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~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
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Marianne At this very moment, I found myself lying in a large and comfortable bed with an IV fluid attached to my hand. As I lay there, I could hear the doctor speaking to Dania, giving her important instructions. Dania listened attentively, her face displaying a serious expression as she absorbed every word. Once the doctor departed, she carefully moved to the edge of the bed and sat down slowly. Patting my hair, I could only succumb to her gentle hands. I didn’t know how many days had passed because, from the looks of it seemed like I had passed out for days as my eyelids were heavy, probably because I had blanked out for long. “Madam…” she gently called out, grabbing my attention before she continued with her inquiries. “How are you feeling? Do you want to eat something? I can get the kitchen to….” “There’s no need to stress yourself about her, Dania. She brought this upon herself now. She has to face the consequences.” Someone walked into the room, taking the liberty of pres
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Third POVWhile Marianne’s tears rolled down her face, she gave a hard and steady gaze at Ezekiel, the smirk dancing clearly on his lips. There was no way she could harbour feelings for this man. Marianne inches back a little, and she answered his question firmly with no hint of doubt, because she knew that certainly it was the truth. Boredom sliding in his dark lifeless eyes, she faced him with a straight face. “I think you’re the one delusional here, Ezekiel. There’s no way I could fall in love with you. That personality of yours is really getting ahead of you.” The dangling hooked smirk lengthen at her words and it got him amused, thinking how short sense she was and his eyes flashed again filling with his overbearing personality, and flimsily he picked her fragile wrist, bringing them to his lips and he pressed a delightful kiss on it, his cold lips lingering long. “Lying to yourself is also a good way to blindfold your eyes from the truth, but then again you have me to fill yo
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION DIRTY LITTLE WHORE
Marianne The sensational direct hand massage by Ezekiel’s palm got me humming under the heat of my breath while I put up a hard expression because it would be scandalous and disgusting of me to actually like the sin he was about to commit in my body after being a witness to him being pleasure by another woman who had rode on the same crock. I shuddering piped out my mouth, as Ezekiel took his own sweet time in messing up my senses to his will and gain. I heard him chortle. “Words Marianne.” He fondly reminded me, snapping my thought to concentrate on him as it was absolutely necessary for him to get my attention instead of me dripping in his hands play. My throat dried up, parched seemly knowing that he wasn’t going to back off until I fumbled a reply that suit his taste. I breathe, almost sighing, that my voice came rasps upon Ezekiel, adding slight pressure and he was literally squeezing my hip bones. “You know that I didn’t mean it that way and you should stop putting word
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Marianne The cold air hitting my bottom hard, that I sucked my breath just feeling his manly palms touch and rub my butt. Wasn’t he done, or won’t he stop until I successfully faint under his ministration? “Should I spank you Marianne?” He dripped his voice out and I didn’t know what to say about his suggestion. Although he had spanked me once that night but it was due to the fact that I was under punishment. Today, I would take all the pleasure he had to offer. For once today, I wanted to drown in the godliness of this man behind me that brought sinful thoughts and whisper in the tip of my ears. I shut my eyes, shuddering at the pleasing sensation, and Ezekiel pitched closer to rest his bulging manhood that poked out from his trousers against my butt, and a low hum echoed from my wet lips. For the next one week, I would do whatever my heart desires because who knows what would happen after this. Like one of those whores that he fucked, I was not able to escape from this de
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Marianne My eyebrows crinkled, eye staring at Ezekiel he kept dragging his heavy breathing as he huffed for air. I became puzzled with confusion, not knowing what to do, and I questioned. “What happened, and why are you in such a state?” I drafted my eyes to the medicine bottle, and I strongly peeled his hands off from it to look at the name. Panic disorder medication. P-panic disorder? I stared at the bottle, then slowly tearing my eyes off the man. He was muttering something under his breath, which didn’t reach my ears. Ezekiel had panic disorder? A man like him that was calm and cold and seemed not to give a damn about this world was actually suffering from something like that. Hearing his breath getting loud and out of control as he was trembling, I snapped out of my thoughts. In haste, I was about to stand up, but Ezekiel’s hot hands grabbed the hem of my dress. He whispered, his voice cracking at the edge. “Pl-please don’t leave, don’t leave me alone.” He sounded like a
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Ezekiel Marianne uneasily twisted the sheets around her body, her eyelashes lowered, daring not to trap her gaze on my piercing dark ones. The love bite, crumbled sheets and the girl who seemed unwilling to start up a conversation with me. I racked my fingers through my hair and sighed out deeply, dragging my breath. Not wanting to get things more complicated than they were, I watched her making her way out, her tiny frame disappearing from my sight. My continuous sights echoed in the room and I stood up in my full glory, naked. While walking to the bathroom, I absentmindedly turned on the showerhead, feeling the clash of water against my skin. In a fit of frustration, I impulsively punched the marble wall. However, one punch didn't seem to be enough, so I continued to fist the wall repeatedly until blood began to flow down its surface. My bones cracked, and it followed by the concentrated pain which boomed from my fist, but it barely registered to me. I combed my hair with both
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Marianne. When I saw the blood quickly staining his blue shirt, panic instantly overwhelmed me, causing me to tear my eyes away from his wound and call out his name, with my voice trembling in sync with my fear. “Ezekiel.” My hands pressed hard against the firmest of his chest and to my expectations, the man didn’t reply as his breathing only got heavy. “Mar- Marianne.” He mumbled, and I held unto him, seeing that he was choking, unable to grasp on his breath, dragging the air badly and I looked over the window to see that the shooters had retreated, leaving the car in a terrible condition. “Alex! His bleeding badly. We need to take him to a hospital.” I screamed, managing the injured man in my hands, and I heard Ezekiel's voice that brought my teary eyes back to him. “Marianne…. I’m sorry for the way I treated you. I don’t think I can make it.” I watched his eyes swaying and in frustration, I yelled back at Alex. “Start the damn car!” His warm liquid reached my hands, and I shoo
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