Moving to him with the tiny bells raising the warning signals. I gasp which was too sudden because the man huge hand unexpectedly shot up to my right breast and I whimpered in a low whisper that was sexual, alluring in every way but my arousing body heed no effect to him as his dark cold eyes loop into my and I felt like crying because his hand was adding more pressure.
He tug me in a way that I leaned over to him with our faces a few inches away, and heard his cold voice say maintaining the eye contact and I felt my eyes pricked with tears welling up.“I did know that I wasted my money to purchase an animal that wouldn't listen." He growled with one of his fingers massaging my buds and I squeezed my legs, fighting hard not to moan.He leaned closer to my ears and continued, “I own you Marianne. Every inch of your body belongs to me." his wet hot tongue tailed up to my ears.“Ahhh! " the sweetness mixed with pain swelled from me when he bit into my earlobe and a tear slide down my eyes with fear lacing in them.He withdrew from me, fixating his eyes on my breast and I knew my misconception of him was wrong. He was just another replica of the other men.“Three simple rules that you have to follow darling, one you must subject your body and soul and mind to me and only me, if you should dare look at another man I will have you floating in the sea." he nudged my breast rotating his hands while I was unable to focus on his words with pleasure dwelling in my green eyes.He lifted my butt with his other hand and I didn't know when I ended up straddling him, but the sweet delicious feeling was soon surpassing my tears and I moan when his manhood bulge into my pants.I wiggled my butt, earning a groan from him. What was I doing? I was suppose to feel disgusted by his touch.He threw his head back with his other hand steady on my waist. He then snapped out of the pleasure and his hand that was in my breast shot up to my neck, curling his fingers and the atmosphere shuddered with the playfulness gone.“If you move your butt one more time, I will fuck you until your senses fly into the moon," he warned, his nails gazing into my neck as his jaw hardened. “Number two rule, whenever I need your body, you must have your legs spread on the bed waiting for me, and lastly don't ever think of escaping because I will hunt you down and you will wish you were never born."The man's obsession was driving in his midnight eyes and I swallowed, looking at him and he threw me away from his body as I bounced back on the seat, my head almost hitting the window and I quickly picked the dress to cover my body.“Eyes down! " He shun.I bite my bottom lip, lowering my eyes to the ground with my throat dry and a series of tears flowed from my eyes, gripping onto the dress. I felt like the biggest fool in the world to think that the man cared about me.I felt more useless than ever.The car turned completely silent as I wore the gown with a dull and lifeless expression. Settling in the car. This time I did not look at him because I knew his true colors. He was a beast.Only heaven knew what they had installed for me. Probably this was for the best, being a prostitute wasn't that bad, at least the assurance was there that I won't be sleeping with another man apart from him. More thought spurred in my mind to console myself for the worst.After some time the car stopped and the doors open as he got out, I followed suit only to see that we were no longer in the main city but instead in a deserted part of town with a tall mansion, clutching on the dress that made me look presentable I dragged my legs inside the mansion.Entering inside the huge mansion, a line of maids welcomed us and I walked inside looking quite awkward.A hand abruptly grabbed me and I paused my movements. Raising my gaze to see an old woman gripping onto me with an expressionless face and she said to the man that settled himself in a sofa nearby.“What should I do with her, sir?"Ezekiel threw a glance at me and I dropped my eyes down, “Give her a room." the old woman bowed her head with the order and was about to leave when I heard Ezekiel say, “On that note have her in her birthday suit and send her to my room in an hour time."I was taken upstairs, and I was shamefully ripped out of the dress and the old woman said. “Get yourself clean, fast, I will be waiting here." and I shook my head entering the bathroom.I finally stepped out from the bathroom after enough mental preparation, bracing myself for the night. The old woman spread scented oils and cream on my skin until I was glowing all over. With the finishing touch, she added light makeup on my face and I forced a smile on my lips to light my appearance.Reaching his room, we stepped in.“All you have to do is to do nothing," said the old woman.she helped me removed the night dress, leaving me standing naked in the large room that was adorned with the best and the most expensive item in all the country.But the hyping fear shielded me from admiring the room and I sat on the fluffy bed, staring blankly at the wall as the old woman tied a red ribbon on my neck, making me look like a present. And then the door opened to welcome Ezekiel and the old woman immediately excused herself from the room, leaving me at the mercy of my new buyer.He entered the room with powerful strides. When his cold pair of dark eyes shifted down my body and insensitivity, I squeezed my legs closed.