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"You should not have done that sweetheart." He says menacingly while digging holes in me through his
soul-piercing deadly stare.
My small body trembles compared to his strong, muscular one. He lowers himself down on the bed. He grabs my pants and starts pulling them down aggressively. My body squirming in his grip. I knew already that he was gonna do this but experiencing it right now makes it the most horrific and I want to die.
I start moving frantically as I feel my pants lowering down. My heart is racing at the speed of light. The never-stopping tears keep rolling down my cheeks.
"No no no don't do this. No no please."
I continue wriggling desperately.
"Wake up Mel. No one is doing anything. No one can do anything. Wake up, my love. It's just a dream."
I hear some faint noises in the background. Someone's holding me and shaking me vigorously. I woke up in a bolt and now I am sitting on something cozy and soft to touch, the bed. I keep my head low and run my hands into my hair thinking about the nightmare I just had.
My body is drenched in sweat. My breathing is heavy and my heart beats irregularly.
I came out of the dream shock as I felt a hand on my lap making me flinch.
"It's alright Mel. It was a dream. Don't worry I am here. No one can hurt you." He says stroking my back slowly with his other hand.
I look up to find his blue eyes looking at me with something I don't want to accept. Love. His eyes held so much love and care. Every time I looked into those eyes it never showed this, it was always amusement, anger, and all other horrified emotions. But this time it contains only Love.
"Aren't I handsome, kitten? So if you are done checking me out then go and freshen up yourself as it's already dinner time." He smirks and I could feel the blush creeping up my cheeks.
I avert my gaze from him in an instant. He chuckles in response.
I see him from the corner of my eye as he moves towards the wardrobe.
"I don't want to have dinner. I don't have any appetite left after what you did to me and Ella." I speak but it comes out more like a whisper.
I looked at my thighs, both were covered by the bandage. Hurting me first and then bandaging doesn't make his crime any less. If he thinks that showing care after what he did to me will make me fall for him then hell no. He is wrong. I will never love a jerk like him. He is a Devil behind that handsome face. He is a cruel monster who gets amused by hurting others.
"I am not asking for your opinion. I don't want to hear any excuses. Just freshen up yourself and wear this." He says while coming towards me with some clothes in his hand.
"Or do you want me to change your clothes? And that's fine with me My Love. Come I will help you change if that's what you want." He says amusingly, leaning and coming dangerously close to me.
I grab the clothes from his hand and turn around to get off the bed. My legs touch the cold floor beneath them and as I stand my legs feel as if they are burning.
"Ahhhhhh!" I scream at the agonizing pain with tears forming in my eyes.
He scurries towards me and holds me up by my waist. His one hand at my waist and one hand holding my hand.
"Let me walk you to the bathroom."
He rubs his thumb gently on the back of my hand.
I jerk off my hand in anger. Why help me when he is the one who made me so helpless? I don't want him to touch me anywhere or to do anything for me.
"You are the reason for this pain and now you dare to help me! It's not fine at all. DO NOT TOUCH ME. I don't want your filthy hands on my body." I growl at his face.
He looks taken aback by my words. There's no response. No anger, nothing. His eyes do not turn a darker shade as I assumed them to be.
"Let me take you to the bathroom. You need to have your dinner and the medicines on time. Now be a nice girl and try walking slowly." He says in a dangerously calm voice while offering his hand for me to hold.
A shiver runs down my spine. He is speaking so calmly as if my words were inaudible. The storm is coming. I stare at him for a few seconds before I put my hand in his and slowly start taking steps. My legs are aching but this time my mind is more occupied by his reason for being so calm and silent.
We reach the bathroom and he opens the door. He comes inside with me.
I look at him wanting an explanation for why he is coming in with me.
He looks at me. His expression is unreadable. His eyes held no emotions.
"Will, you be able to do everything by yourself, or do you need my help?" He asks with a stern face with a slight hint of care reflecting in his eyes.
Wait what! Blake Williams is asking for MY permission. Is he alright? Or Is he being nice to me because he is thinking of killing me today?
"I-I will manage. Y-you can go." I say weakly.
"Okay. I will bring the food till then. You have 10 minutes." He says stepping out and closing the door.
I take a look around me. This bathroom is pretty huge.
There's a sink next to me with a cabinet below it. There's a huge bathtub right in the center. And there's a glass divider at the right side behind which is a flush toilet.
The wall above the sink is covered by a huge mirror. I look into my reflection and gasp.
My eyes are bloodshot with stains of tears visible on my face. My hair is in a great mess. There are Bags with dark circles under my eyes. It has been only one day and I look like this. I don't know how I am going to stay here and for how long.
I took a look at the clothes he gave me.
They are a black-lace silk PJ's set and also sexy undergarments of the same color.
'He even knows my size perfectly.' I feel my cheeks burning as I take a look at them.
Hell no! I won't wear these sexy revealing PJs.
I hang them on the clothes hanger which is on the wall just behind me before splashing some fresh water on my face.
I remove the bandage slowly while wincing now and then. I throw the bandage into the dustbin which was right beside the cabinet and then I hang my clothes along with the PJ's. I will wear my dress back rather than wearing this revealing one.
