[Chapter 17]
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⚠️ Vulgar language/display, fighting scenes as well as sexual interactions. You have been warned.
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One mas was left and he was charging at me with his knife pointing at my heart. Darkness rooted deeper now when I thought of an idea.
"Sheila, wanna see a trick?"
I asked, she seemed scared and said no but I still went on with it.
The moment the man was reaching out to stab my back I turned around. With my arms wide open like it was an embrace and took the stab in the ribs. Blood was on my mouth now, I took my white handkerchief, which with the years that passed was almost red now, I washed, and washed, and washed but it just wouldn't get clean.
And then gracefully spitted the blood there, and shoved the handkerchief back.
"I won't just lie down and play dead."
How ironic, I'd rather die than be locked up in Damian's cage. I sang and laughed. Sheila knew I was gone again. She was scared, she run to catch me but I said it was okay. Still, she hugged me and yelled for them to call an ambulance, I said I don't need to go to the hospital. It was the slightest cut which I sowed them. But still, it was a cut.
"You crazy bitch! How could you do this to yourself!"
"Sheila, you know that I'd rather die than be a bird in Damian's cage."
She sobbed and hugged me tighter.
"Hey, Sheila, you're... Here, let me."
Tom tried and then took me in his arms gently. Damian was still sitting on his chair, watching.
"BETH! YOU CRAZY IDIOT. "
Sheila started crying while hugging me, then it hit me, Sheila.
I shouldn't have let her see anything like that, she's already seen enough of it. I was dead awake, the pain and hurt hit me. A single tear ran out of my eye. Sheila saw it and screamed,
"OH MY GOD, YOU'RE BACK. I thought you lost it forever this time."
I sniffled a little before pouting like a child.
"Please kind madam, forgive this little girl. I won't do it again!"
I tried to pacify her, but it only made her cry more.
"I am okay. I am sorry, I- I just can't help it. It's my second nature. No, it seems it had become my first."
Eric and Steven were shocked as well as Damian was. Both men were asking all kinds of questions, while Damian dismissed his guards, giving a death glare to the one that stabbed me. He then looked at me again, don't know what was wrong with him, it didn't feel right.
At that time I felt the black calling out to me, I was going to faint.
Images of every person I killed came to my head one by one, in split seconds. My eyes closed, and the snapped open in a second as Damian was by my side and caught me.
"You!"
He cut himself, glaring at me.
"Put me down NOW, you BASTARD."
I yelled at him.
"Not this easily, I don't like being disobeyed, and this time you went out of your way to do exactly that."
"To hell with your fucked up attitude. I don't give a shit about you. Let me go!"
I was hitting his chest like a little girl, but he didn't even flinch.
"We are leaving now. Tom take care of Sheila. I do not want you near Beth, and you do well to remember that."
After treating my wound, we went outside, we didn't speak another word. I was in his arms all comfortable, I didn't want to walk at all so I shut my mouth. We were in that car, now I get it. It was his, that was why Sheila didn't like it. I told him to put me down in front of the door.
"I don't need your help anymore you can go now. I have somewhere else to be."
"You are coming back with me."
"No, I am not Damian. Thank you for the offer but I am not interested. In two days I am supposed to go to back."
"So?"
"I can't go in such state, everyone would freak out."
"No." He said firmly.
"NO? What do you mean no?'"
He pushed me and himself in the back seats of the car, when his driver came. The separate glass was up so the driver couldn't see us, thank goodness. I didn't want to embarrass myself again. When the car started, Damian had a look on his face.
Unreadable, dangerous.
I looked at him back, we were staring at each other for half the drive, it felt more like we were eye-fucking or something, it was a weird sensation. When I decided to look away from him, he came closer, pinned my chin up with his hand.
"What?"
I asked, raising an eyebrow unamused, but I could feel my heart getting louder and louder.
"You-"
I didn't get to finish my sentence, he started kissing me forcefully, but there was something slightly off this time. I was lost in his kiss, I didn't know what to do, what to feel. I was confused and knew this game of his was way too dangerous for me. He was way out of my league even for such little games.
I decided to pull away and he looked angrily at me, the way he looked at me that night.
She didn't make a sound while on our way back. And I couldn't stand it anymore. She is my woman, and she'd rather die than be with me. How am I supposed to digest that so easily? It was time to play, and I didn't waste any time.
