As The Wind Blows Your Scent To Me

T/W: Violence and R****

Mrs. Fujihara ordered the attendant to just leave the room alone. The man swiftly abid to her. 

Her long legs gracefully strode to the opposite side of the table. The middle-aged lady's elegance was a stark contrast to when she landed a slap on Himari's face a few weeks ago.

"I won't beat around the bush," A sneer curled up on Mrs. Fujihara's face after she sat in front of Himari, "You're pregnant right now, aren't you? Abort it."

Stunned by the rude words, Himari frowned.

"You don't have a say if I want to raise this child or not," retort Himari defensively.

True enough, this vicious woman knew of the pregnancy. She might have been secretly being wary of whatever Himari was doing every day.

Mrs. Fujihara ignored Himari's words as if she didn't hear anything. She opened her bag and threw a bank card at Himari. The card landed next to the water glass.

The glossiness of the thin card seemed to mock Himari.

"There's fifty grand inside." Mrs. Fujihara chuckled, "It's more than enough for you to do an abortion. I've been generous with you."

Himari clenched her hands hard, her nails almost dug inside her flesh. Wrath began to surge from her heart, almost clouding her mind.

"Take it back. This is my child. No one could make me abort it."

Mrs. Fujihara's face changed. Faint madness glinted dangerously in her eyes.

"So what? Once my son returns, you'd bring the child to him and ask him to be responsible? Hell no!"

Through gritted teeth, Himari spat, "I don't have anything anymore with your son. This is my child alone."

Sure, Jun had contributed half of what it needed for Himari to have this child but, she didn't have the intention to let him play the father's role. Like how her mother had done, Himari planned to raise the child all by herself.

"Heh, you can say that because he's not here," Mrs. Fujihara crossed her arms against her chest, eyes condescendingly staring at Himari, "I've met enough vixens to know that you're lying."

Himari didn't retort to that.

Illegitimate children were aplenty in high society. Although Jun's father didn't have any, as far as the society knew unless it was hidden, Himari understood what had been worrying this vile woman.

Mrs. Fujihara won't let any illegitimate child ruin Jun's future marriage with the chosen lady from a family that was on par with the Fujihara. Aside from the succession problem, there was also a matter related to Jun's past with Himari. 

"I won't submit to whatever that you want," Himari pushed back the chair. She stood up, looking down at Mrs. Fujihara who was still sitting, "This is my child alone. If you kept quiet, your son won't know about it."

There was also a possibility that Jun might come searching for her again but, Himari didn't want to think about it yet. She had enough trouble so far the moment Mrs. Fujihara knew of the pregnancy.

"If you want, you can send your lawyer to me. I'd forgo any rights of this child from being related to your family."

Himari was willing to do it, signing any documents that stated she won't seek any financial help or anything else from the Fujihara family. With those, it was evident that this child was hers alone.

Without waiting for Mrs. Fujihara to answer, Himari turned around from the table and walked to the door. She didn't see the sinister look in the woman's eyes.

"I have to get home fast..." muttered Himari while she was walking down the hallway.

She might be overthinking but, Himari was fearful if Mrs. Fujihara would play tricks with her after the rejection.

Aborting this child?

She won't!

The last ray of sunlight had long vanished from the sky. The moon was hanging high up there, basking its soft glow to the ground.

The attendants were welcoming the new patrons at the doors. They greeted Himari who exited the place. She just gave them a faint smile.

Himari walked down the stairs of the private restaurant, her eyes were staring at the phone. She was booking a cab using an e-hailing app.

"It's quite cold," Himari rubbed her shoulders.

Because this restaurant was built on private ground, the surrounding at night was rather eerie. The closest establishment was a few miles away from here.

"...humph!"

Himari's view got obscured suddenly. Big hands grabbed her tiny frame, pushing her forward. A big bag was tightened to cover her head, not allowing her to see the attacker.

"What... Let me go! Let me... ah!"

Himari's struggle was futile. Her head and body was knocked on something hard before she lost consciousness. A few nasty voices of men drifted into her ears.

When Himari came to, her hands and legs were tied up tightly with ropes. Bulb lights dangled from the ceiling. The unpleasant smell of garbage and urine lingered heavily in the air, almost making her choke.