A tear escapes my eye as I look at the deep scars on my both thighs. The blood near it has dried turning into a shade of black. There's a yellowish-brown medicine stain around the wound. I touch it carefully which makes me flinch as it is stinging a lot.
I slowly walk towards the bathtub and in the shower. Soon warm water runs down my aching body. I hate warm water. I like to bathe with only hot water. But no, because of him I can't. I can't run hot water as it will open back my wound.
I shudder as the water touches my wounds making them sting more. I shower fast to end this stinging torture.
I walk towards the sink slowly and open the drawer to find a towel.
I have to bend down a little in the process which is making my pain just get worse.
I look through the cabinet to find some towels rolled and kept cleanly.
I grab one of them and pat-dry my body and also the wound carefully. I roll my hair into the towel and let it stay like that. I grab the undergarments and start wearing them.
I could hear the door to the bedroom opening.
"It's 10 minutes already Mel. Come fast or I will come in." He shouts from the bedroom.
"C-coming. Just 2 minutes." I reply while putting on my floral dress which I was wearing before.
I let my hair fall down. And take one glance at the mirror before opening the door.
I open the door and step out to only bump in his hard chest.
He isn't wearing a shirt. He is just in his black tracks. His abs are perfectly visible to my eyes. My cheeks flaring at the sight before my eyes. I shyly look up at him but this time his eyes are fiery.
'Now what did I do to make him angry?' I thought to myself.
"I gave you the clothes to wear and not just to hang them. Go change it right now or I will make you change into it by my own hands." He says still in a dangerously calm voice.
"B-but that's too revealing. I-I am not comfortable in w-wearing it." I try to explain to him.
"If you are not wearing that then you are not wearing this also. I don't mind if you want to walk naked in the room." He says pointing at my floral dress amusingly.
"W-what?" I ask in disagreement.
"You heard it correct Mel. If not that PJ's then stay naked." He says with a straight face.
"O-okay!" I mumble
"So you are going to stay naked. Okay, no problem." He smirks.
"No no never. I-I will change." I say and quickly but carefully take a step back before closing the door right on his face.
I change quickly and slowly try walking to the bed. I keep walking very slowly with baby steps while taking a look around the bedroom. This room is very big. A king-sized bed in the middle of the room with bedside drawers on either side. Custom-shaped window on the right side and white curtains tied up next to it. A Medium size television hung on the wall opposite the bed. It seems as if the interior of the room is designed keeping a girl's choice in mind. And to be very particular, my choice. The whole room is painted in my favorite colors: purple and white. I like black too but yeah walls painted black won't look good.
There are two flower paintings on the wall, above the bed. There is not much furniture in the room which is to my liking. I like open, free rooms and not the ones with loads of stuff in them.
"You are looking so sexy, My Love. I wished that you would have chosen to stay naked. But no issues, my wish can be fulfilled next time."
I turn my attention to him as I hear him saying 'Next time. I examine him as he keeps the food tray on the bed.
I was angry at him for making me wear these revealing PJs. I choose to stay silent as his behavior has been very suspicious. I try controlling my anger. I don't want to get on his nerves right now. I don't have the strength to. I feel tired. My eyes are feeling heavy. I don't know how long I slept. I still feel sleepy.
He walks into the bathroom and I see him coming back with a box. Looks like a first aid kit.
He walks towards me.
My legs are stuck to the ground and my eyes are glued to his movements.
He is now standing right in front of me. I want to step back but I can't. Not because I don't want to but because of the bed. If I take a step back I will surely fall on the bed. He places the first aid kit on the bed.
He puts his hands on my shoulder. He gently and carefully makes me sit on the bed. I continue staring at him but he doesn't look back at me. He looks completely focused. He crouches down and then opens the first aid box. He removes a cotton swab and dips it in an antiseptic solution before applying it gently on my right leg. He keeps blowing on it as it relieves the stinging sensation a little.
I wince in pain. It would have been painful like hell but my mind is occupied by his actions. His caring and sudden behavior change. He applies the antiseptic once done with disinfection. He applies clean gauze on the wound and wraps it firmly over my thigh. He then repeats the whole process on my left leg.
He for the first time looks like a medical student to me. He surely knows to give first aid. But his care, his sudden nice behavior doesn't make sense at all.
There are a lot of questions I want to ask him. Why was I the girl he chose? Who is he? What does he do for a living? When did I sleep? I don't think he touched me while I was sleeping. He is the type of man who wants me to look at him every time so yeah he would not have tried taking advantage of me while I was sleeping.
"Where are you zoned out to Kitten? I am curious about something. Do you like the interior? I tried my best for it to be according to your liking." He asks while sitting on the bed.
I ignore his question and instead ask him the most important question I wanted the answer to.
"Ella is fine right?" I ask him with both hands on my hip. A posture of mine when I am pissed off at something or someone.
"You ignored my question so I will ignore yours." He answers unambiguously.
"Yes I don't hate the interior of the room but I hate the person who is in this room with me," I say.