I grabbed her chin in my hands, barely holding myself back from kissing her. Her eyes narrowed at me, but I noticed her breath becoming quicker. My sweet Beth likes is when I get rough. That is the only way she's ever known. And I want her all to myself
My other hand grasped her hair, yanking it back so she would look at me.
"You..."
She warned, but the sound came out as a moan, ashe she shut her mouth.
"Smart girl."
"Kiss me."
Her beautiful deep bleu eyes widened, and her breath hitched.
"What? No!"
"I won't repeat myself twice."
"Why should I? "
"If you don't, I'll take you right here, right now. Your choice."
"You-"
"Think carefully, little witch."
She turned her head to the side. I can tell she really is thinking about it. Smart girl, she knows she can't escape.
"So soft and curvy, and it is all mine."
I whispered as I traced my finders on her exposed thigh. She turned to look at me puzzled.
"You were very bold tonight. First, you dance, or may I say, fucked with clothes on, with that man."
I griped the inside of her thigh slightly, making her jump. Then you went to the dancefloor, dancing with every man there was at the event. She closed her legs, and tore her gaze from mine, looking at the black glass infront of her.
"You tell me little Beth. How should I punish you?"
I leaned in her ear, breathing slowly and growled out my last words.
"I will give you some time to think about it. So... think."
I said leaning further and biting the nape of her neck, like a wild beast, I stayed there until her breathing slowed.
"Don't forget who you belong to, little witch."
She seemed to be at a loss. You're time is up, sweet Beth. She glared at me furiously, and I chuckled huskily, making her squirm in her seat.
"So..."
She thought about it some more but knew there was no saving from it. She came closer to m, slowly, but steadily. I growled, taken by surprise that she complied so easily. But she continued her journey to my lips.
"Make it worth my time, sweet girl."
I grinned as she stopped for a second. Then, she sensually placed her small hand on my thigh. Mmm, this is a dangerous game you are playing, little witch. I said huskily, as her palm cupped my cock tenderly, before she came closer, leaning in my neck. She moaned loudly when I cupped the back of her neck, but she didn't stop. Good girl. Her face crossed mine and her breath fanned the side of my neck before she bit mercilessly at it, making me grip her tighter. Her leg came up to my side as she straddled me, slowly coming down on my dick. She didn't grind herself, but she continued biting and licking my neck as I guided her head.
"You're dragging it out, little witch."
I said as I yanked her hair, forcing her to open her eyes and look at me. When she did, she smirked. All of a sudden, she put the weight of her body on my cock, grinding slowly. While she cupped my cheeks, kissing them and licking.
"You don't know me, or what I can do Mister Yang."
She warned as she took off my shirt slowly, looking into my eyes.
"So, tell me... This once, I'll listen to you. What do you want, Mister Yang?"
She came to my lips and said. My dick haven't felt harder than this in a long while. I believed she knew what she was doing, I could tell.
"Your body is welcoming me, it seems."
She said, reminding both of us that she is the only woman I can touch without feeling sick.
"My decision is..."
She put her soft lips on mine. She did it in such a way, I couldn't be offended by her, even if I wanted to.
"Little witch..."
I moaned lowly, warning her. She giggled and put off my shirt while grinding on my cock. And I needed her more than air. I grabbed her waist and sat her between his thighs. I devoured her with my lips, I didn't let go until she pushed him away, looking down.
"Undress for me."
I ordered as she seemed to waken up from her trance, taking her back down.
"Want my help, little witch?"
I asked while running my finders on her back, on the dress zipper. She shook her head and slowly dragged it down.
"Mmm, yes little girl."
She traced my tattoos with her small fingers, looking at them intensely. I graped her neck again and brought her to my lips, making her feel my strength. Making her feel me, as I know she gets aroused by it. I groped her ass cheeks when she put off her dress, making her grind on my dick harder while still kissing her.
"Now, little girl. I want you to dance on my lap. Dance like you mean it, or I will get angry."
"I...I..." She stuttered with widened eyes.
"Mmm. You what, little witch?"
"Nothing..."
"Then act as you were told, or..."
"I will..."
"Will what?"
"I will... I will listen to you..."
"Mmm?" I gave her a look.
"Sir..."
"That's correct. Remember who your owner is, little witch."
