Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 455

The moment Norton gave his orders, his men began to beat Victor up before he even had the chance to protect himself. Initially, Victor thought that he was strong enough to fight back. However, at the end of the day, he was nothing but a fourteen-year-old boy. Sparring with quite a handful of well-trained men, he soon lost the brawl.

They hit him at all his weakest spots. It was as if they wanted to break all of his bones.

Laughter reverberated through the air. “Little boy, call me Daddy. If you do, I might just go easy on you,” one of the men said. 

Struggling to cover his head with his arms, Victor was kicked from the back. Soon, he fell to the ground. Before he even had the chance to get up, someone hit him again with a baseball bat. 

For a moment, all he could see was black as he felt a sharp pain on his back. A sudden surge of blood arose from his chest before he spat it out from his mouth.

“Call me Daddy!” Laughter broke through the air.

“This boy sure is though. But I know he’s going to break soon. All it takes is a couple more hits.”

Their arrogant words seemed to ring in Victor’s ears. Struggling to stand up with his hands on the ground for support, Victor spat out blood from his mouth once more. Seemingly coming from nowhere, a foot stepped on the back of his hand.

“I said, call me Daddy! Are you fucking deaf?!” the man said, putting more pressure on the sole of his foot.

Victor raised his head, matching the man’s gaze. Not a word escaped his lips. Narrowing his eyes, the man gazed at Victor with disdain. He stomped on the back of Victor’s hand again. Instantly, Victor felt the intense pain. Cold sweat started dripping down from his forehead, down to the asphalt road.

The physical pain he felt seemed to have reached his heart.

It felt as though he had been stabbed by a knife. The pain he felt grew every time the man stomped on the back of his hand. He could almost hear his bones breaking.

Even so, Victor was determined to keep his lips sealed. He was stubborn and unwilling to beg for mercy.

It appeared as if the man had grown tired of waiting. Taking the baseball bat from his companion’s hand, he moved his foot and said, “You’re right. He’s not unbreakable. I’d like to see how tough this boy is!”

The moment he finished speaking, the man threw another blow at Victor.

“Ah!” Victor groaned. There was just so much he could take. 

After resisting for quite some time, his body seemed to have given up. He fell to the ground.

Despite his inability to fight back, the men still kept on hitting him,

They hit him eight more times with the baseball bat.

After the eighth blow, blood came out of his mouth and his surroundings seemed to have become more blurry. Victor knew that he could no longer keep his eyes open no matter how hard he tried. When he looked down, he caught a glimpse of the cemetery not too far away.

There was a vague figure of a woman in a floral dress. She had short hair and was walking towards him.

A frown appeared on his lips as he gazed at the woman. “Mom…”

Victor struggled to sit up. The excruciating pain on his body made it hard for him to breathe. It felt as though his organs were being crushed every time a cough escaped his lungs remember when he had lost consciousness.

His eyes wandered around as he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips. He wanted to know where he was. He didn’t think that he’d make it out alive. He thought he was going to see his mother again.