(Flashback)
(The chapter includes disturbing content, reader discretion is advised.)
"There you are Doran, I was looking for you everywhere," the raspy sugar-coated voice had the young boy looking up. The slightly curled red fiery hair of the woman fascinated him. And those emerald eyes were enchanting.
"I was just getting my homework done ma'am," he answered in all sincerity.
"Ma'am? Just call me Arica." She reached out and stroked his cheek, "Why don't we have some fun? You would like that right?" She asked in a sweet voice, her eyes twinkling with evil mischief.
"Yes!!!" the boy excitedly replied as she offered her hand and he took it.
She led him inside her room and pushed him on her bed. That was the day his innocence was snatched by his father's mistress and he was too young to realise what was happening.
The sessions as she started calling them started mild and then turned into full-on sexual tortures.
