The Tormentor
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🩸THE TORMENTOR🩸
( Blêed•For•Me, Ixora )
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Copyright © 2025 by Naomi Cindy B.
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No part of this publication may be reproduced, copied, or reposted in any form, or by any means without a written permission from the author.
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PROLOGUE.
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My name is Ixora Rhodes, I'm 19.
Three years ago, my best friend's father was gruesomely murdered.
Evelyn—my best friend, was very sure of who the murderer was, and as the richest girl in the country, the cops were ready to arrest anyone she pointed at.
As Evelyn's best friend, I thoughtlessly supported her too, so when she pointed fingers at Warren as the murderer, i believed it and even testified against Warren in court.
Warren Creed was a brilliant medical student, and as an hated son in his family, no one stepped up for him.
Nailing him was easy, his alibi and evidence of innocence were rendered useless.
Warren was sent to jail, but three years later, I found out that Evelyn lied.
Evelyn actually asked Warren out, but he had turned her down bluntly, prompting her to angrily frame him for her father's murder.
Warren already spent three years in jail before the truth surfaced, but he was released immediately.
But then... he's not the same innocent Warren who got arrested anymore.
Jail changed him to a self-acclaimed god of his own purgatory, a hedonist who draws pleasure from playing wicked mind games.
Unluckily for me, Evelyn died in an accident same day he was released, leaving him with me as his only prey.
Just me—the girl who testified falsely against him.
Nothing would stop him from ruining my life, crushing my existence, and trampling on my soul under his feet.
He's out for blood...for revenge, but the lurking devil inside him suddenly wanted something more than that.
Something crueller, primal, and darker.
Something that'd make me cry blood, crawl, and beg shamelessly at his mercy.
What is it?
Find out in this bumpy ride.
Don't dare miss out!
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🩸THE TORMENTOR🩸
( Blêed•For•Me, Ixora )
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Copyright © 2025 by Naomi Cindy B.
Book 1 in the Mindfûck Trilogy
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CHAPTER 1&2.
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[BEVERLY HILLS~RODEO DRIVE~CALIFORNIA]
He's back.
Ixora's palms were sweaty and clammy on her chocolate-coloured phone pouch as she scrolled through Cali news with shakiness, stalking every available blog for tidbits.
Since she heard the news during lunch at school, her world has been spinning without a plan to stop.
She's currently sitting on her well-laid bed in her large, rich room, inside her mom's mansion.
Her mom's mansion is one of the largest and tightly-protected house in Beverly Hills, but tonight, she couldn't feel the protection.
Breathing is even a problem as everything she's seeing online gagged her and stole her air.
Warren Creed is back from jail.
Same guy she testified against three years ago for the sake of her best friend Evelyn.
Just yesterday, it was found out that Evelyn had lied, and he was released without any punishment for Evelyn since she's a rich bîtch anyways, but Ixora knew something was coming.
Warren wouldn't just sit still after getting exonerated.
It's a rainy night, and the incessant thrum of the rain strokes against the glass of her open window synced with the uneven slams of her heart beneath her sternum.
She spotted another news on a different blog, and as she read the writeup, she gulped.
→"Warren Creed who was condemned to jail three years ago has been released today after it was revealed that Evelyn lied, and the law didn't punish her? What the fûck is wrong with Cali government!"
Ixora dragged her comforter closer to herself, leaving the blog as a WhatsApp message popped up from Evelyn.
Evelyn sent pictures of herself and Nadine — their third friend. They're having fun at a drive-in cinema.
Rage burned like sulphuric blaze in Ixora's skull, and she spranged up from the bed, her foot landing hard on the cold floor.
Evelyn has the nerves to have fun after ruining a guy's life and even dragging her into it?
Evelyn Ortega is a well-known brat, and how she became besties with her is still beyond her own knowledge, but what she didn't expect is this level of wickedness.
She pulled off her PJs and pants. She even forgot to wear another panty before putting on bum shorts and a big tee.
She's gonna go to that cinema and hurt Evelyn. Pin that.
