Chapter 3 has been re-edited and moved to another section of the story.

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In one of the rooms on the top floors, a young blonde sat on a velvet, red couch. Light was spread across the room, producing a warm, satisfying heat for the woman. Her golden blonde hair, that was emitting a halo-like glow, was pulled up into a loose ponytail, while her brown eyes were deep in concentration. Lucy sat comfortably in a half-sitting, half-lying position. She was carefully holding a tattered book in one hand, while the other was supporting a sleeping blunette. Wendy decided to join her a couple of hours ago with the hope of joining her read. Lucy had promised to teach Wendy to read in secret, but the tired blunette ended up dozing off half way through. Lucy continued to read the old book.

She finally finished reading the last few pages. Lucy shut the book carefully and lowered it into the crook of the couch, stuffing a pillow in front of it. A content sigh escaped unintentionally as she looked out into the garden. The mansion itself had a large garden, flowers blooming vibrantly over the field, and fountains producing ice-blue water. It was peaceful, which was extremely rare for a Friday afternoon. However, peace wasn't allowed to last very long.

A door down the hallway slammed, echoing throughout the house. Lucy perked up and sighed, she looked down at Wendy and gave her a little nudge. The young girl slowly opened her eyes, a petite yawn escaping her lips. Another door slammed. This time, Wendy was wide awake. She opened her eyes widely and looked towards the door. Her small arms were clinging tightly around the 18-year-old. Finally, the anticipation stopped, and Lucy stood up, the young girl still clinging on. The door creaked open and three figures walked in behind her master.

"Welcome home… Master" Lucy held back a snarl. The pinkette lowered his head to the floor, covering his darkened eyes. The smell of alcohol lingering off of him. His father made him drink again.

"Wendy. Out" Natsu ordered. He made his way over to his sleeping quarters, and pulled the tie away from his neck.

"B-but Natsu… What abou-" Wendy was cut off when Lucy covered her mouth. The blonde grimaced, removing her hand from Wendy and nodded towards the door. Slowly and reluctantly, Wendy complied and rushed out the door. When she was out of the room, Acnologia shut the door and locked it. The older man made his way towards Lucy with a smirk. He ran his hand down the side of her body, and tugged at the fabric covering her legs.

"What's with this outfit… bitch" he sneered. Lucy was wearing a grey hoodie and jeans. She hated exposing herself and found some clothes in the spare room that weren't used. "I thought I ordered you to wear that outfit". The outfit was a red-lingerie set that left her bruised stomach and legs exposed. "Well? Why aren't you wearing it?" No reply. A large slapping sound echoed through the closed room as a hand came in contact with a cheek. Lucy didn't wince, she didn't even make a move. Her glare stayed fixated on the older male. "Natsu" He called out to the 19-year-old who was leaning against the wall, facing away from the abused girl. "Show her what happens when they disobey orders".

Natsu let out a sinister grin, however there was a glint of guilt in his onyx eyes. "Gladly" It rolled of the tongue like poison, he stalked towards Lucy, gliding his hands over her body and tugging at her jumper. "Take it off" he demanded, however there was no answer. "Take it off, or I will let every man in this room have their way with you". He was serious. Lucy hesitantly took off her jumper and shirt, leaving only her bra and jeans. He looked at every part of her body, scowling at her new bruises. He nodded towards her jeans. Lucy obediently took off the final piece covering her lingerie. As quickly as she could, she attempted to cover herself. Natsu turned his head away and gave a pleading look toward Acnologia, he grunted in return and nodded. The young man turned back to Lucy and in an instant, had her pinned up against the wall with a painful thud. Natsu pinned both her arms above her head, and had one knee pushed between her two legs.

"Strip her" Natsu flicked his head over to the deep voice. His father was serious. Natsu looked back to Lucy, her eyes didn't show determination, they showed fear. Natsu adverted his gaze and growled quietly. He could hear the camera behind him recording and this made him growl louder.

"You're going to stand there while I take these off" He hissed into her ear. She bit and looked the other way, holding back the sobs that wanted to escape. She wasn't just humiliated; she was vulnerable as every male in the room started at her bare body. Natsu raised a fist and brought it to her stomach. That happened repeatedly. Fists collided with all parts of her body. Everything was going numb. Natsu stopped the punches and moved his large hand to her breast. Painfully squeezing it. He dug his fingernails into one of them, small spots of blood forming around them.

"We're done" He muttered, releasing Lucy from his grip. The blonde collapsed in pain, sobbing loudly into her arms, not caring about who was watching. She had blood dripping from several parts of her body and new bruises were forming over old ones. "Leave" He commanded, "I want to have some fun with my slave by myself" Natsu growled as he watched the older men leave.

"You're too nice Natsu, someday that will kill you" His father warned, opening the door and slamming it behind him. Natsu walked to the door and locked it. He leaned his head against the door and sighed. The sobbing behind him stopped. He turned to see the blonde had collapsed into a slumber, most likely from the pain and humiliation. Natsu walked over to the female and picked her up gently.

"Nat..su" She mumbled quietly, cuddling into her abuser. He gritted his teeth and made his way over to his bed. Carefully, he placed her down and covered her up with the blanket.

He gently placed his hand on her head and slowly brushed her golden locks away from her face. "I'm so sorry Luce. I promise we will get through this". Natsu got up and left the room, punching his fist against one of the walls in the hallway, hot tears streaming down his face.

Natsu left the manor, ignoring and glaring at the maids and butlers that attempted to stop him. Before he knew it, he was at the bottle shop. He bought several bottles of liquor and a pack of cigarettes. He wandered to an abandoned house he used to visit when he was younger. His mother used to secretly take him there when he was 6. She used to visit a friend that had a daughter around the same age. He peered down at the dried-up blood across the floor, he never forgot her face… nor the bloodied mess that occurred that one night. He shook the thought out of his mind. After 1 bottle of Vodka, Natsu pushed himself off the floor and staggered to the table. He grabbed a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up in an attempt to smoke his problems away. He the burning cigarette to the ground, stomping on it several times before picking up another bottle of vodka.

He hated the fact that he had to hurt someone that would do anything for him to be safe.

He hated the fact that he was the face of slavery.

He hated the fact that he had to hurt every single beautiful feature of her.

He hated the fact that she flinched every time a male went near her.

She hated the fact the she still loved him after everything.

Most of all, He hated the fact that he could never love her back.