“Stop making that face. You look hideous," he remarked, walking past the bed to the mini table that had a bottle of wine.I watch as he poured a glass for himself, gulping down a large amount of drink.He raised the glass to my face and question. “Do you want some? "Earnestly I shook my head. I had a low tolerance when it came to alcohol.Sparing not a single glimpse at me, he unbutton his white shirt, revealing his toned chest that had different types of tattoo inked on his skin. Partially, I felt the room becoming hot when his pants fell off!My throat throb at the sight of his bulge in his boxers. He was well endowed in every place.“Enjoying the strip show?"He faced me as I lowered my head down. Once he was completely naked, too, I was pushed in the middle of the bed with his manhood touching me down there, peeping kisses on my neck. His movements emotionless, he parted my legs, and I heaved, gasping for air, when I heard a loud noise coming from outside.“Where is he! Where’s the demon I gave birth to?" and the door burst open and I peeked over his shoulders to see a woman in her mid fifties marching in.The man on top of me rolled his eyes before getting up.He enunciate calmly, “What brings you here...."I flinch my eyes at the harsh slap that fell on Ezekiel's face, the woman slapped him!“As if taking my daughter’s life isn't enough, you want to also reining the family's reputation, I regretted the day I bore you." she slapped on her stomach.Ezekiel rolled his face uncontrollable balling his hands into a fist, “What have I done this time, Mrs. Quinns?” he faced her with a cold glint in his eyes.“What have you not done! You're done everything, here you are having fun, with this thing! When your father is in the ICU!"I slowly drag the covers to myself at the woman's remark. I felt embarrassed.“So... What do you want me to do, sacrifice my life then, like how you wished for your daughter." he raised his eyebrows narrowly.“You Bastard!" she yelled raising her hand again in an attempt to hit him but he easily caught her hand.“I won't take another hit for the second time Mrs. Quinns." the atmosphere turned tense.The woman eyes burned with outrage and bitterness, when she spotted the fruit knife on the mini table she immediately picked it up, the action was too fast when she held the knife in order to stab him, however I didn't know when I stood up blocking the knife that eventually hit me!We stood there naked in each others arms. Closing my eyes I braced myself for the pain. Time stood when I open my eyes only to see his hand stretched forward holding the knife, his hand dripping in blood.The blood flowed from his hands dropping on the white floor and the woman slowly retreated back. Her eyes lengthen.Obviously Ezekiel didn't let go of his grip on the knife as it continued digging into his flesh.“You better leave before I do something to you, dearest mother." he coldly voiced.MarianneThe woman quickly flee out from the room and in a twinkle of an eye I was left alone with the man. “Are you going to keep standing there like a fool or will you get out?” he looked down at me. His words didn't immediately register to me until when I felt something hard pressing on my buttocks, and I blush shifting away from him. How can he be this shameless even in this situation? I stepped away from him, taking the blanket to cover my body. I saw as he effortlessly removed the knife where his face didn't show any sign of pain. Biting my bottom lip, I stared at his hand. I was the reason why he was hurt. If I didn't step in, he probably would have handled it in his own way, but why would his mother try to hurt him? I shifted my eyes to look at him as he sat on the sofa while pouring a glass of alcohol on his wound. I was on the verge of speaking when he abruptly interjected. “Leave, your presence is not needed anymore."“But you're injured." I didn't know if I was going
Marianne In a subconscious manner, I instinctively retreated upon hearing his remark, sensing a certain uneasiness about him.“I won't bite,” He firmly said, playing with a smile on his lips. My heart was pounding at every giving minute, my chances of escaping were still high only if I could get away from this man's sight. “I was about taking my leave.” He stared at me for like three second searching for any hint of lies and I stiffened with an invisible sweat running down my back. Hesitantly, I gave a swift nod, brushing past him while making sure my nervousness was intact. His distant voice laced into my ears. “It seems more like you're trying to escape, and your face looks rather familiar.” He touched his chin with a calculative expression. “Ah, you are the girl Ezekiel purchased at Bethel! Marianne! Right!” he exclaimed, and I balled my hand into a fist with my face crouching in frustration. How did he know so fast? I still had the chance to lie, but time was slipping away.