She wore a face cap on her blonde hair and didn't even take a look at her pet fish in the glass aquarium as she went for the door.
Immediately she opened it and saw the butlers and maids lining up in front of her room, she gasped in remembrance, shifting back and quickly shutting the door.
Her mom grounded her yesterday after she got drunk at a school party, so she's forbidden from going out at night till tomorrow, reason for the stupid butlers and maids.
If she tries to leave, they'd drag her back inside, and even if she manages to escape them, there are securities surrounding the house.
She went to her window, looking out to see the huge securities standing on every perimeter in the compound.
But one thing is for sure, she has to leave this house tonight, so she must do something.
An idea came to her mind, and she didn't think it twice before sliding out through her window.
Thankfully, there are pillars to skid through, and there are designed bricks to place her legs on as she skimmed the wall.
Her eyes widened when her cap dropped from her head, falling down the securities angle.
She stopped breathing as she peered down, thinking she got caught, but they didn't even see the cap, so she bit slightly at her upper lip before continuing.
Steady, steady, till she slipped into the shootout next to her room and breathed out in relief.
She dusted her shirt and was about to go down the open stairs when the scornful voice spoke.
"Ohhh, look who's snooping around. I regret that my room is beside yours, otherwise you wouldn't be using my shootout as your escape route"
Ixora smirked, her lids lifting as she turned around to see exactly who she expected.
Serena, her cousin who stays in this mansion with them.
Serena is an annoying pest, and it's even more annoying that they attend the same college.
She's leaning on the rails, her wild eyes logged in on Ixora, and she's wearing exactly what Ixora is wearing.
Bum shorts, big tee, including the face cap. Only the colors are different.
Ixora took quick steps to her and took the face cap from her head, wearing it instead.
"I lost mine to the ground, figured out I could take yours" she smiled — an unfriendly one.
Serena stepped closer too, so they're right in front of each other. She's taller, but Ixora is fleshier.
"You might wanna see this" Serena suddenly shoved her phone screen at Ixora's face, and what Ixora saw made her snatch the phone from her.
It's a picture of Kelsey—Serena's bestie, going into her dad's mansion.
"What the fûck is Kelsey going to do with my dad!" Ixora demanded impatiently.
"What do you think?" Serena winked with sass, taking the phone from her.
"You dumbo!" Ixora spat, rushing down the stairs while the echo of Serena's laughter followed her like a shadow.
Ixora totally forgot about the pouring rain till she got to the base of the stairs and the rain began beating her, but she didn't care.
She needs to go to her dad's mansion first to stop Kelsey.
If Kelsey fûcks her dad, she'd legit be pained, so she quickened her steps, the rainwater gumming the strands of her hair on her shoulder.
Thankfully, there are no securities in this side of the compound cos Serena once poured hot water on one of them, so she freely walked to the fence.
She struggled to lift herself over the top, and she had no idea how tall the fence was till she got to the top and felt like she's on a skyscraper.
It was her alone against the rain as she began struggling to jump down too, but surprisingly, someone held her from the other side, carrying her down gently.
It's Romeo, her driver and bodyguard who happens to be attending the same college with her too.
"Romeo? You already went home after dropping me earlier" she said surprisingly.
The fox-eyed guy bowed a little, then he unfolded his black umbrella and covered her with it, leaving himself to keep getting soaked in the rain.
"The repair shop called that your Cadillac repair was done, so I brought it" he said, pointing at the red car in front of the gate.
"And you came in the rain? You could have waited till tomorrow morning" she said, wanting to touch his wet sleeves, but he slightly shifted back from her hand, making her drop it.
"Are you going somewhere?" He asked immediately.
"Good thing you came, take me to my dad's" she replied, walking to the Cadillac already. He followed, opening the door for her.
She got in the backseat, and he carefully shut the door, getting in to start the drive.
Fog clouded the streets, making it hard to see clearly as the rain eventually turned to drizzle, spraying the windscreen, but Romeo still drove through it.
