Chapter 10: Chapter 10

“And you will satisfy my desires from now on.”

He continued that soothing action but to me it was torture. His touch has only one thing in my heart; repugnance.

The feelings he has induced within me in just a few moments made me petrified because if I can't spend a few moments with him, how can I spend the rest of my life?

What is killing me the most is that his touch is not rough at all. It was tender. He was gently moving his hands. “I know…”

Touching me softly, treasuring me but not loving me. The touch was affectionate but not loving. I can't understand his intentions.

“Exactly. All authority to your beautiful body.” He let out a quiet chuckle but If he wants to fulfill his needs, why there's need for softness when there's no compassion?

Obscured by his actions I remained still as he moved his hands. He nibbled on my earlobe and then kissed my neck. I quiver when I feel his lips.

“Mine.”

Having an enormous feeling of resentment for myself that I agreed for this filled me with penitence but there's nothing I can do now.

I felt his smirk that made me immerse in distress more. He bit and then sucked the spot. An electric spark traveled through me but not wanting to show him I didn't dare to move. He pulled away slowly as I turned my gaze and met him pleased by the mark he formed.

His Mark.

Unable to control those unwanted and sickening thoughts, A tear rolled onto my cheek which vanished his amusement for a moment. He moved his hand to my shoulder and turned me as I continued to let out soft sobs.

“What happened?” I continued to cry, not wanting any of this feeling of being degraded in my eyes.

"Hey, I haven't even touched you inappropriately...yet." He said in a low but gentle tone. I don't want this gentleness. It’s inducing such feelings in me which are taking my life out of me.

“I barely touched you and not even roughly.” He lifted my chin as tears continued to flow. Not wanting any of this warmth and affection, I convulsed,

"J-Just do I-it. I-I don't want your affection!" I stuttered. He raised his eyebrow at my sudden outburst and I thought that he'll be angry but soon that bewilderment was replaced by a look of being entertained as said,

"Well that depends on me when and how I want it, Love" I was disgusted when he called me love. I looked away and wiped my tears. He took a step closer and I took a step back.

“Maybe I will do it now? Maybe not? Maybe somewhere else? All depends on me.” He gave me the look of a hunter, playing with his prey. He continued to look at me with that look of fascination wanting to devour me but refraining himself and indulging himself.

“So you just surrender quietly before I recall what you agreed to.” He hissed, immobilizing me.

And soon, everything was replaced by his one emotion, Lust.

My heart skipped a beat as he moved closer. Before I could move away, he turned me again and pulled me close. My body continued to tremble as I was crumbling by the feeling of being depraved.

This time I felt him slipping down the zipper of my dress. Losing my strength and I convulsed, absolutely petrified, I put my hands over my chest to stop the dress from falling from front.

“If I am not saying anything that doesn’t mean I won’t do anything.”

His hand traveled down to the side of my leg. Under those layers of my thick dress, I could still feel the sensation of his touch. My heart lost its beat, my breath caught up in my throat when his hand moved to my inner thigh and gave it a rough squeeze.

“Ah!” I gasped and yanked my head back. The repulsion of his touch is immense. How he is swaying me like this is breaking me apart. His hand slowly moved upward as he rubbed over me.

“Hmm?” An unwanted moan escaped my lips, my heart stopped at that moment. My strength deprived me of energy, A tear pricked in the corner of my eye because I know there's no escape and I have to embed this sensation in my core.

"You liked it, didn't you?" He growled, sinking his teeth on my shoulder. I lost my breath as his repulsive touch is evoking shivers of terror from me.

A wave of undesirable lust surged in me and I was trying so hard to deny the sensation his sudden touch caused me. My lips slightly parted, my back was resting against his back because there's no support left for me.

“First time, I guess.” Adrenaline rushed in my veins and I shook my head no, wanting to deny that feeling but he just let out a suppressed laugh upon seeing my whimpers.

He is enjoying every moment, He is taking his pleasure out of every voice he is taking out from me.

Before I could lose against him completely and receive rapture- he stopped and moved his hand away. I let out loud gasps to catch my breath as my legs began to quiver endlessly.

He then moved his hand back as he traced his fingers over my exposed back. I closed my eyes as I shivered violently by the terror he has evoked within me. The terror he elicits within me is pulverizing me as I accept the bitter reality of my life that I am nothing but a toy anymore and it depends on him when he should let me feel pleasure and pain.

"Tell me..." He said huskily. Tears pricked in the corner of my eyes as I didn't let them fall no matter how much I wanted to.

Bearing that feeling of abhorrence, I realized that he is not moving his fingers randomly but writing something.

...........C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N ...........

A strong feeling of being grossed by his action rushed in me. I bit my quivering lips to calm this horror-stricken form of mine as I replied,

"Christian.." My voice was vague but it seemed like a melody to him and I could feel it, how he loved it when I called his name.

"Call it again.." He whispered in my ears, pressing himself against me more. His every touch made me tarnish and I lost myself in his lasciviousness.

"Christian.." I whispered. No matter how this made me disgusted, I have to carry this up.

"You are so intoxicating, Sophie...." I felt his lips brush against my skin as tears threatened to fall but I held them back.

For a second, everything stopped and before I realized what happened, I was facing him and he was smirking, terrifying me. We were looking at each other. A tear rolled onto my cheek as I met his licentious and intimidating eyes.

“Let’s end this bogus.”

He took a step back and took off his coat and threw his coat as he loosened his tie. I looked away not wanting to see anymore. Liking my innocence so much, he decided to take it away from me as soon as possible.

He walked closer and I walked back but unfortunately, The moment I took a step back, I fell on the bed.

With one hand on my dress, I crawled back as tears began to fall again but this time they had no effect on him as his eyes shined under the moonlight with malevolence and in them, the fiery fire of thirst and desires reside.

He put his hands on the mattress- scaring me. He moved closer as he hovered over me. I shut my eyes and in a split second I was underneath him as he held both of my hands and I felt ashamed as I can't hide myself from him.

He leans in as our lips brush against each other and since I have no choice but to abide by the contract and satisfy him. I bear that feeling of distraught aroused by his unpleasant acts, and let him do what he wants and hate both of us in my heart.

He moved to my neck and I shut my eyes tightly as tears released them. His kissed my neck- his mark to be exact and whispered,

"I think I'll relish that toxic marriage the most...."

After that, I felt myself losing myself in those flames of his lust as they tormented and broke me miserably leaving me defiled...