Chapter 136

Lucky 136

It was unfair, nothing but double standard. A woman could hurt a man, kill a man, destroy his feelings, but it would look nothing in the society, saying that the man should man-up and be a strong guy to protect himself against the oppressors who were mostly protected by the law. 

But if a man hurt a woman, he would become the cruelest guy in the world. The world would see him as nothing but a criminal, saying that he should die. 

'... People's opinion, they can go fucking rot in hell. This is my decision, I hate her so much. I can't sleep at night, seeing that scene repeated in my head. Seeing my blood spreading on the floor while I'm screaming for help. Knowing that she smiles when I'm gasping for air... I don't care what the world sees.'

Calix almost died, no justification, no explanation, nothing. He just wanted to push this brutal truth towards Marianne. 

That karma is a bitch. Once you've done something horrible, revenge would show up one way or another. 

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Why hit her if you can smash her?

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"Let me go!!"

Marianne struggled but Calix was much stronger than her. Calix pinned her down and she couldn't resist. Well, she tried, she scratched and punched him but Calix easily deflected them. Even her punches were weak, Calix could take them head-on without flinching. 

"S- stop!!"

She cried but Calix gripped her arms instead, by using his one hand. Then, with deep seething hatred in his heart, Calix utterly tore her dress. 

Marianne was wearing a white knee-length dress with black leggings. But her dress turned grey because of staying in the cage for three days. In fact, she was stinking of body odor.

"You're fucking smell like an ass."

Calix mumbled without any mercy, he murdered the poor woman with that sentence. 

"Gaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

Marianne screamed, her face blushing, and tried to break free but Calix's hand that was clasping her arms was stronger. She couldn't move at all. Perhaps she was already affected by her backlash. She was getting weak the more she moved. Yet she had to escape Calix, or else she would lose something precious. 

"Don't touch me!! Stop!!"

Calix didn't listen to any of what she said. Instead, he continued tearing her dress. He even tore her black sexy leggings. 

Marianne gulped and her face turned pale. She didn't want this. Tears slowly gathered in her eyes. She became weak, she couldn't fight him anymore. She slumped on the floor and started sobbing. 

"Hic, hic… Please, I'm begging you. Don't hurt me, stop…"

She was crying. It was heartbreaking. She was like a poor kitten that needed to be protected. 

Calix stared at her. To be honest, he felt a lot of emotions. He knew that what he was doing was a crime. He stared at Marianne's poor appearance, the tears, the reddish cheeks because of shame. She stabbed Calix's heart with her sad face alone. 

Yet, together with guilt, Calix recalled that very moment, that hatred. Calix recalled when he was beaten black and blue, with his eyes swelling and he couldn't move at all. His body was aching. Then, he recalled how Marianne was smirking, making fun of his poor situation. 

"… Beg? What the fuck did you say? You're begging me to stop? Hah! Don't you remember when I was beaten till death? Don't you remember when you asked your lackeys to hurt me!!!?"

He screamed, growling like a tiger and Marianne instinctively trembled. 

Calix was pissed, his breathing was ragged.

"Marianne, we both know that you are smiling when you see me being beaten… Now, look me in the eye and say that I'm lying. Tell me that you feel guilty about me."

Calix dared her to stare. 

Marianne swallowed hard, then she stared at his abyss-like eyes. However, it didn't even take a second before she averted her gaze. She couldn't do it. So she cried instead. 

"Please…"

She knew in herself that she was guilty. Just because of one mistake, the moment when Calix peeked at her, Marianne started hating Calix and bullied him.

It was fun seeing him injured. Now, she didn't know if it was because of stress, or because of invisible force, but Marianne loved bullying him. Perhaps that was the reason why Calix took revenge and sabotage her. 

"See, what did I say? You're inherently evil. You bullied a person just because of one mistake, for two years, for two years Marianne!!"

He roared and Marianne flinched. She opened her mouth and she looked miserable. 

"Hic… Calix, I'm begging you. Please don't do this to me. Hic…. Have mercy, please forgive me…" 

She was sobbing between the sentence, she pushed herself to speak. After all, that was the only thing she could do. She was already weak to fight back. 

"Too late Marianne. You triggered something, you can regret everything you did to me, forever… But I'll never stop."

Marianne's tears rolled down. She closed her eyes, she knew that she could never turn back. She was going to be degraded and she could do nothing except accept it. 

"Please, I'm a virgin."

"Then much better. You will never forget this humiliation."

Calix whispered in her ear and Marianne wept so hard. Even swallowing was painful. 

Calix completely destroyed her clothes from bottom to top and her bare skin was visible to see. Marianne wanted to scream and shout for help but she knew that it was futile. No one would save her. Perhaps Leon might see her getting assaulted and laughed instead, Marianne didn't want to create another mistake. 

"Now, don't try to fight, or else you will receive a good punch to the face."

Calix was not joking, he might punch Marianne no matter how beautiful she is. Marianne was trembling and her weak sobbing resonated. 

Calix unzipped his cock… It was not hardened, because Calix was not horny. He was not a fucked up guy that would get horny to rape a woman. He was not that insane.

However, he had to do this. Because he wanted to destroy her emotionally. Something that she could never recover of. Calix was an evil guy and he admitted it. 

Forgiveness is never an option. 

Not for this woman who didn't forgive him, so why bother to be a good guy. He was a good guy once but what he received was nothing but beating. 

Calix started jacking off, he recalled the four women that he fucked. That was the only way to get his dick erect. Not with this crying woman in front of him. 

When Calix confirmed that his cock was already big enough to penetrate her. He didn't think twice and insert it roughly, there was no foreplay at all. No kissing and no caressing. Only pure hatred. 

"No no no, please stop. No no no-- Ahh!! Hic, you're the worst."

Marianne shook her head did her best to push him but she failed. She covered her face as tears started rolling down. She was crying so much, her cry echoed while Calix stole her virginity in the cruelest way. 

Calix felt like shit and so did Marianne. There was no love, only pure hatred. Calix started moving around and Marianne didn't know if she was crying or moaning anymore.

Was it painful? Marianne didn't remember, she just wanted Calix to stop. Yet in the middle of that loveless sex, Marianne started following his will. As if she didn't have a choice but to listen. She felt guilty that she felt good, it was the worst. 

[... Okay, I'm open for criticism. Fuck me up all good.]