Chapter 57: Chapter 57
But this man's skull is brittle. He didn't give up and kept following me even though I was making big strides. The way he acts appears to be overly possessive. Even when I entered, he just followed. When I stopped and look at him, he bowed completely. He wanted to avoid looking me in the eyes, so I didn't speak because I knew what was going to happen, and I also didn't want to talk to him either. I felt it would be better not to waste any more time, so I went upstairs.
“Luna!” he called as soon as I stepped onto the stairs, but I didn't turn to face him, so he just kept going. “Please accept my apologies! But I couldn't do it — "
I didn't pay attention to anything and just kept walking. I prefer not to hear anything from him. Enough of what I've heard and discovered. If he went on like this, I'd be completely crushed. Because of the daily grind on me, he will suddenly refine me. It felt like I was fighting for my life alongside him. When I got to the top of the stairs, he grabbed my hand, and he could see my surprise in his eyes. He appeared to be crying, and his tears flowed at any moment.
My eyes widened as tears streamed down my cheeks. Why should I care if you're in pain? Why does it bother me to see you in such a state? To avoid feeling the pain, I pounded my heart with my fist. I punched him in the chest, and he quickly stopped me.
My tears were just dripping when he caressed my face. Slow and light — peaceful but painful. He wiped away the tear that was now on my chin. He pressed our foreheads together and continued to wipe away the incessant bursts. My tears flow uncontrollably and like a noisy river flows.
“I’m sorry. Please, don't cry.” When he said that there was a tear in the corner of his eye, then he hugged me. My head was leaning on his shoulder as he caressed me. The whole house was dark, there was nothing to see. The cricket was just the noise and my sobs.
As I cried, he slowly kissed my lips. With so much passion, I could almost fall asleep. Between our kisses, he mumbled, “I like you. I love you. Please, don't leave.” Those were his last words before we finally lay down on the soft bed and did the thing where I was drowning.
The way he licks my sensitiveness is as if his warm tongue is also sinking into my whole being and soul. The way he sucks “it” has a strange sensation that takes me to the afterlife. I just want to always feel like this so that I can always forget what he did.
I simply raised my legs as he did so. He never stopped twirling his tongue. My left hand was wringing him and my right hand was gripping the bedsheet tightly because it was forbidden for him to lick me or draw energy from me. That was his only heaven; if you looked closely, you'd notice he was a Leon who found food and tasted it first.
“Nghh.” Even as I sobbed, I let out my groan. I accompanied it with my painful sobs. When he removed his face from that sensitive part of mine, his body rose, and he lay his body on mine.
“Don't cry, Luna.” He whispered in my ear as my legs were already wrapped around his legs.
I flinch, and each sob only got louder. Please don't just say those words, it only hurts me more. I don't know how many hammers are hitting my heart because it seems as if it has become more severe. I heard his grin, but I knew there was no enthusiasm or meaning to that because I couldn’t find the part that made him even happier. Suddenly, he spoke.
“Do you hate me that much so that until now you still don't stop crying?”
I bite my lips because I don’t want to answer. I felt it would be better not to look for an answer to that question because I knew I would only look for a vague excuse where he would be pardoned for what he did to me. Furthermore, I even beat the raped woman and was shared by different men because of what he did. My eyes won't stop releasing water.
“Ahh …!” I bit my lip so much that it broke because of what he did.
He shoves his dick unexpectedly. In the depth and quiet of the night, only the creak of the bed could be heard. I tried not to move too much so that we weren’t too noisy because I was afraid that someone would hear us from outside even though we were on the second floor. He grabbed one of my feet, and kissed it onto my toe, and start pounding me again.
“Even inside, you are trembling. Are you so scared of me?” When he sat me down, I landed on his legs. He touched my hips and moved me to lift and move me down. I didn't feel anything, I think I was numb. But my heart, still beating in him even with every move he was already knocking me down. It was as if large rocks had fallen on my body that covered me.
When I met his face, I touched both his cheeks. Probably, my eyes are swollen from crying so much. As I caressed his face, I spoke in my hoarse voice. “I don't know why I don't stop crying, especially as I see your face.” I did not lie and told the truth.
When I said that, he lay me on the bed again and bang me hard.
Where I'm going? I don't want to be here anymore.
It was early in the morning when I woke up from sleep because of what we had done. It was as if someone had hit my body because of its extreme pain. I removed the hand that was hugging me and got off the bed. In the cold of the floor, it was as if electricity flowed through my body.
I looked at him first and kissed his lip. Before I got dressed and left the room to get my suitcase.