Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

"Shhh. Just remember Cyrus whatever I do is right. I am the only one that cares for you Cyrus. You have no one. Absolutely no one. And if you want to prove my words then ask help from your uncle and grandfather because trust me they wouldn't listen to you. You know why because only I care for you. They don't. " With that she stood up.

"Now eat." Caressing his head she walked out of the room smirking proudly.

Cyrus stayed frozen in his place for a longest time. Will his uncle and grandfather believe him if he tell them? Will they?

Night arrived and his birthday party started  Camile got Cyrus ready and he saw only his uncle on the party. His grandfather was feeling sick that's why couldn't attend this party but he still sent many gifts for his grandchild.

"Uncle I have to tell you something." Cyrus tried to ask for his help.

"Uncle help me. Aunty, that aunty is really bad. She bea---" David cut his words in the middle.

"So your father was right. Cyrus he already told me that you have been disrespecting Camile. I know you're not used to being with her. But now you have to. I wouldn't buy your lies just to get rid of her." With that David left him alone in his sorrows. Cyrus stayed stood on the spot in shock.

So she wasn't wrong. No one cares for him. His father, his uncle even his grandfather didn't care to even call him. She was right. He was alone. All alone.

Flashback Ended

David shut his eyes in pure regret. If only that night he had believed the truth Cyrus's eyes screamed maybe just maybe he would have been saved from all the torture he had to go through afterwards.

Hazel's eyes were continuously shedding tears. She couldn't believe how can anyone be this inhumane. To a child. A child! How could she have the heart to hurt an innocent child? How?

"After that Cyrus understood that he was alone. Whatever the affection he had for me, or his father just got disappeared when we both failed to acknowledge that how painful life he was living. I met him once and twice possibly as I used to live out of country mostly. Each time his eyes begged me to save him but I couldn't see it. I was too busy with my own problems and life that I couldn't save that innocent child which was slowly turning into someone worst than Marco."

Flashback Continues
Age- 10 years old.

A loud scream escaped his throat when she moved the sharp whip and slammed it against his back. Cyrus pulled at the strings that were keeping his arms locked. All he could do was to cry and just cry.

He wasn't the chubby and cheerful boy he used to be anymore. He had lost most of his weight. At such a young age he even got some muscles as all he was put through was training and an additional torture by this woman.

After beating him to her heart's content she threw the whip away taking deep breaths. She smiled watching scary scars all over his back. Even his arms were covered the whipping, stabbing and slitting. And all of them were given by her.

She walked infront of him grabbing a handful of his hair. She pulled his face up smirking like a devil she was.

"You're so fucking ugly! I can't even properly see your body anymore without feeling disgust. Look at this boy crying like a bitch!" She slapped his cheek making him groan loudly.

"You're so ugly Cyrus. I don't even know what those girls in your school sees in you. I mean just look at you, one glance at your face I want to spit on it." Saying that she slapped him once again.

Soon his body gave up fully and he fell on his knees even though the strings weren't helping him. Camile laughed evilly before kicking his stomach with her high heels. Her heels nearly stabbed his stomach making him cry out even more.

"Don't ever forget how ugly you are Cyrus Sylvester. No girl will ever love a loser like you. A weakling. Every girl just wants your money and you will see time will prove my words. No one loves you. No one!" With that he got another kick and she left the basement.

Marco was as usual out of the country leaving his son alone with this woman. Like she says she 'punished' him because he talked to one of his girl classmates. She was never in the favor of sending Cyrus to any school but Marco didn't listen to her. So she made a rule for him to never talk to anyone. Not even a boy and if she got a slightest news of him even glancing at any girl she will rip him apart.

For the past five years Cyrus's life was the same. Getting abused, tortured and being controlled by this woman everyday. He had lost his smile, his carefree attitude, his naivety. All he was feeling right now was emptiness.

It's not like he didn't try to get help. He did. He asked many people to help him even his uncle but no one believed him. His grandfather didn't even care to visit him or call him. He only sent gifts to him on his birthday each year that's all.

Cyrus had lost the hope of getting away from this woman already. He has accepted that there was no one to help him. Cyrus only once had seen Aaron Parker. Son of his tormentor and he didn't miss how weak and manipulated that child looked.

Aaron had hated Cyrus because of all the lies fed by his mother. She told him all kind of lies to raise a venomous hatred in her son's heart for Cyrus. Aaron only knew one thing that his mother was forced to take care of Cyrus and he was giving her a hard time.

As time kept on passing Cyrus's mentality started fucking up as well. He started becoming like a stone. A living and walking rock. Her torture slowly started becoming his habit. He got used to everything as every hope, every need, every dream of his got crushed by her.

Age-12

Cyrus was brought by his guards to the boxing match. He stared at the men in the boxing area with empty and cold eyes. He looked like 18 years old boy instead of 12. He was growing mentally and physically faster than needed and it was all thanks to the pain thrown at him.