The Billionaire's Sex Slave novel Chapter 53

All I could hear was the sound of the hospital machine. I couldn’t feel what they were doing to my face because of the anesthesia they injected into me. I could see nothing but the strong beam of what was hitting my eye. I was also gradually drowsy due to the side effects of the medication.

Only one eye was operated on me because I could no longer find a donor. I also accepted the woman's offer to take one of her eyes, so I'm sure she's also here in this room, lying with me. When my eyes could no longer cope, they closed on their own. I couldn't fight the drowsiness anymore because I also knew that the people in this room knew what to do.

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--2 years after--

“Caroline!”

I turned to the woman who had given me the eye and taught me again how to see. I am now at the end of the ravine while enjoying the strong breeze. The long dress I was wearing was rising and while my long hair was parting as well.

“Here!” I called her back as she approached me. I saw the white patch on her left eye, while the green color of her right eye was obvious. It glows. When I look at that, it is as if I can see myself as well. I also use her eye, which is now placed in my left eye.

“The black patch is suited with you.” She smiled at me.

I went down when I stepped on the rock and went down as well. When I approached her, she stroked my soft long hair that was now up to my waist. Gone is the Caroline they once met. I could hardly recognize my face because of the changes in my face. Almost everything has changed, even the shape of my face.

My glowing eyes back then have been replaced. My left eye is emerald in color, while my right eye has a black patch because it has turned white due to blindness. What used to be just the right length of my hair has become longer now. They changed everything in me, even my whole being. And when I come back, I’ll make sure they all get a taste of my revenge.

“Are you ready?” Aiza asked me.

Aiza Dela Torre was the woman who helped me. She didn't just help me. As we talked, she needed something from me and I needed something from her too. She gave her eye to me as to be my twin in the revenge we would take. She was mad at Hugo Easton and so was I. Not just to Hugo Easton but his entire family. From him, his wife, and his son. I will pay for them all, not just him.

Aiza Dela Torre’s family is among one the famous wealthy. Because of it, she met Hugo Easton, she gave everything to Hugo because she thought, the man would stand and stay for her. What does a young heart know about love that, we think, is pure and real? We thought it was honest, but in the end, it turned out to be a snake that would bite us. That's what Hugo did to her. Because he is good-looking for women and does not look old yet, he captured Aiza's heart, but his target is different.

He wanted to know about Aiza's business, so that became the trigger for the collapse of their company. What Andrius enjoys now is because of his father's deceptions. That man has no heart! And now, I’ll be back to give them a taste of what it feels like to be goofy and playful. I want them to know how it feels to fall to the ground and kiss the mud.

“I'm ready.” Without fear and hesitation, I told her. “Where do we go first?”

She smiled at me. She removed the patch of her eye, so I also removed my patch. I held on tightly to it as we walked together towards the end of the ravine. I laid my hand on the space and chasm that seemed to be infinite in depth. She also accompanied what I did. Holding hands, we dropped the patch there. The wind blew it away but eventually fell.

She turned to me, and I turned to her. Her eyes just seemed normal. That was my white eye that had been blinded. It is like contactless, this is proof that there is nothing ghastly on my face. Even my damaged eyes are still artistic to look at. This white eye is the symbol of my misfortune, and this green eye proves that I lived to give them a chance to pay for the evil they did to me.

We walked back. When we got inside, she had whiteboards ready. I stared there as a dart stuck in Hugo Easton's photo. Her plan was for us to take revenge on Hugo, but we had a conversation after I told her what had happened to me.

She informed me that she got to know me because Hugo had told her a story about me and that Hugo and his wife were both aware of my existence. It was planned and deliberate. The dormant anger in my heart came to life again.