Chapter 310

• I let out another rumbling growl and swung my fist out sideways. It hit some piece of furniture which was still miraculously intact, and it crashed to the floor with a loud slam. Pain streaked up the bones in my arm, and I fucking welcomed it. At first, cold, ancient and deep-rooted fear bloomed inside me when I realized my abuser was standing a few yards away from me.
• My body’s first impulse was to get as far away from him as possible. But that fear was purely psychological. The only feeling I had been forcefully conditioned to associate with him as a child was strong, unshakable fear. And that was what I felt as I stared at him. The fear wasn’t really from me, it was from the scared little kid inside me, that never really healed.
• “You have grown so well, son. Now I see that you are not a bastard, after all. And you now have more money than I could ever dream of. Maybe that slut, Cora, did a fair job of raising you.” The monster grinned. “I heard she nearly died months back. Serves her right, don’t you think, son? Women deserve to be broken if they don’t know their place.”