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HIS BROKEN OBSESSION HURTING HER EGO
Marianne “He made sure that she was always locked in this very room and during nights we would always hear her screaming through the room." Dania's eyes gazed into a trance, her voice keeping the template. “The morning when I would bring her meals, I would find her naked and chained to the corner of the bed and, compared to you, your appearance seems better.” She peeped, roaming her dry eyes over me. I forced myself to eye my body, which was finely covered with bruises and the thoughts made my skin shiver. Anabelle…. I could not dare imagine what cruelty she was subjected to. I pressed on the sheets, and I drew the covers round my shoulders. “His Psychotic and not in his right frame of mind Dania.” Lightly I whispered because ears were planted everywhere. Dania’s middle fingers came to hush her mouth, her eyes enlarged. “Pray that he doesn’t hear that from your mouth because you won’t last here for long.” “Why didn’t she try to run or do something?” It wasn’t like she was his pro
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION TAKE YOUR SOLE EXISTENCE
Marianne I could not believe the sight that played before my eyes. He was worried that his usual iron grip turned soft that the pain slowly went numb. I fix my gaze upon him, my eyes grazing his face, and I am left in a state of blankness. Time appears to come to a halt as his attention shifts towards the grand stairs, completely forgetting about the woman lying there. The astonishment trapped within her sea-green eyes is undeniable. “What the hell Ezekiel!!!!you can’t just ignore me!!!.” She pulled her hair in frustration, Ezekiel’s cum dripping down from her face. She looked pitiful. I chunked my head from his chest. “Find your way out of here before I lose my cool and do something that only you will regret.” His teeth grinding together when he uttered those words, the heaviness of his words made my head dizzy. Lucy yelled and screamed, but her screams soon disappeared into oblivion, so she broke down in sobbing. It got me thinking if she actually knew the man that she was
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION INSANELY ABNORMAL
Marianne “Imagine how dull your life would have been without me adding this little trauma.” He smirked happily, thinking that he was doing me some good righteously. His midnight orbs cast straight on me and compare to his height that tower over mine, I felt like a little squeaky mouse, loosely my hands wrapped around his neck, as I stood on my toes. Smoothly, his own hands came to make contact with mine and he subtlely bent to catch my ears in-between his teeth, playing with the soft flesh. Painfully, I yelp, crouching the expression on my face which hung with discomfort when he gently nibbled into my ears. Having the need to retreat my hands back, Ezekiel firmly clasped my hands, and I heard his voice lacing close to my ears. “Help me tie the necktie, darling, and stop causing unnecessary actions when you should be putting those hands of yours into good use.”What nonsense does he think his blabbering about? Did he turn into a carnivorous beast overnight, who now chews on peopl
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION HIS LITTLE PET
Marianne Eagerly I kept my eyes on her and right now she looked out of place. Such a big fuss about a garden, I thought. “Go back to your room and you dare not step out until sir comes back.” She strictly ordered, peeling her hands off me. I went back to my room; I sat on the balcony, getting unreasonably lost in my thoughts. The reason behind her panic over me cleaning the garden is something that I would like to understand. Never once did I ever conclude that I would be trapped in a castle with a beast just like the story which was bit related to mine. When a maid knocked on the door with the intention of bringing my meal. A very tempting and potential idea struck my brain. I took in everything Ezekiel was doing to me with a hint of protest and what if, for a change in time; I fought back? It's never my intention to stay here. And if I even dreamt of leaving this sick place in one piece, I would have to learn how to stand up for myself than taking all his abusive treatmen
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION VISITING HIS OLD PAST
Marianne With promptness and a harsh manner, I forcefully bang on his chest, desperately wiggling and dangling in an attempt to persuade him to release his grip and set me down, as the lack of air begins to choke me. The only thing I wanted right now was for the man to drop me down. He effortlessly caged me in his embrace, and my little struggle caused no effect retaining on him. I even resorted to screaming when he took the lock out strolling out from the room. My actions might not have hurt him, but it did get him immensely annoyed and I heard his warning ringing bells in the cold large hall. “If you move again, I will drop you down and have you rolling down the stairs.” It seemed like his intoxicated state had aimlessly disappeared. He wasn't joking with his words. Calmness submerged me almost immediately, and I bit my lips, knowing well that he wasn’t a type to bluff around. Still caged by his strong and protective arms, he carried me outside, only to stuff me inside the car
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION GONE INSANE
Ezekiel The white sheets partly covered half of the woman who laid motionless on the bed with her eyes shut, but her grip on the bed was prominent that it was hard to ignore and it posed curious questions further. Marianne pupils dilated and her bruised knuckles stretch out throbbing the veins from her delicate fair wrist. With her eyes closed, she looked paralyzed and pitiful that my jaw locked in hardness. This was the perfect state I wanted to have her in, to ride my madness and obsession deep into her soul and, if possible, inflict my hold on her. I stood at the feet of the bed, looking at her with my expression blank. Her condition could not bring me to feel the slightest hint of remorse and suddenly she yelled, cutting my haze of thought. “Don’t Leave… Me! Please Ezekiel, I’m pleading I don’t want to stay here take me back with you.” Her pleading cries stain that beautiful face of hers. Her subconscious wailing tightened my heart. My cold pair of eyes watch her like a
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION HER PAIN, HIS SOLACE
Ezekiel I found myself situated in the center of the car, with my trousers unfastened, while the girl stared at me with intense focus, as if I were a predatory creature. I drew her closer, going behind her ears to whisper. “I promise it won’t bite. Just hold it firmly around your hands.” I coated, urging her to take up my member. Since she was kin on playing this insanity game of her’s I could use this limelight to push her into doing whatever I see fit. Thinking that I was finally having her hanging inside my thick web of lies, she inched wanting to touch it however Marianne only poked it again with her forefinger and my crock reacted to the touch, stretching out and I felt a line drawing on my face. If we should continue at this pace, I would end up banging her head against the car from outrage. Hesitantly, I ripped the zip back on to settle into a more comfortable position. The girl fluttered her long lashes at me, her teeth still trapped in her bottom lip, and callously she
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION TORMENTING HER INNOCENCE
Marianne ~Trigger warning~ “Help.” “Help.” “Help.” I mumble. My eyes squinted open, my eyebrows sunk with the little source of light that penetrated through the window. It became blurry and dark that I could barely catch sight of anything. Three days inside this room became an unbearable nightmare that my hopes of escaping went through the window. The weakness due to the effect of starvation. I could only lie on the ground helplessly, begging for whoever cared to listen to let me out. I became trapped and caged with the realization that my plan that I cooked up got me nowhere. He knew that I won’t last long in this room, which was the reason he chained me up in the fatal position. Whipped with cold and hunger which hit me on the first day that the door was shut close, I became a crying and begging fallacy of myself. My yearning to get out drained down the hole and slowly I could feel the senses that there was no escape from the hell and I was trapped here for eternity. I w
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