After cleaning her plate, Lexie was forced to bathe, then coerced to haul on a tight fitted dress. He was taking her out and as his fiancé, he said she had to look her best.
Her makeup was heavily done, her hair styled with bands and gel, her nails polished and properly groomed. She felt like a doll, beautiful yet fake, but it seems to him, she was beautiful and awfully real, at least that was how she seem to look in his eyes.
She was standing atop of the staircase, a frown etched across her lips as his eyes assessed her. At the moment, his eyes didn't seem empty and dark, they had this little speck of light in them along with a pool of adoration.
He was smiling, the tips of his lips almost touching his ears. Momentarily, she didn't feel fear busting through her veins...why?
Well because he looked so innocent, way too innocent to kidnap and beat a woman into unconsciousness.
But she knew better, she got the kidnap and the beating first hand, oh and don't forget, she got a piece of his demanding self too.
He didn't ask questions, he spat out commands and right now, her going out with him was one of those commands. He had already told her the rules...well rule and also its repercussion.
Stay by my side. Move an inch and I'll cut off your toes.
His eyes had been dark and empty then and she was scared... Why?
Well because she could tell that out of those...1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12, 13, ye 13 words that left his lips, a whole sum of...well thirteen of them were him being brutally honest.
Who wouldn't be scared of losing their damn toes?
Certainly not her....
Sighing, she stepped down the stairs, tensing up the moment she breached the last one. His eyes hadn't left her, not even when he grabbed her arm and carefully entangled it with his.
"We're going to the mall, I'm not use to such crowded and combustible space. I hope you'll be kind enough to direct me to the clothes sections."
Lexie felt it when her throat ran dry and without even thinking it out, she nodded. "I-I...I will."
Seeming please enough, his eyes left her and in less than a second he was striding to his door, automatically taking her with him.
He took out a keychain filled with multiple keys and used one to penetrate the knob before pulling open the door.
The outside came into view then and she watched the grass and trees with so much interest that anyone would think it was her first time seeing them.
Her eyes shifted to the blue car seated in his driveway and immediately after, she noticed some serious people standing beside it.
There were two of them and both were dressed in a suit of black. Their eyes were blank, their feet straight and their hands by their sides.
They looked like statues, f*cking statues and it didn't seem like they'd be of any help to her. It was obvious that they were his bodyguard, they were getting paid to protect him, not her.
Pulling down her dress, she conceded to his steps as he lead her to his car. The men standing beside it bowed, then opened the backseat for him to enter.
He gestured her inside and she had no other option but to hesitantly enter.
Why was he taking her to the mall with him anyway?
She never once told him she'd like to accompany him. In fact, the last time she checked, the only place she asked to go was home, yet here he was taking her to a damn mall.
Huffing, she shuffled to the edge of the seat as he came in after her. She didn't want his skin touching hers, she didn't even want to breathe the same air this psycho does, yet when he closed the door behind him and looked over at her, her internal tantrum ceased.
"Come here." He sighed, lips pulling up in a mischievous smile.
Lexie didn't move, she wouldn't, not when moving any closer to him would hurt her pride.
On the other side of the car, Zheme watched her with a glare, he had thought being patient would solve this problem, but he was wrong and his damn patience was wearing thin.
"Lexie Shay Dillon." He drawled, eyes narrowing even more. "I thought I told you to come here."
The girl visibly tensed, her eyes becoming glossy as she shuffled an inch closer.
'Oh, intimidation is the only thing that demises her stubbornness.'
Zheme smirked at that. "Come. closer. Lexie." his voice was cold and it held finality, yet again only an inch closer she came.
Frustrated, he grabbed her, then lifted her until she sat in his lap.
She gasped, trying to shuffle out, but he held her tight. "I told you to come closer." He sighed, fingers running up her chest until they laid loosely around her neck. "This wasn't what I had planned, but since you disobeyed me, this is punishment."
He pulled her flushed against his chest, then slowly removed the hand from her neck. He ran said hand back down her chest, using it to pull up her dress and widen her tightly closed legs.
Lexie tensed, once again trying to escape such shame, but the hand tightly wrapped around her waist stopped her.
"You shouldn't have disobeyed me." His fingers slid her panty aside and just that alone managed to shatter her pride, her fight as well as the dam behind her eyes.
She started crying, eyes running water like a sea as his finger caressed the flesh between her essence.
"Stop crying Lexie, punishments were meant to be given."
He shoved her legs further apart, index finger penetrating the tight and surprisingly wet cavern. "Tell me you're sorry, tell me you'll never disobey me again and maybe I'll stop."
Lexie nodded quickly, heart palpitating rapidly, mind lost in space and her useless body succumbing to the pleasure his invading finger surprisingly brought with it...yet still... "I-I...I'm sorry, I'll n-never do it again." She fessed, taking deep breaths to swallow the whimpers of pleasure that bubbled up her throat.
Zheme smiled, sliding his sticky finger over her clit one last time before removing it and slipping her panty back in it's place. He placed her back on the car seat and slowly wiped away her tears. "Look how beautiful you are," he sighed. "That's what I wanted to tell you, but you disobeyed me and these tears that are now spoiling your beauty will always be the outcome of your disobedience."
