A L E J A N D R O
I craved her touch for years, waiting for the right moment to take her for myself. She was the one person who had naively befriended me all those years ago, her first mistake. She refused to fall under the first impression everyone else had given me and wanted to understand the real me. The innocence and smile that she wore, which I treasured, has been violently ripped away from her. She looks completely lost without it.I'm seeing her after so long—too long, that seeing her even in such simple silk nightwear has left me in a trance. Even though she's trying her best to push me away, I'm much stronger. I can overpower her as easily as I can press a trigger. My heart aches to see her in so much pain but it no longer matters because I've changed, I'm no longer who I used to be.I'm no longer the man who was weakened by such complex emotions. I'm no longer the man who cares for the comfort of others. I'm no longer the man who will hold back from something that's mine."Look at me," I command her.I couldn't help but drink in her appearance. She looks so beautiful against the illumination of the city lights against her skin. She smells of sweet lavender, making me want to stay here, holding her. She's in pajamas and a towel, her eyes are red and puffy from crying, and she looks so sad yet so breathtaking.Of course, I love her smile, the way it lights up her whole face, making her glow but no one ever compares to her whether she looks sad or happy. Throughout the years away from her, I've been offered many women and men to take in as whores and as spouses but the only woman on my mind was my Zara. No one can compare to her beauty, her big blue eyes so full of light and hope, and her bright smile that can light up a whole city. No one has ever been able to reach my standard. Seeing her again, she's captured me all over again."Please let go of me," she whispers.An unexplained rage burns through my very core. I can feel her shaking under me as I bend down to rest my lips against her ear."Never," I state. "Never again will I let you go," and I mean every word that I just said."You've really lost it... you're insane..." she whispers against my chest. She stopped trying to push me away because she wasn't able to make me move an inch. I pulled her even closer as she rests her hands on my torso. My previous anger has completely vanished as I chuckle darkly, "You think so? I would never guess." I rest my chin against the crook of her neck, which is quickly becoming my favorite part.She's melting in my grasp, I can tell from the way her legs are giving away. The trembling of her body sends pleasure through me. I prefer her this way, a fragile, broken bird, just for me. I hated how she treated everyone back in school. She looked at everyone with such kindness and affection and I couldn't stand to watch her act this kindly to complete strangers. Insecurity filled our relationship because I was always afraid of losing her. I'm unworthy of her, there's no doubt about that but she's the greatest thing that had ever happened to me.But I've changed our dynamic because now it's different, she's wholly mine. She's entirely in my possession, where she has nowhere to run except into my arms, she has nowhere to go except to be held by me."I thought about you frequently while we were apart," I whisper. I lean down to nibble at her ear to tease her,"Did you miss me, Zara?"• • •Z A R AOf course, I missed him, I missed him immensely. He was staying in my mind rent-free, for God's sake! Taking up too much valuable space that I could've used for something else. He's asking me if I missed him... but it's not out of affection, it's out of the need to see how much control he has over me.He isn't holding me because he wants to provide me with comfort and warmth. The way his hands are gliding down my sides is not to make me feel butterflies. His sole purpose—his sole motivation is to have me as his woman in a lustful hunger, the way a man wants a woman."Please stop," my voice comes out weaker than I'd like it to. "Stop what?" He knows exactly what. He knows exactly how I feel, he's just trying to make me feel pathetic."Stop making me feel like a fool! It feels humiliating!" My words came out with a harsh bite. His grip on my waist tightens at first, I can feel his muscles tensing. He brings his hands upon the sides of my head, slamming his palms against the wall, trapping me.I flinch at his aggressive action, I ruined his bliss. The glare in his eyes was enough to make me freeze and not utter another word. "Zara," my name no longer sounds soft on his tongue, it's dripping with venomous poison. What makes this worst is that it's just us two, no one else in this large apartment. I could scream and yell all I want but no one would come to help me, regardless of my situation. It doesn't help that we're all the way up in a penthouse, God knows how many floors above the ground."Disobeying me comes with consequences. Since you're adjusting, I will do you the privilege of letting it go this time," he says through greeted teeth. I can tell he doesn't take orders from anyone; one inch out