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CEO's Only Wife The drug
Jair suddenly entered the room and Eric didn't bother to hide his anger. "What the hell are you doing in here?" Jair was clearly drunk and that made him all the more dangerous. Jair's eyes flashed with anger before striding toward the girl who was curled up on the bed. His gaze roamed over her naked body, and his lips curled into a lustful smile. "It seems to me that the little whore is awake." The girl is scared, very scared. She hastily crouched to the head of the bed, trying to cover herself with her arms and hair - and at the same time trying to pull the sheets up from under her. He suddenly realized the fact that the girl had not reacted like that while they were sitting on the bed together. She seemed more enraged than scared of him, but that was after the blindfold was removed and she realized who he was. That means one of two things: either, she feels she already knows him based on their brief encounter, or two, she finds him unthreatening. Whether it's one or two, the way s
CEO's Only Wife My eyes
I was seven years old when I was first warned about becoming a whore. It was one of the few times I spent time with my dad, which I remember vividly because he scared the crap out of me. We were watching the movie Return to the Blue Lagoon and Lilly was bewildered when she noticed blood between her legs. I was too young to understand what was going on, so I asked my dad. He said, “Women are filthy whores and filled with filthy blood, so they have to get rid of it every month.” I was so stunned that I fell into an eerie silence. I imagined myself running out of blood, just skin and bones. "Am I a woman, Dad?" My dad took a long gulp from his soft drink rum, "Someday." My eyes blurred with tears as I thought about the horror of losing all my blood, "How can I have more blood?" Dad smiled and hugged me. The smell of alcohol on his breath was always a consolation to me, “You'll have a little girl…just don't be a whore.” I squeezed my dad, "I won't!" Leaning back, I looked into his d
CEO's Only Wife A chair
I use it to wash clothes for my family at home. My stomach tightens. I don't hate my mother. I love her. I should have told her that often, even if she rarely told me. Tears hurt my eyes, but right now I couldn't fall to my knees. I had to think of a way to escape. My first instinct was to try using the door, but I brushed it off because it was too stupid. Firstly because I remember it was locked. Plus, if it's not locked, I'm sure I'll run into the kidnappers face to face. The look of that guy, the guy named Jair, his eyes flashed in my mind and a shiver of terror ran down my spine Instead, I tiptoed over to the curtains and pulled them down. The window was boarded shut. I could barely hold back a cry of frustration. Running my fingers around the edge of the wooden plank, I tried to pull it up, but I couldn't. Damn it. The door swung open right behind without warning. I spun around, slamming my back against the wall as if I could blend in with the curtains. Room door is not locked
CEO's Only Wife Beside me
“Over here,” he said. The voice startled me, but I moved towards him anyway. "Stop. I want you to crawl over here.” My legs trembled. Cow? Are you kidding? Run. Run now. He stood up and looked straight at me. Where do you run? Look how quickly he pushed her to the ground and drugged her! My knees hit the ground. What other option is there? I lowered my head but still felt his eyes on me, like the weight that signaled his hand was about to reach out. My knees and palms move on the ground until they reach the toes of his boots. I am stuck. Almost nude. Weak. Scared. I am his. He leans down and gathers my hair with his hands. Slowly, he pulls my head up until our eyes meet. He looked at me intently; His brows furrowed, his mouth pursed into a rigid line. “I wish he hadn't done this to you,” he said while stroking the corner of my left eye. “You really are a beautiful girl; It is shameful.” My heart constricted. Memories, that memory tore through my defenses and rose to the surface of
CEO's Only Wife Darkness
My hunger is an angry living being, scratching and howling beneath every inch of my skin. I lunged for the sumptuous meal like a hungry animal - shoving food and water down as deep in my throat as I could. I don't even know if what I'm stuffing in my mouth is chicken or dried spiced beans. Just knowing where that food could fill the void in my stomach was fine, and I ate until I couldn't eat anymore. Until I'm full. Grease, salt, and food crumbs covered my hands and face while my throat was busy constricting around the last batch of hearty food. When my hunger stopped, I finally saw a plastic fork in the middle of the empty paper plates. In a frenzy, I grabbed it and ran straight to the paneled window, weakly stabbing it into the planks. As the meal continued to find its way down to my stomach, the plastic fork shattered when I tried to pry open the window. Breathing fast and shallow with the food still in my throat, I finally threw the broken pieces of plastic across the room, towar
CEO's Only Wife Invitation
The sound of my heart pounding in my ears, my breathing became labored. Anxiety swirled through my body to settle in my stomach, making me feel nauseous. I thought to myself: Should I resist him? Should I risk angering him? My instincts don't tell me to run or hide, they say stay still. They say… obey? Please stop. He let go of my hand, quelling all the panic; Not knowing what to do with my hands, I wrapped my arms around myself. It felt like he was piercing me with his eyes. The ferocity in that gaze was almost filthy. What is he doing in my mind? Something very strange was going on inside of me, a very basic and very simple perception, like man and woman, female and male, hard and soft, game and prey. Yes, I was terrified. But at the same time there was an undercurrent of something quite familiar. Lust? Maybe. My eyes drifted away from his face. I had fantasized about this man, dreamed of being touched by him. I used to long for his eyes on my naked body. Picture his soft lips on
CEO's Only Wife It's done
He pulled me off the floor with his wrists, and, in one swift motion, hung my wrists on a bedpost until I was precariously standing on my toes. Hanging huge exposed there; My whole body is tensed to a close - everything is exposed, my breathing becomes rapid. He roughly grabbed my face, “Do you know what your problem is, pet? She still hadn't learned to choose wisely. Dinner would have been different, but you chose this.” I have prepared a sly reply on the tip of my tongue. The words would make him as angry as I terrified, but then he kissed me. The kiss was intense, possessive, with the intention of smothering the criticism in its infancy. There's no glancing tongue here; he was too smart to do that, but just pressed his full lips against mine. It ended before I had a chance to react. He walked over to the cart where the food had been left and rummaged through a black bag. My eyes widened. Where the hell is that thing? There is nothing in the world as ominous as a black bag, a blac
CEO's Only Wife Her disguise
Eric closed the door to the girl's room and locked it, then put the key in his pocket. He rested his forehead on the closed door. The image of her body reappeared, lying face down on the mattress, the criss-crossed whips on her back stretching from shoulder to ankle. He wanted to run the tip of his tongue over every red mark, leaving no part of her untouched. Through the door, he could hear her muffled cries, and a strange shiver ran through him. Tension welled up inside Eric, showing itself through Eric's body, causing his muscles to tighten. He stopped stretching and then clenched his hand, knuckles creaking then letting go. Loosening his body even more, he forced himself to relax. It's three o'clock in the morning. He was drugged, sweaty, and in need of something, anything—a woman, perhaps. He looked away, the soft colors of the lights were not very bright but still bright enough. He likes this house. With each passing week inside it, he liked it more and more. From what is known
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