Him or his Best Friend

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LUKA KELP NYC's most famous male model. Ideal boyfriend. Too sweet to be true. Morally Civil. ~•~ CHASE RUEL... Lebih Banyak

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𝐂𝐡.𝟏 | 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐 | 𝐂𝐄𝐎
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑 | 𝐂𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒 | 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓 | 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐲
𝐂𝐡. 𝟔 | 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡
𝐂𝐡. 𝟕 | 𝐍𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭
𝐂𝐡. 𝟖 | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟗 | 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮?
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟎 | 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟏 | 𝐘𝐞𝐬
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟐 | 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟑 | 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟒 | 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟓 | 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟔 | 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟕 | 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟖 | 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭
𝐂𝐡. 𝟏𝟗 | 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟎 | 𝐖𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟏 | 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟐 | 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟑 | 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟒 | 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟓 | 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐭 & 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟔 | 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟕 | 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟖 | 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐞 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟗 | 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟎 | 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟏 | 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟐 | 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟑 | 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟒 | 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟓 | 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟔 | 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟕 | 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫
𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟗 | 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐫
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟎 | 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐞𝐧
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟏 | 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟐 | 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟑 | 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟒 | 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟓 | 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟔 | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟕 | 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟖 | 𝐍𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟒𝟗 | 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐢𝐦
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟎 | 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟏 | 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟐 | 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟑 | 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟒 | 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟓 | 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟔 | 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟕 | 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟖 | 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐲
𝐂𝐡. 𝟓𝟗 | 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 🌶️
𝐂𝐡. 𝟔𝟎 | 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥
𝐂𝐡. 𝟔𝟏 | 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐚
𝐂𝐡. 𝟔𝟐 | 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧
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𝐂𝐡. 𝟑𝟖 | 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝

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Liya

TW: Rape ⚠️

My arms wrapped around Chase, to give him closure but he pushed me off him harshly.

"Don't come near me," he growled painfully.

"Chase," I called out softly.

"I'm so sorry for your loss," I consoled looking at his eyes that had teared for the first time.

I went in to comfort him again but he rejected me.

"I curse the day I met you. I curse the day I let you get near me!" he yells so mercilessly as if this was all my fault.

My lips shivered at his words because I didn't know what I was supposed to do. One last painful and surrendering call for him came out of my throat.

"Just leave," he nods his head, taking his gaze away from me.

My teeth bit my inner corner harshly as I saw him collapse onto Luka's grave, finally giving in to his emotions. I forget that he is a human too and right now, he was barely grieving his pain properly. He didn't need my comfort. He needed the person who wasn't with him anymore.

Without any argument, I walked back on my steps and sobbed on the way to the car park. Not wanting to leave Luka for a bit. But Chase had more right over him than me and I needed to respect that.

I reach for my door handle when a piece of cotton attacks my face with some weird smell. A known smell. My mind instantly loses conscience. I wake up tied to a bed in chambers, both at wrists and ankles. The presence of David reaches my eyes. His dirty grin showed accomplishment.

"Untie me you fucking moron!" I yelled swinging these cuffs which made a loud noise.

"Shhh. Since when did you learn to speak so loudly?" he taunted brushing his finger over my lips to silence me.

A huge gulp hardly passed down my throat.

"There is no one that's going to come save you from your reality," he spoke licking his lips.

Trailing his hand down my body over my dress, he pulls out a knife with the other to cut it open.

"You've been away from it for way too long. Lets see if you've been a good girl," he chuckled talking about my body.

"David, you're going to pay for this!" I yelled to which I received a hard slap on my face.

"Who's going to come save you, huh?" he questioned with anger holding my cheeks tight between his hand.

"Luka," I instantly responded forgetting he was no more.

"He's dead," David bawled his eyes which silenced me.

The grief hit my heart again and he didn't waste a minute. The dress slid under my body leaving me naked. Then my panties and bra were cut off me.

My body froze as every piece of clothing escaped my body. David's eyes were fucking me so uncomfortably I felt bile rise up my throat.

"What is this, Liya?" he questions flicking the smallest amount of fat on my stomach.

Giving me flashbacks of how I'd be starved if he had found fat on my stomach because he hated it. When I don't respond, he grabs it between his fingertips to hardly, making me scream in pain.

Tears left my eyes as he gripped it harder and harder. My chest rose up and down for air.

"I'm sorry," I shivered with fear because these chains were not going to break me free.

"You will be," he says, so happily.

