Chapter 9

The instant he dropped me on the bed, I crawled back to get away from him.

"I'm not sure where you think you are going." He chuckled dry-ly and it send shivers down my spine. As I reached the end of the bed, he abruptly pulled my ankle back and pinned me down with his body. I was completely at his mercy as I was laying on my front and his chest tightly pressed against my back. I couldn't move at all. That scared me the most.

"No!" I screamed, and cried but nothing affected him.

Seconds later I felt him lean on me and inhale the scent of my hair. I panicked as he came closer and nibbled my ear. I thrashed in his hold as I tried to get away but that only made him put more pressure. He abruptly flipped me like I was a sack of rack and harshly kissed my neck, moving towards my jaw.

"S-stop Please," I cried as I felt his hands roughly push apart my thighs. My breathing become more drained as his fingers trailed up my inner thigh.

"Please..."

My pleading come to stop as his lips roughly attacked mine. I thrashed and struggled, but all my futile attempts to get free were in vain.

I cried as he bit my lower lip, I could feel the metallic taste of blood invading my mouth. He moved his mouth ferociously, desperate to get his tongue between my lips. I moved my head back to pull away but his hand grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer to him. He licked my bottom lip with his tongue, as he pinched the inner side of my thigh.

I gasped and he used this as an opportunity to invade my mouth with his tongue. Placing both of my hands on his chest, I tried to push him away but his strength was inevitable, he grabbed both my hands with his one and pinned them above my head. His tongue moved against mine. The kiss becomes more aggressive, more dominant.

I desperately tried to pull away as the oxygen level dropped in my lungs. My lungs started burning. He didn't seem to care as he was busy kissing me. My eyes rolled back as dark dots started dancing in front of my eyes. I was on the edge to lose consciousness.

But he had some other plans as he pulled away and looked at me. I was a panting mess.

I was disgusted by myself.

I couldn't do anything as he was assaulting me.

I was angry at myself for being so weak.

I wanted to pull away but he had me caged, his one hand was pinning me on both wrists and the other was between my thighs, caressing my inner thighs.

He smirked as he traced my bottom lip with his and sucked it.

"You are a tease, Aren't you, Sarah..." He said looking at my lips.

I looked up at him and felt my breath catch.

His eyes.

They were icy blue with a blood-red line surrounding them.

"L-let me go," I tried my luck one more time.

"Why are you scared, little one? I brought you no harm," he said slightly annoyed.

No harm!

Is he for real?

He had just literally beat me up!

He threatened me!

He scared me!

And he said he didn't bring me any harm!

"No harm?!" I growled as anger got the best of me. I suddenly didn't care who he was.

"You beat me! You threatened me! And you-"

My words were cut short by the forceful way he grabbed my face. He squeezed my cheeks together as he looked down at me with his intense eyes.

"One more word and see what happens," He growled in my face.

All my anger vanished as his eyes started changing colours.

I let out a helpless whimper as tears ran down my face.

I was helpless.

I was weak compared to him.

His eyebrows narrowed as he looked at me like he didn't understand why I was crying. Something must have snapped in him as he immediately gets up from me and started pacing around the room. He was a bipolar man, with a paranoid mentality, he didn't seem to understand why was he so obsessed with me.

I let out a sigh of relief. I quickly sit up in bed. His eyes were closed like he was trying to control himself. He inhaled deeply.

He was distracted.

And I took it as an opportunity to run away from here but all my hopes were crushed when I noticed that he was too close to the door. He could easily catch me. I looked around and my eyes fell on the white wooden door leading to the bathroom.

My only hope.

I cautiously get up from bed and tiptoed towards the bathroom.

"Stop,"

Oh god! No! please!

I stopped dead in my track. Waiting for the worst to happen.

I didn't turn around but could hear his footsteps. I looked down and prayed.

Oh god, please! Don't let him kill me!

My breathing becomes shattered as his shoes come in the line with my vision.

"Look at me," he said. I could feel his eyes on me.

I looked up at him startled as his light blue eyes stared down at me, making me nervous. I never felt this much...

Anxious.

Terrified.

Frightened.

"Aren't you just painfully tempting?" He teased. Which threw me off guard completely. I was not expecting this. He should be mad at me for trying to run away. I expected him to be angry at me for disobeying him. But what could I say, he was unpredictable.

His mood switches within milliseconds.

He took a step toward me. I took a step back every time he come closer until my back hit the wall behind me. He took a few more steps and put his hand on the wall above my head. I swallowed hard.

What was he doing?

He turned his attention back to me. He looked at me, his tall body towering over me.

"You will not attempt to escape from me again, do I make myself clear?" He said with a stone-cold voice. His face was void of any emotion.

