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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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Marianne. The man’s eyebrow crinkled with mere surprised and disbelief clouded his grey eyes that stroke me in the cold night. Locking me in his enchanted magnetic eyes. He uttered, the strength of his voice collapsed in my heart, making my already rattled heart messy. “Hermosa.” He pronounced, trapping me in his gray orbs. I licked my lips, getting truly worried, and before I could put my thoughts, I heard him chime. “What are you doing here late at night and that on the road?” Only if he knew that I would prefer to sleep on the streets, then go back to that cage. My toes gripped to the ground, racing my eyes back, and I parted my mouth to say. “Can you help me?” I leaned, hopefully if I can get a lift from him half of my problems would be solved. He gave an enchanting smile in response to my question, and I didn’t give another thought before jumping into the car. Desperate times call for desperate measures. “Hermosa, what happened to you? I reached the hospital, and I w
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION I WANT TO TREAT YOU BETTER
Marianne With my cheeks firmly held by him, I could feel the soft heat emanating from him. Unfortunately, it was unable to alleviate the fear that resided in my chest and was strongly reflected in my eyes. He repeatedly asked again, this time in a more low and cozy tone amicable to the silent Ezekiel. “Hermosa…” I pushed his hands off me, feeling disgusted and shuddering in cold hard fear slipping into my tongue because Ezekiel remained at a standstill and I knew it won’t be long before the ticking bomb would explode. Taking three steps back, with cold-blood draining deep on my face which resonates at a fast pace that the man wanted to grab me again, but I stretched out my hands halting his movements. Cold with an emotionless humor, I phased chewing my cheeks, which pain engulfed from. “Please leave.” A slight pleading attached monetary to my words. The tension would intensify, causing a fatal outcome for him, as Ezekiel's calm and composed demeanor makes it impossible to p
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION NOT ALL LOVE IS SWEET
~Trigger warning, content very disturbing~Marianne As my eyes blinked, a thought crossed my mind that perhaps I had misheard his words, causing my tears to glisten. “What? Don’t give me that eye. It’s not like I’m going to kill you. It’s just simple. I want you to marry me and in exchange, that sweet Erin will go back home alive.” He simply stated, grazing his tongue against his teeth. My uncontrollable tears flickered past his eyes like it met nothing, my heart getting overwhelmed with feelings. I didn’t know what to say about his proposal. I was already his sole property and possession, that my life drained in darkness. The thoughts that I would be spending the rest of my life with this human beast caused an unsettled clashing in my stomach. I didn’t respond, and he gave me a stare, silencing my thoughts. Sitting helpless with pain and frustration, I watch Ezekiel stand up with his hands tuck in his pocket. He strolled over to Erin. “She’s such a sweet and innocent thing. Imag
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION HAVE YOU FALLEN IN LOVE WITH ME SWEET
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