of line and he'll put you six feet under in no time."You cannot give me orders, understood?" His voice demands submission. "You will respect me as it would be a wiser decision. My punishments are no less than unsparing," there isn't a single hint of remorse in his tone.The fire of rage dancing in his steel, grey eyes have me nothing less than mortified. A swift death would bring me more peace than the piercing gaze of his eyes on me."I would appreciate it if you didn't lie to yourself, Zara," a devilish smile appears on his face. "You still love me, don't you?" My eyes widen and I whip my head away from him, "No, I don't."He chuckles darkly, "You've never been a good liar. You couldn't even lie about the smallest things back in school. For example," his expression turns into one where he looks as if he's thinking back, "the one time I asked you about your biology homework, you were a nervous wreck trying to lie to me." He remembers—He remembers the small things. This makes my heart clench."Besides, I think this is proof enough about how you feel about me," he glides his hand around my neck, grabbing the necklace with the ring on it. Oh, God no... the makeshift ring necklace had become a part of me that it's a habit to always have it on. I've used it as an object that used to make me calm whenever I looked at it. Even when Alejandro pulled it off of me earlier, I instinctively put it back on, without a second thought."It still surprises me that you have it with you after all these years," he smiles. "It brings me immense pleasure that you didn't only keep it, you've kept it with you all this time.""What do you plan to do with me?" I ask abruptly."Oh, love, I have many things planned for you—for us," he pulls the necklace off of my neck, making me shrink back in pain. He pulls my left hand towards him after taking the ring off of the necklace. He slides the ring onto my ring finger, then clasps his hand with mine."It fits like a glove-like it's meant for you," he gazes at the ring with approval. "Just as you're meant to be mine and mine only." My feels pale at his words as realization dawned upon me. He wants to make me his forever—as in becoming his wife._ _ _ _Alejandro will only get worst from here. Good luck readers! 😳Next chapter will be updated soon.Please vote and comment and let me know how y'all feel!!I PURPLE YOU <3Z A R A As the sun shines brightly through the windows, waking me up gently into my world of nightmares again, I pull the covers closer to my chest.Last night... was terrifying.I didn't know if I was going to die from a heart attack or Alejandro, himself, was going to kill me. He did leave—eventually. After giving a lecture, which was mostly made out of threats, he left—just like that.I'm pretty sure he left the apartment because once I tried to escape, he wasn't there. Did I try to escape?Yes, of course, I did.I tried to click the buttons on the elevator inside the apartment and tried to open the front door but both times, the security system announced, "access denied."Did I really think I was going to be able to leave this easily? I sigh, feeling the defeat of last night's escape. I decide quickly to brush my teeth and pick out a hoodie and sweats to dress myself in. I wrap a simple black scarf around my hair, you never know who's going to be walking in and out of this place
Z A R A"No underwear? No other articles of clothing to cover-up? He must've been insane to say that to me!" I gruff as I wrap a black, silk hijab around my hair. The clock strikes 6 PM.Did he even tell me when he'll get here? I barely ate lunch because of my nerves and now I'm super hungry. I should be grateful I even get a meal, I think to myself. I was tempted to go to the hallway and check-up but I have to listen to what Frank said, don't disobey Alejandro.If I break now, there won't be any turning back. Stand your ground, Zara. Your parents raised you to be strong, even though you can be a coward a lot of the time. I look down at my clothes nervously, he won't freak out over something as simple as clothes, would he?"Front door open," the automated voice announces.My heart drops, he's here. My hands instantly turn cold and my legs start shaking. I couldn't hold up my weight. This man scares me and he's yet to do anything to me that would make me want to wish I was dead."Shit,
Z A R A "I don't want this... don't..." my frightened words are cut short because of his sudden touches."There's a chance you may even find this punishment... pleasing," his voice is smooth as he pulls off my underwear. Alejandro slams my arms up against the wall, squeezing it painfully as I struggle in his grip. He only loosens his hold once I stop fidgeting."You know, if you comply with me, you might be able to enjoy this," he says while biting the soft skin at the nape of my neck."N-no..." I'm gasping heavily as a million different emotions flow through me, denying that I'd ever enjoy such a horrible form of punishment. I want to disappear, I've never wanted to disappear as badly as I do now. I try to not think of him, his body pressed against mine, the woody smell of his cologne, the way it's all making me feel weak and dizzy.I bite down hard on my bottom lip, trying to vanish with no success. "I haven't heard a single, genuine apology from you. Do you plan on doing that soon