But, what shocked Himari with fear the most was the lewd gazes that came from men who were staring openly at her. She was lying on a coarse mat, defenseless from these men.

"Hehe, Brother, she wakes up already," One skinny man with pocked marks on his face whistled.

"Not bad. It's not even half an hour," answered a bald man who sat on an old couch.

Wide-eyed with fear, Himari forced herself to speak, "...who are you? Let me go, please! Let me go!"

She didn't know where was this place but, it was surely far from public places where people were crowding. These men didn't even bother to gag her mouth.

Himari winced when all of a sudden, a rush of pain came from her lower abdomen.

"Of course we would let you go," A slightly chubby man sneered, "After we have a taste of you, Beauty."

"...what?" Himari flinched, "Please... Let me go! I'd give you my money but let me go!"

Her desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. The men laughed cynically, enjoying seeing her panic-stricken state.

The bald man fished out his phone and made a call. His eyes on the frightened Himari, he pressed on the loudspeaker.

"Brother, don't forget to record the call," reminded the chubby man.

"Shut up. I know what to do."

Soon, a familiar voice came from the phone, adding horror to Himari's mind.

"What? Have you finished having fun?"

It was the vicious Mrs. Fujihara!

"Argh! Let me go! You... emph! Emph!"

The skinny man covered Himari's mouth with his filthy hand, cutting short of her angry shoutings. Himari tried to move away from him but his other hand grabbed her waist until her back touched his chest.

"Hey, madam, this little beauty asks us to let her go," The bald man laughed, "What do you say?"

"Humph! Did I pay you for nothing?" Mrs. Fujihara clicked her tongue. She didn't bother with Himari's yell earlier, "You can let her go but, make sure she bled first. You can have fun r***** her until she miscarried. I don't want the child to still be alive."

"Hohoho! You're so cruel, madam. Okay, let us do that."

The bald man tossed the phone on a chair after ending the call. He moved closer to Himari whose eyes were red with tears.

"Aye, Beauty, what bad luck do you have, huh?" The bald man crouched on the mat, one hand rubbing Himari's ears, "That rich madam wants us to make you miscarry? What better way to do that other than f****** you hard, doesn't it? Don't worry, we'd serve you well."

Horrified by the disgusting remarks, Himari kept shaking her head. She wanted to shout but the skinny man's hand was pressed firmly on her mouth.

"Brother, it won't be enjoyable ah if we don't tape her mouth," The chubby man gathered with the two men, "I don't want to hear her shouting."

"Go and get the tape," ordered the bald man.

"Yessir!"

"Emph! Emph!"

"Shut up!"

Bang!

The bald man grabbed Himari's head and knocked her onto the floor. An excruciating pain spread from her head down to her entire body. The pain was more terrible down at her lower limbs.

Her mouth got taped.

"Hehehe, her body is quite seductive," The skinny man licked his lips. He jutted out his tongue and left a wet mark on Himari's right earlobe, one hand groping her chest, "Brother, hurry, rip off her clothes!"

Himari was thoroughly disgusted and fearful with what was happening but, she couldn't overpower the three men in her current state. Her hands and feet were tied until she felt pain. The ache that came from the back of her head worsened her state.

Please, somebody... Help... Please...

Under Himari's tearful eyes, the bald man tore her shirt and skirt off, displaying her body to the lewd eyes of the beasts.

No... Please, no...

She had never felt this shameful and terrified her entire life.

She would rather be dead!

"Hehe, I'd go first," The bald man laughed, hands taking off the belt of his pants.

"Yes, yes, you can taste her first, Brother," The chubby man laughed along, "We wanna just witness your skill."

"Here, here, have her," The skinny man finally let go of Himari's waist, letting her lay alone on the mat.

Just kill me... Please, just kill me...

My baby...

Himari didn't really remember what happened next.

When she was dreading the moment the bald man touched her, a loud sound came from a direction. 

Through her hazy state of mind, Himari faintly saw the men get shocked before men in black rushed inside the room.. At the end of her consciousness, a woman dressed fully in black walked toward her, eyes gleaming coldly.