I feel proud of myself for speaking like my true self. I always sound weak and mostly beg him but this time it seems like I can be myself and not his puppet.
"Stop getting on my nerves, Kitten. You have already broken many rules today. It's your first day here, that's why I didn't say anything till now. But stop with your nonsense unless you want to get punished." His voice was hoarse.
"S-sorry!" I mumble looking down at my feet.
"You better be. Now come have dinner." He says, gesturing to me to sit along with him.
I can't understand him. He was behaving much like a human being and now he is back with that evil side of his. Is he bipolar or what?
'You better be' I mentally roll my eyes at his words.
"You didn't answer my question. Ella is fine right? You didn't hurt her more while I was sleeping? Did you bandage her? Did you give her food? You gave her medicine right?..." I continue asking him as I get seated. But he interrupts my questions with his finger on my lips.
"Stop. You want answers right? First, have your dinner then I will tell you. Now eat." He says putting a fork in front of my mouth.
"No. First answer." I turn my face to the left side.
"One bite, one answer." He says.
"Okay, she is safe right?" I ask with hopes of hearing yes as an answer.
"Eat." He says and I open my mouth and eat the roasted chicken. My favorite.
It is delicious but my mind is fully focused on Ella.
"She is safe as long as you behave." He says while making another bite for me.
"Did you bandage her wounds? Did you give her medicine? I ask at once.
"Yes, her wounds have been bandaged properly. And the next answer after the next bite. I said one question and one bite." He says while bringing another bite to my mouth.
He answers that he gave her medicine once I eat another bite.
"Did she eat dinner?" I speak in between while chewing.
He answers yes to me and I keep asking him a few more questions but then I ask him the not supposed to be asked question.
"When are you going to let me go?" I blurt out.
I mentally slap myself for saying it out loud. I am dead now. Everything was going so smoothly but I had to make him angry. I don't dare look at him. I keep my gaze fixed at my thigh. I know he is furious. I know a slap or my nightmare is awaiting me.
His hand lifts my chin making me look at him. I try avoiding eye contact. And in a second the tray falls on the ground shattering into little pieces. All the remaining food is now on the floor.
I jump in fear. His grip on my face tightens as he scoots towards me. His breath fanned my face.
"I told you to never ask me to leave you. I have been trying to be nice to you. But you keep pushing my buttons. I tried my best to stay calm. I tried changing for you. But you never learn to behave. You just can't keep your mouth shut." He snarls.
His every word is filled with venom.
His eyes are a dark shade. His veins popped out at his neck. His grip on my chin is tightening every minute.
"S-sorry!" I murmur.
"That is not enough, isn't it Mel? You broke too many rules today. Your sorry won't suffice. I am giving you the last chance to change my mood. Now it's up to you how you do it. Remember one chance. If you fail then you know that Ella who is sleeping right now will never wake up again. So use your chance wisely My Love. You have 10 seconds to decide." He says while counting.
"10
9. Hurry up my Love. Time is ticking.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, 8"
'Oh God, what should I do? Ella! No, I can't let him hurt her anymore. Think something fast.' I speak inwardly.
"7
4
3"
"You cheater. Not even giving me exactly 10 seconds." I try complaining just to buy more time.
"My wish. 2
And....."
Before he finishes off the sentence I stop him by putting my lips on his. He looks taken aback but within a second he pulls me onto his lap.
I whimper in pain as my thigh moves suddenly in the process. He takes advantage of it and gets the entrance. His tongue swirls in my mouth and I stay still. To my surprise, he breaks the kiss.
"You are supposed to change my mind. Not just sit here like a doll." He says before slamming his lips back on mine.
I close my eyes and move my lips in synchronization with his. His tongue dancing and so is mine. Our saliva mixes. My hands crossed backward at his neck. And so are my legs at his waist. I am completely on his lap.
His hands start roaming the sides of my body. I shudder a little but do not dare to break the kiss.
He sucks on my lower lip and then on the upper one. I do the opposite of him. I open my eyes as I don't like this situation at all. I am not enjoying it. I am just doing it for Ella. I try breaking the kiss by pulling back. And to my luck, I can.
"Well, this 5 minutes session was good. I mean not just good but great." He says joyfully pulling me into a never-wanted hug.
I stay still and a tear escapes my eyes. I quickly wiped it off.
"Sleep now, my Love. I will let you meet Ella tomorrow because of the five minutes of Heaven you gave me." He says while making me lay down on the bed.
"Really? T-thank you." I say, astonished by his statement.
"Oh shit! I forgot your medicines. Wait a minute." He says while picking out some tablets from the drawer beside the bed.
"Take them and sleep tight, Kitten." He says while handing me a glass of water and some painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs.
I gulp down the tablets and then shut my eyes and let the darkness consume me.
A/N...
⚠️Warning ⚠️
So Guys the chapter ends here.
It turned out to be a very long chapter so I had to end it here. Otherwise, there are a lot of scenes remaining for this chapter.
So I will be continuing this chapter into the next one.
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I tried keeping it a little mischievous, naughty, romantic. I mean not exactly romantic but with less violence and stuff.
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