"Yes, sir..."
I asked the driver to put on some slow music, and kissed her, not parting with her until she needed to fill her lungs with air. I praised her, and patted her head, hugging her tightly as she buried her head on the side of my shoulder.
"Come on baby girl, start your performance."
She obeyed, and smiled sweetly at me. This girl is mine. The only woman I want in my life, even if I'm too fucked up to treat her right, I am also selfish. I lifted her and stripped down to my boxers before she sat back on my lap, grinding shyly, Taking her gaze away from my hard throbbing cock. She then smirked at me devilishly. She pushed my shoulder back, making me sit in a relaxed position, legs wide open, hands on each side of the backseat. She then started moving her hips to the beat. She leaned in, kissing my neck while her hands roamed my chest. She put her hands in the air, slowly swaying them to the beat while grinding on me.
She continued, and I didn't stop her. I looked at her while she did her thing. This girl really is a witch, she can make me drown in her scent. I groaned and moaned lowly when she purposefully grinded harder. She smiled all the way to the end of the song, which I clapped my hands for her.
"Bravo, my little witch."
I smirked and she returned the favor. Then she slowly dressed up and sat back on her seat. I did the same.
I don't want any of this Mister Yang. Could you please stay away from me? I did as you asked, can you let me go now?
"Mister Yang? That was not how you were calling me that night we spent together."
"Mister Yang, please respect yourself. Do not go this far again."
"Is this how it is going to be now?"
"I am sorry Mister Yang. Before I didn't know it was your family living in that house. I promise I won't disturb you anymore, but could you please allow me to visit once in a while. They really are good people. And I can't stay away from Sheila, I love her."
"You love her? Who allowed you to?"
He went ballistic, and I got so scared, my whole body started shaking. This all feels so wrong, but I have to do it.
"I-"
"You are so timid when you are with me now? Why is that?"
"Mister Yang, I-"
I sighed closing my eyes and continued,
"I was not supposed to meet with a person like you at all. And I have been disrespectful to you so many times. From now on I will never disturb you again. I prom-"
He grabbed my neck from the back and kissed me furiously. I had to let out a moan from the strength he put in it as my breath got cought with his.
"No!"
I pushed him away exclaiming firmly. Then I leaned over my seat and stared out the window in silence as we drove back to his grandparent's house.
When we reached there, he quickly got out of the car and went to my door and opened it. It felt like he wanted to trap me. I was confused by his actions, I knew he was plotting something, but I wasn't going to fall for it.
We went inside and he took the aid kit and followed me to my room.
"Undress."
He commanded.
"What?"
"I said undress. What didn't you understand?"
"I... I-"
"You have to treat the wound, Beth."
"Okay, thank you. I can do it by myself."
"No."
But he didn't care about my opinion,he undressed me slowly and put me on the bed. My pajamas were at the desk and I pointed at them, but he didn't seem interested in that. He carefully dressed my wound and went to the bathroom.
When he came back I had already put on my pants but hadn't had the time to put my shirt on, and it hurt like hell when I raised my hands.
"Why the hell am I this stupid? Fuck!"
I said as quietly as I could, not wanting Damian to hear me, but my luck didn't help me at all. He appeared right behind me. He took my shirt in his hands and helped me dress, he wasn't looking at my bare chest. Thank God, I thought.
"Um... Thank you, Mister Yang. Have a good night."
"Night."
After that, he turned me to face him, he sucked and bit at my neck, which stang like hell.
"Ouch! Asshole!"
I screamed but immediately regretted saying it out loud.
"What did you call me?"
"I- I... I am sorry Mister Yang. I just didn't expect this kind of behavior. What if someone sees it and thinks I... You know. That'd be bad for me. I am sorry Mister Yang for calling you an asshole. I didn't mean it."
I mumbled non-stop, my brain left the room as it seems, the world, maybe the universe too. But I wasn't really sorry, I just didn't want to get in trouble.
"Do not tempt me, little witch."
He said and I took a step backward.
I didn't like him calling me that. It reminded me of that night and I hated it, I hated him. My attitude changed immediately when I remember that night, my voice sounded cold, freezing the life out of the room.
"Mister Yang, please control yourself. It is late you should go back to your room."
I asked with dislike clear on my face and showed him the door. He left the room smirking unamused.
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