Z A R A He notices my discomfort and chuckles, "Don't worry. I wouldn't do anything to her unless you give me a reason to. So? How is she?""Good," I answer flatly after chewing my food."Does she go to school?" He pushes the topic moreI nod."Is she still interested in English literature?" He asks. I can't tell whether he's genuinely interested or trying to keep up a conversation. I look up at him with wide eyes, okay, but how does he—"She told me in one of the classes we had together that she was interested in the literature field," he explains, probably because I looked shocked. I nod again,"She's studying English literature."After a minute or two of eating in silence, Alejandro slams his hands down on the table, making me flinch back, "May I ask why you're not speaking to me?"He's joking, right? "Do you want to hear the truth?" I ask quietly."I would appreciate that," he says."Will I be punished for speaking the absolute truth?" I ask cautiously. He stays quiet for a momen
Z A RA I wake up to the sun shining through my windows. I raise my left hand to cover the sun rays shining into my eyes when the familiar ring gleams, reminding me of my grim life. I stare at the clock, my eyes finally settling, "It's noon already?!"I run to the washroom for a shower. The lingering stinging pain in my core is still present but less apparent than last night.I quickly change into a comfortable new pair of pajamas, trying to ignore the events of last night for the sake of my deteriorating mental health. My eyes widen at the thought that Alejandro might've texted or called."When I call or text you, I expect a reply within five minutes or I will assume you're disobeying me. You should be nearby the phone at all times."I scurry to my phone, which is charging on my nightstand beside my bed.No new calls or texts. I sigh a breath of relief. I walk out to see that my lunch is being set up by a woman, who's probably in her late twenties or early thirties.She's so pretty..
Z A R A Gentle? Does he think he can be gentle?"Please, Alejandro! I beg of you to give me some time to... adjust. Please..." my voice is shaking with desperate pleas falling on deaf ears."Adjust? To what, my love?" He asks while nipping at the skin of my chest. To you and your horrible way of treating me. Give me time until I can't feel a shred of emotion anymore. Give me time until I'm just a hollow shell."I never go back on my word. Especially, when it comes to disciplining people who are out of line," his words are stern with an edge of warning. "You are now the wife of Alejandro Genovese. You, out of all people, should never step out of line."If I speak against this again, it won't be good for me at all. I squeeze my eyes shut, my grip on the couch tightening as he kisses down my chest to my stomach. I hate the way my body is reacting before he even reaches the middle. It's sensitive to his touch in ways that should only be valid if I enjoyed this.Am I... enjoying this?No!
Z A R A I had managed to slip out of Alejandro's grasps that night to take a shower and change into a fresh pair of pajamas.I did cover Alejandro with a blanket before settling down in my own room."I let him–I let him touch me so intimately without putting up a fight... I really am worthless, aren't I?" A single tear slides down my cheek. After that day, I didn't see Alejandro for almost a week. He didn't even bother calling or texting to check up on me. It shouldn't bother me but it did, it slightly bothered me. I texted him a few days ago but received no response. But overall, I felt more relieved that I can wind down more instead of always being uptight and on edge.On a better note. I found out the housekeeper's name and she speaks to me for more than a minute."Say, Charlotte, how long have you known Sir?" I ask as I eat breakfast."Boss hired me a couple of years back to tend to his home since he's a busy man. And now, I also tend to you, Ma'am," she answers."Please, call me
Z A R A "I—" I was about to begin but Frank cuts me off."The traffic was—" but he also pauses.Alejandro pulls out his gun, pointing it at Frank's legs, "Traffic was what?" His eyes are cold, calculating... downright evil. All the blood drains from my face, my heart beating at an uncontrollable speed."Alejandro!" I accidentally yell out.He whips his head in my direction, his eyes even colder than before, "What?""It was m-my fault. I'm s-sorry, it won't h-happen again," I didn't sound convincing, my voice is shaking too much. I don't sound convincing, not because I'm afraid, but because it wasn't my fault but it wasn't Frank's fault either!Frank's eyes widen as if I made a big mistake."Really? Not only are you late, but you also decide to lie in order to save another man?" His gun makes a clicking noise... he's preparing to shoot, isn't he?. At that moment, my body freezes and I swear, my soul almost slipped out of my body from just sheer fear."Aleja—" before I can say anything