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It was him; it was Azazel. Did she doubt it? Obviously not, but the optimist in her somehow hoped that she wouldn’t see him, but luck was never on her side, not now, not ever. Her luck ended with her parents. She lifted her head to face him; he stood taller, like a Hyperion in a field of dwarf willow. The forest’s silence was deadly, yet somehow, he looked deadlier. Athena gulped, “Please,” she was begging before she knew it. She hated begging him, but she would take begging over death anytime. “Oh, you will please me, princess, you will, but before that. Let’s, go talk, shall we?” he bent to hold her, but she started to crawl away the minute he bent down, anticipating his move. Azazel pinched the bridge of his nose, “I have enjoyed the chase, Raven, but now it is time to end this game,” he pulled her by her ankles, held her hand tight, and lifted her while she was still struggling, “Stop struggling,” he moved his hands to her waist, digging his nails there, but his words made Athena
As he demanded, Athena made him a sandwich. By the time she was done cooking, he already came down, but without his shirt, he was only in his sweatpants, his tattoos visible to her. He had a cobra on his front and something that looked like a stork or a hawk in the back. She was figuring out why he got all of his skin covered in tattoos, “Stop ogling,” he yelled at her without a tiny bit of gentleness in his tone.“I wasn’t,” she defended herself.“Yeah, right,” he chuckled. He was pleased that she found him attractive. He knew he was coveted by many, but he had always wondered if she would see him attractive. Her eyes seemed to have answered his question. She walked over with the plate, placed it before him, and waited for him to have it, but he wasn’t making a move to touch it. He looked at her and back to the sandwich. He grabbed her forearm and pulled her into his lap; she put her hands on his chest, balancing herself on him. “What are you………….,” she asked.“Shh,” he caressed the
“I want to know to whom this number belongs,” Azazel handed his phone over to Tristan and asked him to check it. “I don’t think you will find anything. If she really wanted to hurt our mother, would she leave breadcrumbs for us to trace?” Tristan asked his brother. “You said it yourself; you had known her for ages. What do you think?” Azazel countered Tristan’s question with a mild mockery in his tone. Tristan shook his head negatively. He grabbed Athena’s phone, trying to walk out, “Where are you taking that phone?” he asked his brother. “To investigate like you asked,” Tristan answered. “You just need to copy the number, Tris. That phone,” he grabbed Athena’s phone from his brother’s hands, “Is mine,” he said with a smile. “Gross,” Tristan rolled his eyes. “You are turning into a creep, brother,” he teased Azazel. “Whatever, I need that information,” he diverted his gaze back onto his computer screen. He opened her phone and went through her pictures, most of them were of her
“I do not agree with this,” Athena stood between the two men, “Nevin, please,” she held his chest, begging him, earning a warning growl from Azazel; he was losing it seeing Athena stand close to Nevin, talking to him gently, touching him. Her touching Nevin wanted him to kill Nevin more than he already wished. “Don’t do this, Nevin; he will kill you” she wiped his blood crying. “I don’t want to do this, Thena, but I can’t let you go. You are the one constant thing in my life,” Athena closed her eyes. “No, Nevin, I don’t want this,” she tried talking him out of it, but before she could do anything, she was pulled back by Azazel. He buried his head in her hair, smelling it creating a boiling rage in Nevin, “You don’t get to fucking choose,” he yanked her hair harder, “If I want it, I get it. I want you and I will get you by hook or by crook, by blood or by death”, he bit down on her cheeks holding Nevin’s eyes captive. Nevin struggled to try to punch Azazel’s men, but they were strong
Mature and non-consensual scenes. Please skip it if it makes you uncomfortable… He didn’t wait for a second; he started dragging her upstairs; he threw Athena into a room. “Go shower; I want his scent off you,” he pushed her further into the room. She turned around with no choice, “And Athena?” she turned to face him. “I want you clean and ready for me. I am not going to give you another chance,” he glanced at his watch, “you have 15” he left the room to shower for himself. Athena entered the bathroom; stripping her clothes, she sat in the bathtub, numb. She is going to sleep with her sister’s fiancé; how sinful is it? But can she escape? She knows she cannot. If she did, he would kill Nevin. Her life is a mess, so chaotic than the sky during a hurricane. She sat there hoping that time would freeze and this mess would end, but time never froze and the mess only began. She sighed and walked out of the bathroom; a nightgown with a robe and some scented lotions was on the bed. She obedi
This chapter will have non-consensual sex scenes. It will be sad, if you are uncomfortable, skip it, please….. He saw her biting her lip, and he loved it; he wanted those lips to bite his; he wouldn’t mind even if his body bore her marks; he wanted it; he wanted her to mark him like he was going to mark hers. Her throat was parched with the anticipation of what was going to happen. So she closed her eyes again, and she kept them closed until she felt a swat on her ass, a loud spank forcing her to open her eyes, “you are not allowed to close those eyes, baby” he rubbed her cock on her clit biting his lips, and she clenched her stomach. “Don’t close those eyes” he slowly moved his dick down to her entrance. He moved his gaze down to her pussy and inhaled deeply. That pussy is the most beautiful on this entire planet. He is no stranger to a woman’s pussy. He had many, fucked a lot too, but hers knocked the breath out of his lungs like his breath would never return to him. His eyes were
Azazel woke up with aches in his body. He rubbed his groggy eyes. They felt dry and itchy. He looked to the right, and the bed felt empty and cold. His body remembered her warmth. A smile crept on his lips. He touched his lips and remembered how often he tasted her lips with those. He pulled the sheets off and got up. Nakedness didn’t seem unfair to him since last night. He stepped into the shower and turned around to look at himself in the mirror, and last night’s memories flooded through his system and his heart felt full. Turning on the shower, he reveled in his thoughts. He had to go see his mother; he didn’t get that chance to see her since she attacked; he was taken by guilt that he slept with his mother’s attacker. He turned on the shower letting the water fall on his body, he grabbed some body wash to wipe himself, and that is when he noticed dried blood stains on his dick; his blood stilled for a moment, “was she a virgin?” he rubbed the body wash between his hands absentmind
As soon his eyes drank her figure, his feet took him in her direction. His Italian loafers made no sound on the wooden floor, he had the stealth of a tiger. He was silent as the night. Athena sat on the windowsill, her eyes closed, unknowing of the approaching predator. He knew she was in a deep sleep; there was no pain in them; serenity was apparent on her face, so silent and beautiful. This was a different expression than she had last night. She didn’t sense his presence, which was a good thing. He can see her as much as he wants now. He walked closer, so close to feeling her; the gentle breeze blew on her face. The wind played with her delicate features; her lashes fluttered, casting a shadow on her occipital area. The lashes were too thick, like a curtain hiding sunlight from falling inside, and her plum lips chapped due to her continuous licking; he traced his fingers lightly on it, and a small smile donned his face. She did not move; she must’ve been getting her much-needed slee