Chapter 47: Chapter 47

Esteban Pov;

"Calm down," I instructed Reahlyn firmly but calmly, who stood in front of me as if he was about to rip my head off.

"YOU have nothing to say to me!" he snarled, then locked his icy blue eyes on me. "So again... What do you want here?!"

I took out a cigarette and offered him one, but he just shook his head and looked at me expectantly.

Taking a deep breath, I took a deep drag and put the lighter back in my pocket, then looked at him seriously.

"It's about love. Some-"

He turned his back on me and was about to run away when I grabbed his arm and he turned and punched me in the stomach, making me gasp.

"You think you could do the same shit to her that you did to Alice and then come over here and want to talk to me about her?!" he yelled at me, shaking with anger.

"Fucking shit," I cursed, clutching my stomach to quickly get up and flick my cigarette away. "I should never have taken her away from you!"

"Why not???", he said angrily and stood right in front of me. "Tearing women into the abyss is your specialty!"

"Are we talking love, aren't we Alice?!" I yelled at him and he was about to smack me again when I sidestepped and grabbed his arm to push him away from me.

"Now listen to me the fuck!!!" I yelled at him again, but he suddenly pulled off his black t-shirt and tensed his heavily tattooed chest. Excellent!

"So that's what it boils down to. You want to let your anger run wild!" I said calmly and took off my coat to put it neatly behind me on the roof of my car.

It wasn't long before he came at me again and punched me in the side, but I managed to punch him in the stomach too, so he immediately grabbed the collar of my shirt and threw me into my car, a blunt one Pain ripped through my back.

"Are you feeling better now?!" I yelled at him and immediately I felt his fist directly on my face, causing my lip to bleed instantly.

"Not even remotely," he growled and I started to roll up the sleeves of my shirt. After that I walked up to him and he immediately lunged at me, causing us to land together on the cold forest floor.

"You're a fucking maniac!" I cursed, punching him in the head, ignoring the searing pain in my forehead, then covering my face with my hands to defend myself.

"Better a lunatic from the woods than some fucking donut-eating cop like you," he retorted, and I pushed him off me with all my strength, sending him to the floor next to me, noticing that mine did too nose was bleeding.

"Oh yes?! But eating all kinds of eggs for breakfast every morning is okay for him!?!"

He sat up, breathing heavily, and suddenly looked me wistfully straight in the eyes.

"Alice loved making breakfast for both of us...I miss her every single day, Esteban," he breathed, suddenly exhausted, and then stood up to offer my hand, which I hesitantly took and then mine helped up. I brushed the dirt off my shirt and then leaned my car, using the sleeve of my shirt to wipe the blood off my lip. Reahlyn didn't look as beat up as I did, but then again, he had the perfect genes for a fight.

He slowly walked up to the wagon next to me and we stood in silence for a while, staring at the campfire absentmindedly and I knew this moment belonged to Alice all alone. I missed her too...

"You have to help Love," I then broke the silence after a while and ran a few steps away from my car to look down dejectedly.

"I tried to get her out of there. I confided my secret to her and tried to treat her the way she deserved. She was still thinking of you," he explained and then let out a frustrated breath.

"Do you love her?" he then asked me and I immediately looked over at him in shock. Was that love what I felt for love?

"I don't know, but she means so much to me that I can't bear to see her suffer," I tried to explain my feelings succinctly. We were in a pretty calm mood and I didn't want to throw all my feelings on the table.

"And you?"

He nodded without thinking for a second and ran his hand through his brown hair.

"From the first moment," he whispered and I knew it. Knew she was his mate. Alice had always told me about it and I remembered how scared I always was that she would find hers and leave me.

"Then listen to me. Something is wrong with her. Pablo has done something to her," I turned to him and caught his eye. He listened to me but seemed irritated.

"What makes you think that?"

"Because she wanted to stop. I offered to drive her to your place. She just wanted to do something else in the all in. I didn't care if I never saw her again. I just wanted her out of there and barely coming When I come back, she's changed. She threw things at me, but she seemed remote controlled."

I didn't tell him about the syringe and the guy who had been hassling her. Reahlyn was no friend of big words or long thinking. He was one of those men who would not hesitate to tear to shreds anything that put his loved ones in danger.

"And what should I do now? Kidnap her or what are you planning to do?"

I shook my head and took a deep breath.

"I cling to Pablo and hang out all in at night. That way I can control her and see what she's doing and protect her."