He drives as though he was born with a wheel in hand, making sure she felt no discomfort.
The chill night air thorned at Ixora's skin, reminding her that she should have worn a cardigan, but how would she even remember when crazy things are happening tonight.
Her parents divorced last year, and when the lawyer asked who she'd like to stay with, she chose her mum for a personal reason.
And this bîtchy Kelsey? Apart from being Serena's bestie, she was also Warren's girlfriend before he went to jail, and since he went to jail, Kelsey made it her job to steal every guy she likes, in and out of school.
She takes them all, and now it's her dad? Over her fuckin dead body.
Romeo pulled up in front of another enormous mansion after a fifteen minutes drive, and she literally jumped out of the car, not bothering to take the umbrella with her.
The doorman opened the small gate, and she ran in.
Both parents are madly rich, so needless to say...this mansion smells like money, too. Just like her mum's.
She rushed up the light-steps stairs, barging straight into her father's room.
It's damn true.
Kelsey is sitting on her father's bed, already stripping, while her father — Rafael, is just coming out of the bathroom in his towel only.
"Xora" Rafael called shockingly, but she's not even looking his way.
Ixora went straight to Kelsey who's smiling with taunt. She grabbed her arm and began trying to pull her away from the bed.
"Let go of me!" Kelsey dragged back.
"Xora!" Rafael shouted, and Ixora faced him in anger, her pretty eyes now furious.
"You're really gonna fûck her? She's my school mate, Serena's bestie!"
"What!" Rafael gasped shockingly again.
Shock number two.
"You sent my boyfriend to jail so it's only right to do all I can to hurt you. Fuckin your father is just the start. I'll get pregnant for him and you'd call me stepmother!" Kelsey yapped.
"I didn't send your boyfriend to jail, it was Evelyn, everyone knows!" Ixora gnarled.
"Yeah but you helped her to testify! You said it in court that day that you saw him doing the murder! Your fake testimony was the main reason my baby was jailed!" Kelsey slammed.
"And now he's out, why don't you just stop this effing shit?" Ixora replied hotly, her ears reddening.
"After suffering behind bars for three years? After you and Evelyn destroyed everything about him? Look, we're only just starting, and you better be ready for me" Kelsey replied, pulling back the straps of her see-through gown before taking her bag.
She faced Ixora whose face already turned red together with her ears.
"I'm gonna fûck your dad, Ixora. I mean it" she pointed a finger at her face before exiting the room.
Ixora stood still for seconds, the stinging words echoing in her head before she finally faced Rafael who's still looking speechless.
"Xora, trust me I didn't know she was your scho—"
"Now I know the reason why mum divorced you" she cut him off coldly, and he went silent guiltily.
"I hate you Rafael!!" She shouted, rushing out.
"Xora!" Rafael ran after her, but she was already out.
She got back in the car with Romeo outside.
"The drive-in cinema" she said, and Romeo moved the car.
"Xora!!" Rafael's voice followed yhr car as he hollered, but she shut her eyes, fingering her wet strands of hair.
Romeo looked at her closed eyes through the mirror for a while before focusing back on the road.
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[Satan's Heirs Hideaway]
It's an hideaway because it's where they live — guys who already gave their souls to the devil FOR FREE.
They're not the only ones who call themselves Satan's Heirs, everyone else does cos they really are.
They're sons’ of important, rich families in this city, and at the same time, they're the most notorious males existing.
Some call them the antichrist, some call them the wolves.
Any bad name you come up with belongs to them, they eat it all up.
They're Warren's friends before he went to jail, and they still are. Their bond is too strong to be broken.
The three of them are in different spots in the devilishly designed house. Wallpapers of burning humans, skulls and bones, black mamba snakes and black money shades are hanging around.
The ceiling design is transparent too, radiating the 3D projection of a thick, black forest.
The lights in the house is rotating from purple to green to red to blue.
Smokes rose to the stiff air from a marijuana kettle on a black table, and the whole house smells like it.
Capri...the silent devil is on the couch, his ringed face hidden behind a magazine as he slumbered.
