeting to go too”.

“I suggest you go now”.

He grinned at me. “Don’t you think we both should exchange contacts, Natalya?”.

“I’m guessing you always say that other ladies you’ve been on a date with”.

He smirked. “None of them compared to your s–xiness”.

“Nicholas, i presume that you are about maybe 27 and I’m still in high school. Also, i have a boyfriend if you must know and we love each other very much”. I told him that.

“Who knows? Natalya, you might end up with me”.

“I doubt it”. I told him

“You are hot as f–k and I’m literally the same thing, we go together”.

“You been over confident sickens me”.

“See you around, s–xy”. He winked at me and walked off to the Mansion’s entrance.

I turned and watched him as he went in going all swag. Ugh!! I hate pompous guys like that, like totally.

Gosh!! The nerves of that guy, he can’t just walk in here and say things like that? How rude of him!!.

“Want me to go beat him up?”. I heard his voice say behind me.

I turn immediately. “Reece?!! When did you get here?”.

“Long enough to see that dipshit trying to get my girlfriend”.

“At least he didn’t”.

He slid his hand around my w–st. “He doesn’t stand a chance”.

“You are the only one I love”. I assured him.

“Yeah”. He smirked. “But I’m still beating up that dude anyways, trust me on that”.
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TBC.
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