"And I'm supposed to do what then?"

"Be there for her. Spend the days with her. Show up at her apartment and just make sure she's happy and confiding in you."

He nodded, but something still seemed to be on his mind.

"And then?" he asked, taking a step towards me. "What if she just doesn't want either of us? Or what if we really can get her out of this? What are you going to do then?"

"Well first of all I know she wants both of us and certainly not my brother or working in this store and secondly as soon as she's out of there and I know her safe with you I'm going to run away and let you guys live your lives. I just want her to have the life she's meant to have, Reahlyn."

He just nodded again and then picked up his t-shirt from the ground to walk slowly towards his cabin.

"You at night, I during the day and you should do some training again!" he said loudly and I could almost hear his stupid grin, which made me smile despite this hopeless situation.

Even though Benjamin had been asleep in his cot for a long time, I was still sitting across from him on Pablo's water bed and watching him...

Every breath gave my heart even more love and I could watch him for ages no matter what he would do.

I had never felt anything comparable.

"Are you okay?" Pablo snapped me out of my rigid state and I immediately looked towards the door where he was standing with a towel around his waist and just drying his wet black hair with another.

"Yes," I replied dismissively and looked back at Benjamin, all I could think about was what this bastard had taken from me.

The first steps, the first word and so much more...

"Come here," he then demanded, but I didn't move. I never wanted to leave Benjamin again, whose smell alone made my heart beat faster.

"Love", he then emphasized my name, as always when he wanted to warn me and just because I knew he would take Benjamin away from me again as soon as I offended his pride, I stood and ran towards him.

Everything in me resisted him, but he had driven me into an addiction again, as he had done so many times before...

I walked past him out of the bedroom, looked around the dark living room, and then sat down on the couch, exhausted, while Pablo closed the door and sat down next to me.

"You want Benjamin, you can see him on the nights you're free. But love, I'll ask for something for that," he said calmly, and when he ran his hand over my bare thigh, I jumped in shock .

I knew what he wanted. He wanted complete power over me. Wanted me to give myself to him like before and no matter how much he disgusted me, how much I loathed him, I had to do it... Otherwise I would lose my child again and I wouldn't be able to do that again.

"You're only mine, love," he whispered, pushing my curls aside to start caressing my neck. Inside I was screaming non-stop, but outside I was frozen.

"And that beautiful body," he whispered in my ear, slowly slipping his hand under my dress. "He's only mine too, no matter how many other people fuck you."

He pushed my panties aside with his fingers and leaned slightly over me so that I was now lying on the couch under him with my legs apart and closed my eyes, but he immediately cupped my chin.

"You'll look at me when I take you," he demanded sternly and I did as he removed his towel and slowly lowered himself onto me.

My trembling body would tell him only too well that I didn't want it, but he didn't let that deter him. Pablo loved it when people were afraid of him. He loved knowing that he could do whatever he wanted no matter what the other person felt.

Looking deep into his eyes, he then gently stroked my cheek with one hand and then stroked my mouth, on which he put his lips and pulled me into a kiss that made me despair inside...

He moaned into the kiss, getting horny because I was completely devoted to him at that moment and then I felt his excitement in my middle, which slowly and painfully pushed itself into me.

His lips parted from mine and he looked at me with desire but without a spark of love... He didn't love me, he just wanted to possess me...

Then he let himself fall completely into me and although it was just plain repulsive to me, a small moan escaped me as he slid himself inside me all the way.

"You like that, don't you," he moaned and grabbed my neck to smother me for a moment while slowly penetrating me deeply over and over again. He kissed my cheeks, licked my lips and everything inside me contracted uncomfortably as I felt his warm breath on my skin.

"You're so horny," he said, his voice trembling with excitement, and he pulled himself out at the same time, which at least gave me a little time to relax.

"Turn around!"

I was glad when I was able to turn away from him and brace myself on my knees. I didn't have to look at him like that and it made the whole thing a little more bearable, even if a part of my soul was certainly trying to die...

As he pulled me up by the hair and my back crashed into his chest, I took a deep breath and felt his other hand brush my breasts as he rubbed his cock in the middle.

"Tell me to fuck you," he demanded, and I felt his hand slide further down my body until he slipped under my panties and caressed my sensitive spot in circular motions.

I groaned reluctantly, hating my body for surrendering to it. Hated that his fingers got wet from my arousal, even though inside I felt nothing but hate and dislike.