Ashton...the pop-god is sitting not far from him with a lollipop stick in his mouth.
His pops are specially made, soaked in marijuana from the manufacturing industry, so he's always high, and his tongue is always coloured.
Konstantin, the Russian in the group who's the angry bird is just coming down on the snake-like stairs, his hair falling over his hazel eyes.
Pretty eyes, heartless chest.
Everyone of them feeds on chaos, they breath in darkness and anarchy.
"He's here" Konstantin announced in a ringing voice which resonated.
Capri removed the porn magazine from his face and stood with Ashton at the same time.
The door opened, and the long-awaited member walked in, freezing the already cold air.
He's wearing a matte black hoodie and madly ripped jeans.
The hoodie covered his head, up to his eyes, to half of his face.
The only thing visible is his pink, pale lips. There's a bird on his left shoulder though... A white dove.
Even from a short distance, he looks dead. Nothing is alive inside of him, and it shows.
His jaws tightened as the three walked up to him.
"Welcome back to the outside world, War" Capri patted him.
"Where were you? The motherfuckin cops released you since 10am and you refused to let us come pick you up" Ashton said, patting him too.
"Had to settle some personal scores" Warren replied curtly, his voice too, too deep.
"What personal scores?" Konstantin demanded instantly.
"Leave it that way, Konstant." Warren replied, a clear tell-off which made Konstantin simper.
"My surveillance cameras says Evelyn Ortega is at the drive-in cinema, and Ixora Rhodes is on her way to meet her" Capri read out from his phone.
"Shall we go burst a skull?" Konstantin said, his eyes shinning with mad interest.
"Or two" Ashton added, same freak in his abnormal eyes.
"Or four?" Warren's lips spoke.
"You mean we're including her divorced parents? Can this night get any fuckin better?" Konstantin smirked.
"Delicious" Capri muttered, cracking his fingers.
Warren led the way out of the hideaway, and they followed.
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[Drive-in Cinema]
The drizzle already stopped when Romeo arrived.
He found a good spot to park in, and Ixora stepped out, searching Evelyn's car with her eyes.
Evelyn drives a yellow sports car whenever she's out at night like this, so she began looking for yellow among the numerous cars.
There are so many cars tonight, mainly because the movie showing is the London remake of culpa mia.
Ixora was about to dive deeper when Romeo came out of the car and covered her with a dry, warm coat.
"I don't need it, thanks anyways" she told him, returning it before going deeper into the place, the sound of the onscreen movie clattering at the back of her mind.
She came here with Evelyn and Nadine several times before, and she knows Evelyn loves parking at the middle since she's an attention whore, so she went to the middle space.
It wasn't hard to find Evelyn's yellow glittering car, and she rushed over, opening the door to peep in.
"Xoxo!" Nadine squealed.
"I knew you'd come after seeing the pictures" Evelyn chuckled. "Where did you park your car?"
"For real? You lied and sent him to jail, and the truth came out just yesterday. He was released today and you weren't punished cos you're from the oh-so-great Ortega family, and you're here seeing a movie? Have you no conscience?" Ixora said, her anger showing through the sharpness of every word.
"Wait...you came here to say this?" Evelyn came out of the car, her crop top barely covering her bra.
"We should go beg, at least." Ixora said, and Evelyn gasped, swinging her yellow iphone.
"Beg? Me? Evelyn Ortega? What do you think the media would say about that? So what if he spent three years in jail?" She arrogantly snickered.
"The fûck?" Ixora came closer.
"I said what I said! He turned me down when I humbly asked him out. How dare he? Cos he's hot? Well I'm hot too and every guy in this city wants my number so he should have thought twice before saying no to me! The three years in jail is for turning me down so I say he deserves it" Evelyn replied remorselessly.
Ixora's anger ballooned at every word that came out of Evelyn's mouth, so much that she couldn't contain it.
She slapped her hard on the left cheek, and Evelyn staggered on the car window, her eyes dilated.
