In Search Of Calmness

"Tonight, I'll fuck that love out of your body and will imprint my mark on your soul, Melanie," He groaned while completely undoing his pants.

He snapped his reddened demonic eyes at her, who had now turned almost breathless in fear and crying. Her face had glistened with tears. Her body was sweating badly and she was shivering uncontrollably.

He gritted his jaw and then grabbed her hair. He forced her head up and peered into her teary hazel orbs.

"Just for once tell me, he hasn't touched you ever. You've never let him to have you, Melanie,"

Melanie's throbbing heart ached in pain at his words. Now, she understood whom he was referring to and about what he was so enraged about.

He pulled her face closer to his and brushed his nose over her wet cheeks.

"Tell me the truth, Melanie before I… " Even he paused. Melanie knew his wrath was peeking at its edges and he just wanted or in precise, needed her to accept that thing to him.

"No, I have never been touched in my life before,"