Marrying My Father's Enemy-Chapter 28: **Humiliation**

Chapter 28: **Humiliation***

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~ || This Chapter includes a scene involving SA. It isn’t extremely specific, but if you have a sensitive heart, you may want to skip to the next one. || ~ freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"Never!"

The corners of Vanesa’s mouth twitched into a smile. "Still trying to act tough, are we?"

She looked at one of the girls standing beside her. "I think Eira needs a lesson in humility."

The girl stepped forward and slapped Eira hard across the face.

The sound of the slap was heard in the narrow alley, followed by snickers from Vanesa’s friends.

Eira’s head whipped to the side, her cheek started stinging, but she didn’t look away.

"Still proud, Eira? You could end all of this if you’d just admit you are a gold digger and after my father’s money. Just one simple word—’sorry’—and it all goes away."

"I have nothing to be sorry for."

Vanesa’s smile faded.

She gave a nod to the two men holding Eira down. "Hold her tighter."

The men obeyed, their hands pressed quite painfully into her shoulders, forcing her lower until her knees scraped against the rough ground again.

Eira’s legs wobbled from the force, but she fought to stay upright, refusing to give Vanesa the satisfaction of seeing her collapse.

"You think you’re better than us now, don’t you? Because you’re married to Callian Reed."

"This isn’t about me. This is about you being an idiot."

Vanesa’s eyes darkened. "You’re right, Eira. It is about me being an idiot. And about this idiot showing you exactly where you stand."

One of the girls stepped forward again, grabbing Eira’s hair and jerking her head back.

Eira winced, her scalp burned, but she forced herself to not show any reaction.

"Go on," Vanesa said softly. "Apologise. Show everyone you’re not as strong as you pretend to be without Callian."

Eira’s lips pressed into a thin line. "I won’t give you that."

She gave another curt nod to her friends. They moved closer, surrounding Eira completely, and their presence felt more suffocating now.

"Last chance, Eira," Vanesa whispered, "Swallow your pride. Or you’ll regret it."

Eira’s heart raced, but she held her ground. "I’d rather die here than bow to you."

"Fine. Have it your way."

And with that, she moved her hand to her friends.

They closed in on Eira, their hands reached for her, eager to enforce Vanesa’s crazy and ridiculous punishment.

One of the girls grabbed Eira’s bra strap and pulled.

Eira tried to hold it and lifted herself a little.

But the strap broke, and Eira fell forward, her bare knees hit against the ground for the third time.

Before she could catch herself, one of the girls shoved her roughly from behind, and she landed face first.

Someone kicked her, the force sent her rolling.

"Gaah!" Eira gasped as she felt her ribs crack.

Her eyes watered, the two men that were holding her, saw that Eira’s bra got detached from her back.

They both smirked at each other, and one of them looked at Vanesa.

"Take the picture," he said, while placing his hand on Eira’s back, then it moved to her breast, he squeezed it, then licked his lips.

"I want a copy too, so I can pleasure myself to it every night."

Vanesa smiled. She took out her phone and started taking pictures.

Eira was in pain, but she forced herself to stay strong and not give them the ideal pleasure of hearing her scream.

Pushed the man’s hand and curled into a ball, covering her exposed chest, and shielding her face as the rain of kicks continued.

The other guy saw Eira’s jeans ripped and her buttock showed.

He smiled and knelt to pull the rest of the rips open.

"No!!!!" Eira saw him and screamed, she tried to hit him but her hand was grabbed.

The other guy saw that, he placed his hands on her knees and started pulling them open.

"Please, let me go! Let me go!" she yelled with all the energy she had left.

Vanesa watched with a weird smirk. She didn’t plan this, but it was funny to watch Eira break in front of her.

She took as many pictures as it was possible to take; she didn’t know where this brilliant thought came from, but it all worked well for her.

The man started holding Eira’s hand, forcing her to the exposure, and started caressing her arm; he then lifted her up a little and licked her nipple, and then touched the other one.

"Didn’t I tell you that there will be consequences?"

Eira’s eyes widened, and her breath caught. Each lick and touch made her skin crawl.

She clenched her jaw, swallowing hard as a wave of nausea rose with every brush against her. Eira’s stomach twisted, and she had to fight the urge to pull away.

She took a trembling step back, staring, her hands clenched tight as she pulled it back with the force from the man.

This couldn’t be happening to her...

She didn’t know what to do. How could she let this happen?

Why wasn’t anyone helping her?

Suddenly, one of the girls grabbed her hair and lifted her up, forcing her to stand straight, but her legs were weak, and she almost fell.

*click* *click*

Vanesa continued acting like a photographer.

Then, she pulled another phone out of her pocket and started filming her with that one.

"Show me her face. Let the camera see her," Vanesa ordered.

A girl obeyed and grabbed Eira’s hair one more time, pushing her towards the camera.

Eira’s mouth opened and her eyes shut as the pain overwhelmed her whole body. She placed her hands on her chest, protecting her body.

Vanesa approached her slowly and looked at her.

*click* *click*

Eira heard the sound.

A tear slipped down her bruised cheek, the pain was too much to bury her alive, and she was sure some of the ribs were broken, but she kept her eyes on Vanesa.

"Be a good girl, come on! Be a good girl! You!" Vanesa pointed at the guy on the left, "grab her chest again."

*click*

He obeyed and reached for Eira, he cupped her chest and used it as a stress ball.

The other guy did the same, and both of them continued groping her.

"See? This is what I love to see! It’s perfect! Perfect!"

Vanesa watched, enjoying her revenge, and she continued making the evidence of the assault.

"I want you all to place her on the ground," Vanesa mocked.

"Why? We’re enjoying this!" one of them talked back.

"I said enough!" Vanesa raised her voice. "I have enough proof to keep her like a rat deep in the dungeons."

"No, I want her!"

Vanesa gritted her teeth. "I told you," she lowered her brow, "put her down..."

*bang!*

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