Nadine quicky got down from the car, getting between them.
"Girls, please. Not here" she said, trying to make peace.
"Xoxo, you slapped me?" Evelyn gasped again, still holding her red cheek in disbelief as the sting multiplied.
"Yes I did! Are you insane? You dragged me into it remember? You made me testify falsely against the innocent guy you idiot! And you aren't even feeling any remorse? You're a bîtch, girl!" Ixora snapped.
"If I ever beg that guy, then I'm not Evelyn Ortega, and for this slap? You'll pay tenfold!" Evelyn smacked, rushing out of the place.
The rain started again like it has planned to ruin all tonight.
"Calm down, girl" Nadine faced Ixora.
"Calm down? Don't do that" Ixora glared, adjusting her face cap before going after Evelyn.
Nadine also went after her, and Romeo came out of the car, following them too.
Evelyn was already walking towards the road, and Ixora had to walk faster
"Evelyn stop right there! Evelyn!!"
"After slapping me? You better get off my back!" Evelyn shot back.
"Evie!!" Ixora yelled the short form of her name.
"That won't work, I said stop following me!" Evelyn yelled back, crossing the road already.
Ixora ran faster, and she was about to enter the wet road with her when it happened.
A jalopy car whose driver has lost control of it's wheel entered the road like a drunk, and it felt like a dream as it drove into Evelyn.
Ixora froze up as she watched Evelyn's body roll down the road, her blood flowing on the sleek asphalt.
"Evelyn!!!!" She screamed in unison with Nadine.
"Darn it" Romeo muttered, running into the road as the jalopy driver came out, crying when he saw who he had hit.
Evelyn Ortega is not to be messed with, the richest girl in this city for the matter.
Nadine rushed into the road too, but Ixora? She's still rooted on her spot, still feeling like it's a dream.
It's not real.
That's not Evelyn on the road, is she?
The collective honks of cars and bikes penetrated into her ear in a cacophonic tune, and that alerted her
It's real! She's not dreaming.
"No" she muttered and was about to run into the road too when something perched on her shoulder.
Her steps faltered, and her bones emptied out their marrow as she looked up to see a dove, holding a paper on it's beak.
The dove dropped the paper, and it fell in Ixora's palm before the bird flew away.
The rain got heavier, pounding the shell of her ears as she looked down at the paper.
Rainwater is starting to wash away the black ink, so it's crawling around the white spaces, but she can still see what's written in it.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW TO CRY BLOOD? YOU SHOULD LEARN IF YOU DON'T. YOU'LL NEED IT, LITTLE LIAR"
Raw fear licked her neck, and rain strokes finally tore the note apart in her palm, spreading the tatters at her feet.
The rainwater entered her mouth, and it suddenly tastes very hot like a boiling threat, a confirmation that she's about to be cooked.
A Bugatti Divo is on that same road, opposite her, and the windows are down, showcasing the four.
Particularly, Warren is at the driver's seat, his long fingers drumming ominously on the steering as the dove came back to perch on the car roof.
His lifeless eyes are on Ixora who's still standing there like she just got her death sentence.
"The jalopy driver has to die. He had no damn right to kill her when she's ours to kill" Konstantin muttered furiously.
"Her partner is still alive, do the calms" Ashton replied beside him, looking at Ixora hatefully as he crushed his pop in his mouth.
They're both seated at the backseat.
Capri is beside Warren in the front seat. He's silent, but the hate in his eyes for Ixora is overweigh.
Warren's lips pressed to a thin line when Ixora turned around, and their eyes met with an electric impact — like two naked wires.
Her eyes widened.
He could nearly hear her rapid, scared heartbeats despite the distance between them.
That's right, she should be scared.
The pouring rain is a witness to this insanity that's about to begin.
Now that Evelyn — the main culprit, is gone, he'd have fun making Ixora's life a reference to pains and strife.
Oh... How sweetly wicked are his plans for her.
She'd cry like a child,
She'd beg like a starving dog,
And He. Won't. Fuckin. Listen.
TBC.
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