He smiled even wider, running an arm up her thigh. "So today, I dare you to leave my side Lexie and my punishment will again make you cry."
"Kellen, come here!"The five year old boy looked over at his mother, eyes sharp. "No, I told you, I want this." He pointed to the pack of Oreos on the shelf. "And I'm not leaving this supermarket without it."Lexie shrugged, grasping the handle of her trolley. "Alright then, stay here then. I'd be happy to leave a naughty boy like you behind."Kellen's lips curled into a frown, eyes becoming glossy. "But momm—""My answer's final Kellen, you're not getting it."Lexie shoved the trolley pass her son, leaving him to stare watery at her back. He sighed, rubbing his hands in his jeans as his eyes darted over to his father who stood beside him. "Daddy...?"Zheme looked down at him then at the pack of Oreos. "Mommy said you're not getting it." He informed, watching as his boy groaned out in frustration before speaking again. "But daddy didn't say so did he?"Kellen's frown stretched its way into a grin when his father grabbed
"Push!"With a loud groan, Lexie did as told, tears running like a river down her cheeks.It hurts, the pain was more than just prominent, so immense that it had her weak legs shaking. She didn't know what to do, all she was told was to push whenever she felt a contraction, but that was hard considering the relentless pain each contraction brought along with it.She tried though, she was trying so hard for her baby boy. What if something happens to him?He was premature and that fact only proved to worry her more, for premature babies were sometimes born with a disability. She didn't want that for her child, she wanted him healthy and fit, though if he was born with a disability, she'd love him the same.A sudden cry edged her lips when another contraction was bestowed upon her, each lasted a minute and this time, she'd use the minute well. She pushed; hard, hands clutching the sheets, teeth gritted.She could feel it, the head j
Lexie's eyes fluttered open, bringing her out of a world of darkness and into one of light.She had fallen asleep on the couch last night, eating ice cream and watching 'friends'. But it seems even after complaining that he wouldn't, Zheme had lifted her and brought her here.Such a sweetheart he was, the perfect husband and yet everyday she found something new to taunt him with.Yesterday, she had taken his slippers, knowing well enough that hers were too small to fit him and today, she was going to confiscate his computer or rather hide it.With an evil smile, she threw his arm from around her protruding stomach and shuffled off of the bed. His computer was kept in his office when it wasn't in use and that's exactly where her steps took her.She twisted the door knob, wasting no time to push the big, rectangular board open and as she stepped inside, her eyes sought for it.On his desk, she found it, seated perfectly amongst mul
Lexie padded to the couch and with a heavy sigh, she took a seat beside Zheme. After the marriage, they had started off clean, the past was put behind them and what laid before them now was the present and the future.They had left the house behind too and had moved to a different one, one more modern and one in which they've already started their new life.Lexie was almost eight months pregnant now, her stomach blown as big as a floating balloon and Zheme only made matters worst by constantly calling her a pig. Not because she was fat, but because she ate a lot. Around the clock she'd be stuffing her face and when she wasn't doing that, she was either tormenting Zheme or painting.Now though was one of the times she felt the need to perplex her husband. He had been doing office work since morning and though he still looked after her, Lexie wanted to feel more important than the computer that sat in his lap.So she hauled the thing from him, placi
Lexie wiped at her eyes, crawling closer to him until her head rested against his shoulder. "I just want you. I'm sorry, I won't do it again, just... Just please hold me...please."Sighing again, Zheme leaned away from her. This girl truly knew what to do to drive a nail in a man's heart.She made him feel guilty, but her plead for him made his thick length even harder. He wanted her too, so god damn much. He could feel the desperation, the immensity of his need and it wouldn't hurt to finally feed his desire.Without much thought, a finger of his slithered its way under her chin, steadying her face so that her teary eyes resided on him. "I'll hold you Kitten, just promise not to do that again, you should be patient, don't I always satisfy you in the end?"Lexie nodded. "Yes, always but are you going to do that now? Satisfy me.""Only if you promise to sometimes wait."Lexie held up her pinky, handing it to Zheme. "I promise."
"Entertain...?" Lexie questioned, following Zheme up the unfamiliar wooden stairs. "What do you mean by entertain?" "I mean..." Zheme sighed. "You're going to show me exactly what you do in the mornings while I'm asleep."Lexie fumbled with her fingers, eyes watching as he opened up the door to the bedroom. "I can't...I can't possibly show you that, it'd be mortifying.""Then...I can't forgive you either." He stepped into the room, eyes scanning the creativity that laid inside.The room wasn't big but it had all the essentials: a king sized bed decorated with fine sheets and seemingly soft pillows, a nightstand upholding a stylish lamp and decorative items and a built in dresser with a flat screen TV on top and an arm chair beneath it.It also had double doors that lead to a balcony that issued a marvelous view of the sea and a seemingly comfortable couch in the far corner of the room.Zheme grabbed the armchair from beneath the