2 ~Hellbound~

"I don't want anyone else to stare at you the way I do. I've admired you since I was a teenager. I wanted you to be mine the moment I saw you."

While we were conversing, Paul placed his hand on my thigh and gently raised it.

"No." I started kicking him.

"Please, no more. You are my brother. You can't treat me like this."

"Brother?" Suddenly, Paul burst out laughing.

"Elena, you are aware of the truth. I'm not your biological brother."

"Elena, I'm not Paul D'Souza. I'm Paul Wilson, and you know that very well," Paul stated.

"So, Elena, we can sleep together." He added.

I arched my brows and yelled, "No!"

"Put an end to it, Elena. Otherwise, you will be hurt." Paul stated this emphatically.

"I beg you, Paul. Please stay away from doing so," I said while sobbing.

"No, and please don't beg me," he whispered as he licked my neck.

"Please." I put a lot of pressure on him.

"I want to do something with the person I care about."

"What did you say?" he said as he came to a halt.

I shouted and said, "I'm not fond of you. You and your mother are both disgusting."

Paul hit me harder and grabbed my hair at the same time. His face flushed with rage. He said, "Elena, I am the love of your life. Did you hear what I said? Your hatred towards me doesn't make a difference to me."

He remarked with a sinful smile on his face, "And no one will touch you before me."

Paul slid my bathrobe off in a flash, kissing me hard. I wasn't expecting that to happen so quickly. He crushed his lips into mine as he gripped my head in both hands. I pushed my lips together, but he was desperately straining to open my mouth.

I was putting forth an excessive amount of pressure to push him. However, it was useless against his heaviness and power. Paul was crushing his entire body on me.

Paul immediately lifted my waist and pulled me to him, tightening his grasp on my wrist. Suddenly, he nibbled my lower lip and took the chance. He inserted his tongue into my mouth.

'If I don't want it, then why am I the one who has to deal with it? I'm unable to stop him. I'm exhausted. Please, Dad, return home as soon as possible. My entire body is becoming numb. I'm not interested in losing my virginity to this guy.'

Paul kissed me forcefully. From my neck to my bosom, he slid his hand. I kept pushing him with all my power. Paul grabbed my wrist with one hand and gently touched my bosom with the other; I could not even stop him.

'Is this the end for me? Where have you gone, Mom?'

I was attempting to regain my grip on my hand. Paul paused in his kisses and fixed his gaze on me.

"I told you not to move. However, you are so stubborn."

He removed his shirt and belt while he spoke. I narrowed my eyes to see him. Paul clung to my wrist with his belt and fiercely grasped my cheek.

"I'll make you adore me, Elena," Paul said.

In the flash of an eye, Paul tore my inner dress and bit my neck like an animal. I screamed in agony. I attempted to kick him, but he grabbed my leg and held it in his grasp. He gave me a menacing stare.

Paul's point of view

I can't take it any longer. I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. I want to devour her because of her innocence. I want to devour her because of everything she has.

**

I understood that my time had come. It was my first time, and he was going to take my first time. I became so terrified that I pleaded with him to leave me.

"No. Please don't do this, Paul." But he completely ignored me and pulled out my pants.

Paul was a rogue. Long ago, he'd changed. He has completely forgotten all our promises. I would have to fight to the very end. I pleaded with him with all of my strength.

"Please, Paul," I requested of him. However, it did not work for him. He ran his fingers over my lips and leaned over my face.

"Elena, you're 19 years old. Don't worry, everything will be fine.. I'll be kind to you."

I couldn't contain my rage any longer. I screamed and yelled fiercely at him, "I hate you! If you force me to do what you want, I will never love you."

He gave me a dreadful look. I simply heard a single sentence from him.

"I'm going to bend you to my will."

I got a smooch on my private part before I comprehended anything. I jerked my body forward and kicked his shoulder. I was terrified and shaking. His tongue was fluttering all over the place.

"Stop it, Paul. Stop it." I shouted. I didn't know why my body was reacting to his touch. Paul came to a halt and approached me. He put his hand on my cheek.

"Babe," Paul said.

"Please don't," I pleaded, weeping with heavy breath.

"Why?"

He questioned me while stroking his bulge with me. I closed my eyes and shifted my gaze to the other side. There was no one who could help me. My scream would go unheard. He pushed me hard after a split second. Paul slid inside me instantly.

I bit my lower lip and whimpered in pain. The blood flowed, and I felt warmth and pain. In anguish, I whimpered and cried. But Paul's thrusting continued unabated. He gradually began to press me deeper and harder.

Paul's point of view

It's too late. I'm unable to stop myself. You're driving me crazy. You do not know how much I want you. I am sorry, Elena, but I need to make you mine. With pleasure, I closed my eyes.

I don't give a damn if you like me or not. I'd like to have you like this every night. Nobody is going to stop me. Even your father?

I closed my eyes with pleasure and affectionately cried out her name.

"Elena."

I began kissing her neck and quickening my pace. It sank me deep into her.

**

Elena's point of view

I was in a lot of pain. There was nothing I could sense. It was feeling numb. It was starting to blur. I gradually lost consciousness and drifted into a deep slumber. I didn't know when he stopped torturing me; I didn't know when he stopped calling out my name.

**

After a while, Paul stopped and looked at Elena. He moved slowly from her top and noticed blood on the bed linen.

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