I watch him undress himself to force himself on me. My voice pleaded and begged to be spared but it was useless.

His hand covered my mouth as he thrust into me. The feeling of filthy and disgusting came back.

"Oh God, Liya. You feel better than before," he groaned into my ear with each dirty thrust.

My arms swung until the chains started gilding against my wrists, causing my skin to peel. No matter what I did, nothing stopped him.

My cries and screams entertained him. He took my nipple into his mouth and assaulted it the way he was assaulting my body.

"Your little cunt is as tight as ever," David's dirty breath hit against my skin.

Once his thrusts slowed down, I knew what was going to happen next. David brought his tip to my forehead and rubbed it.

His come dripped over my forehead and into my hair. I dug my head into the pillow, muffling my cries, knowing this was the beginning of what was going to happen to me.

"You're pathetic and filthy. Just like your mother," he chuckles against my face to which I didn't respond.

The paralysed and numb feeling in my body caused traumatic responses from the times I had thought I escaped. David had shut the door loudly behind him.

If I made a noise right now, like I did the first night I had been assaulted by him, he would come rape me again.

"Luka," I softly called for him and I knew he was watching all this from up there.

Was he regretting his decision to suicide? God, I was so selfish thinking about me and me.

Maybe because it was the only thing that would have stopped him. I could have stopped him. I could have helped him.

But I wasn't worthy of it. He left like nothing for him mattered. And I didn't think Chase was going to interfere with my matter anymore too. There had been a change in his attitude for way too long.

*A few days later*

I was fed a day ago. He had only given me a nutrition bar because I was on the verge of passing out when both his sons used my body to please themselves.

One had erupted with his semen in my mouth the was smudged all over my face whilst the other had jerked off on my body. I had been in this room, tied for about five days.

According to the clock, because my eyes didn't sleep. When I did fall asleep, I would often be awakened with either David's dick inside me or one of his sons.

My body stopped moving with my own permission during these days. It felt trapped and possessed by them. Any sound of screams and cries would please them.

The slightest hope had left my heart for escape because I didn't even know where I was right now. I could have been so far away from anyone I knew right now.

The smell of semen turned revolting, second by second. There was a bathroom but for their use only to get themselves cleaned.

Filthy, filthy, filthy was what they approached me with.

"Filthy," Jarrod growls as I orgasmed onto the sheets.

"Thank God, I pulled out otherwise this filth would have been on my cock," he taunted with a slap on my face.

My mind only replayed back to the moment when Chase had made me stand in front of the mirror and made me go through a whole lecture about what filth really was.

From that moment onwards, I understood that filth was anything but me. Even them calling me filthy only made me think of Chase and it hurt. I wondered if I was ever going to see him again.

Because last time I escaped, it was a gradual thanks to my aunt. David's wife, who was a victim too. She was so helpless but took the risk. I hadn't seen her here though.

"This is disgusting. How much have you eaten in the past few years?" Jarrod flicks my bruised stomach even though I wasn't that chubby.

Each night, David would dig his fingertips too tight into my stomach and pull on the little fat I had because he hated it. He has always wanted my stomach flat. Even a little bit of fat would trigger him.

My lips were cut from the consistent slaps each man had given me. My left cheekbone was even swelling at this point. But they didn't care at all.

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Today the door opened again whilst I stared at the ceiling. It was midnight and I expected it to be David. After his long day of work to come and use me after his sons did. But it wasn't him.

"Liya," my aunt calls my name.

An inch of life comes into me as she anxiously hurries towards my chains. She grabs the keys out of her pocket and my arms drop to the bed.

"My poor baby," tears filled her eyes as she threw a crinkled dress over my body.

My body was lifeless under trauma right now and it wouldn't respond.

"Come on, before he comes," she hurried but I was so weak that I couldn't get up on my feet.

She gave me a glass of water which filled the thirst and hunger that roamed inside my body. Helping me out of the house she took me down the street and into a cab.

"Liya!" I heard David yell from the back which made us flinch.

"Drive on, right now!" she yells.

The driver started the car and drove at the fastest speed he could whilst I tried to gather the courage. There was a car behind us shortly, but we had lost it.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I'll get you out of here safe," he promised speeding off onto the motorway and turning into a traffic of cars.

He instructed me to secretly get out and into another car, which I did and soon I wasn't being followed.

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