See, I told you. His mood changes within seconds.

I didn't say anything just stood there without looking up at him. He terrified me more than I could explain. No matter how handsome he was, he was still scary.

"Do I make myself clear?" He growled in my face. His eyes were glowing with fury in them. I almost fell to the ground due to the intensity of his voice. He grabbed my jaw in his hand and tilted my face upwards. I didn't even realise I was shaking till then. He didn't seem to care anyways.

I was human. I had feelings. And I didn't want to stay there. I didn't belong there, he needed to know and understand that.

I looked up at him.

" I-you c-can't keep me here. I d-don't belong here." I tried hard not to stutter but in his presence, I always fail. His lips curled up in a smirk. He was amused. He was amused by my statement.

Why? I didn't know.

"This mouth of yours will get you in trouble," he said bringing his face closer to me. I tried to move but he held my jaw tightly. I winced.

"It's the last time I am warning you, Sarah. You will be a fucking behaved little girl in my presence." He said harshly and I got really angry at how he thought he owned me and I would do whatever he commanded but no, not this time. I wouldn't let him play with me. He disgusted me for god's sake.

"I loathe you." I snarled at him, I was surprised I didn't stutter. He widened his eyes for a second. He was surprised. But the surprised look soon replaced with anger, rage and fury. He growled like a wild beast.

He took a step back, he licked his bottom lip. His long, sharp canines were visible now. He was going to snap at any moment. This time his next move was almost unpredictable. He swiftly turned around and hit the first thing next to him. The pieces of glass table were scattered all over the floor. I was scared. I wondered what would've happened if that fist would've had connected with my face. I gulped in fear.

He took a step toward me dangerously before he could grab me, I made a run for the door. As I thought my freedom was near, I was yanked back.

"No! Leave me!" I screamed. His grip tightened on my waist. I thrashed in his arms but he didn't.

He stood in front of the dresser with me in front of him. His chest was touching my back. His grip was strong on my arms. I moved again but he tighten his hold as a warning sign. He pulled me close.

"Let me go! Please!"

I breathed in and felt panic overtake me.

"I dare you to move, Sarah." He growled and a shiver went down my spine. I swallowed and looked down with fear installing in me. At this time I was preparing myself for his wrath.

He dipped his head in my neck, inhaling. His hold loosened up for a second before he grabbed my waist from behind and pulled me impossibly closer.

He looked up and I felt his face behind my neck.

"Look, little one," he commanded. I closed my eyes and looked down. I don't want to look up.

He scares me!

"I said look up!" He shouted and wrapped his fingers around my neck and made me look up. I looked up only to find us standing in front of the mirror. He was towering over me at his full height.

My eyes met his reflection in the mirror and he smirked.

We were standing in front of a mirror with me caged in his arms, one was on my waist and the other was on my neck. My back pressed against his chest.

"Look at yourself, love," he whispered in my ear and I involuntarily looked at my reflection.

My face was flushed. My hairs were all over my face. My nightie was riding up my thighs. It was barely covering my legs. I could see the red underwear I was wearing. The straps were loosely hanging on my shoulders. The deep cut on the front was showing my breasts. I was afraid, that if I moved one inch, my breasts definitely would be on full display.

I was almost naked.

His eyes travelled around my body and his pupils dilated.

"Aren't you a little temptress?" His hand moved towards my thighs and I gasped.

"You are a fucking tease," he whispered loud enough for me to hear. His hands move higher till they were near the edge of my panties. I shiver from sudden contact. He kissed the side of my neck, then moved towards my shoulder. He teased the strips of my nightie with his lips. His fingers teased the sides of my panties. His hand moved up and down on my thighs.

Without any warning, he moved his hand under my nightie slightly pulling it upwards. My panties were full on display for his hungry eyes. I tried to pull it down but he swiftly grab my hands and lock them behind my back with his one hand.

"Don't!" he growled.

His fingers move up towards my chest, taking my dress up with them. He grabbed my breast harshly. I yelped in fear.

"Stop, please!" I said almost whispering.

He chuckled darkly.

"I want to fuck you, isn't it obvious.." he whispered. I was feeling trapped but most of it I was scared of his next move.

Scared of his wrath.

Scared of his hunger.

"Would you like to see how hard you make me," he said biting my earlobe.

"No, please!" I said immediately. I was wondering how did I become so obedient suddenly. My voice was low and pleading.

"You are my little love slave. I should have you tied up to my bed, so you won't try to escape from my grasp again." he continued. His hot breath was on my neck. He was kissing my neck and sucking at the same time. His hand was playing with my breasts. He was enjoying all this.

And I was feeling all the emotions.

Rage.

Anger.

Fear.

Panic.

Terror.

Fright.

Exhaustion.