Ezekiel My black eyes fixated on her as I watch with all amusement, seeing her all confused and scared at my command. The girl was beautiful, but too beautiful for my own liking. Scaling my tongue over my teeth, her little action of disobedience was something I couldn't overlook. However, the girl didn't move as I felt the cold air rushing down my veins. A bit of annoyance sparkled in my eyes. “If you don't like this punishment, I have something better in mind. Something that we both will enjoy.” I moved from the pool, goggling at her expression that brought solace to my empty heart as I fed on her appearance that was quite alluring. Her full lips and dark hair creasing onto her delicate shoulders while her body was molded approximately in the right places, bringing out her womanly curve that didn't escape my eyes that night at the auction. Her kissable lips fell open, probably in fear. Marianne unknowingly took a step back and her soft voice fell on the deaf part of my ears
Marianne I gasped and woke up almost immediately jerking out of the soft bed as I felt the coldness of the water sinking into my brains. The sheets underneath turned wet as I jerk out from sleep. Fluttering my lashes multiple times to clear my blurry vision with the ice-cold water dripping from my hair down to my face, I seize my breath when my eyes caught hold of the person standing beside the bed with a bucket. “Rise and shine, bitch.” Her vicious voice made my skin crawl underneath not because of her act of pouring me water but because of her heart captivating beauty. My brain glitched just staring at the woman that was no less than my age, but her make-up was overrated. Who was she? And most of all, how did she get inside the room? From her tight fitted short dress, she wasn’t a worker here. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” I threw tiring blatant questions at her. Most especially, where was Ezekiel? I shifted my gaze away from her and towards the room devoid of
Marianne Slowly I drew out from being unconscious with my eyes heavy, accompanied by the sticky sweat that ticked down my back. I was bound to a chair with both my hands and legs tied up. The warning bells struck again. I was kidnapped! The room had poor lighting illuminating from the four corners. The place seemed like an abandoned warehouse with creepy webs. I stuttered, gulping the fear that was feeding on my body. “Hello... Is anyone there...” My words echoed to be trapped in the four walls of the room. The feeling was way too familiar that I tasted my nervousness running down my throat. History was reiterating itself. Automatically, I gripped on the chair tightly when the door slowly cracked open, casting a dark shadow on the ground as the male body walked in with a cane in his hand. It was Ezekiel's grandfather! Wait, what was he doing here? “Sleeping beauty is finally awake. I thought that I would have to put a bullet in your head so that you would sleep forever,"
Ezekiel In one of the many dark rooms in the underground factory in Russia were illegal gems and rare stones were being shipped from across foreign countries. I sat on a throne-like chair majestically. Tapping on the armrest, my neck raised high while my eyes were brewing with uttermost cruelty and danger pitching. I mouthed, dropping the smile while my eyes to glisten in brutal ness. “I see you won't speak. The diamond was safely packed along with the rest goods under my men's supervision and you say that it didn't arrive on the coast ship." A man covered in blood from head to toe, his eyes almost lifeless with his face badly beaten, his fingers were chopped off, leaving the middle one intact, but not for long. “I promise I don't know where they are. I never had my eyes on them after it left the factory Mr. Santiago is lying boss." he groaned, holding his chest. I flickered my tongue. The fool was still. Lying even when he was already on his way to the gates of death, he w
Marianne Gradually I opened my eyes to meet the fancy ceiling of the room and slowly the memories came back along with the pain. It took me sometime to adjust to the brightness. Getting up from the bed, smoke covered my vision, and I jerked up, alarmed. Was the place burning? I looked to the side, and I saw a faint shadow falling on the balcony of the room and my hands immediately reached out, holding my chest when my heart almost limped out from fear. What was he doing there, standing like a ghost? Slowly yet softly, I called out. “Ezekiel….” I walked up to where he was standing. From behind I noticed how his black hair was damped, his broad shoulders were well fitted in the white bathrobe. He stood looking as handsome as the devil, ready to steal my soul away. He held a cigarette as he smoked heavily. Now that I thought of it, he was always either smoking or drinking . I face palmed my head. I was thinking about him again. Looking at the floor twisting my fingers, I blandly vo
Marianne His loud voice startled me that I was passivefied with fear hearing him raise his voice at me. He was being terrifying, and it was intense that I peeled my eyes from his. My lips quivered with tears threatening to fall. “And what if I don’t sign them?” I forced the words out of my mouth. “Don’t play mind games with me, girly.” He walked over to my chair and he bend his tall body to my level. “He might be kind to you, but I won’t.” “Ahhhh! It hurts.” I yelled out my lungs when Ezekiel brought his nails plugging it to my wrist and he twisted his fingers before he whispered in a dangerous voice. “I can do this all day long, Marianne, and you’re the only one who is going to be in pain.” Shakily I took the pen, hazardly penning my signature on the paper while his fingers were still brutally on my skin, making me confused in pain. My fair wrist turned red with finger markings, my eyelashes turned wet, and I looked away from him, not wanting him to see me in such a pitifu