Four: The Revenge

Four: The Revenge

I feel like I went back in time to a few days ago when my mom was murdered. I couldn't believe i was looking at the same eyes that belong to the person who murdered my mother. He was sitting just a table away from me. I looked him straight in the eye and he smirked. He got not one, but two slaves beside him. 

Nolan, that's his name.

I took a fork with me and covered it under my arms. I was just about to get up from my seat when i realized Greyson was looking at me, slightly concern.

"What's wrong? You are so pale. Are you sick?" He questioned.

"I-i need to go to the restroom." I stuttered.

"I'll come with you. You don't look too well."

"No, it's okay. I will be back in a second." I quickly said and walked away. Still with a fork hidden under my arm.

I didn't even have to look back, I knew Nolan would follow me. I walked into an empty female restroom and just stand there until I heard someone came in after me. I heard the door being locked. I slowly turned my body to face the monster.

"Wow, I almost didn't recognize you behind all that make-up and expensive dress. So you're sold to a pretty wealthy man hu?" He walked towards me slowly. "I kinda miss you, you know." He pulled me by the waist.

"You monster. You murdered my mom!" I screamed and stabbed him on the neck with the fork without any hesitation.

He screamed out of pain. "You bitch! You fucking bitch!" He crawled on the floor and pulled out the fork from his neck. He is not bleeding quite badly. But he managed to quickly stood up and looked at me, full of anger.

I quickly ran to one of the toilet chambers and desperately tried to lock it. But Nolan smashed the door open and pulled me out. He slapped me so hard that I fell on the floor. He quickly pinned me down to the floor.

I'm not even disappointed. I didn't plan things out but i'm happy to see him in pain.

"Fuck off!" I screamed as loud as i could, hoping that someone would hear and help me. But i do realise that the chance is really small. Nolan covered my mouth with his blood-covered hand.

"Shut up!" I was still fighting back, kicking my feet to random directions. "You are dead now!" Nolan ripped my dress and exposed my bare chest. "You even got a hickey you bitch. Hmmm.. should i give you more?" He started to kiss my shoulder and moving down to my chest and biting my skin along the way. I kept trying to let out a scream but failed miserably. I was crying and shaking my head to get away from him. I manage to scratch his face and he pulled away and started cursing at me and pulled me by my dress, ripping it even more.

Nolan has his hand around my neck and bang my head to the wall behind us. But then i heard the door being opened by force. Someone pulled Nolan away from me.

I didn't realize i was crying my eyes out. Then i saw Greyson, he was the one who pulled Nolan away from me. He was now hitting him full of anger. Now Nolan was unconscious and his face was covered with blood and wounds. 

"That's enough!" I screamed to Greyson while trying to cover my exposed upper body. My voice was cracking because I was still holding back tears. "Greyson, Stop!!! You are hurting yourself!" I pulled him away with the rest of the energy I have left.

Greyson was now looking at me, angry and confused. He quickly took off his tux and put it around my body. My dress barely covered anything and I was really embarrassed to be seen like this.

"Are you okay?"

I nodded, couldn't really hold back my tears anymore.

Greyson pulled me to his chest. "It's okay now." We were still sitting on the floor.

I pulled away, feeling a little better now. Greyson looked at me and brushed my lips with his thumb. "Who's blood is this? Yours?" He questioned. I realized that my face was covered with Nolan's blood.

"No, it's not mine."

He sighed and rubbed my face gently with his fingers, trying to clean as much blood as he could.

Then he picked me up bridal style. "I-i think i c-can walk just fine."

Greyson just stayed quiet. Now he was carrying me through the crowd. People were all starring. "Greyson, people are starring." I whispered.

"I don't give a shit about them." He answered. He looked and sounded mad. Am i in trouble?

As i expected, Alfred was already waiting outside with the car. This time he failed to keep his face emotionless. He looked shocked. He quickly opened the back door for me.

"No, the front seat." Greyson corrected. He quickly put me gently on the front passenger seat and closed the door. "Alfred, i'm driving. There's a mess in the female restroom inside. Please take care of it." He commanded. Alfred handed the car key to Greyson. He quickly got in to the driver seat and stepped on the gas.

"W-what? Why are we leaving Alfred?" I asked. But i got no answer from him. Then i saw his wounded fists. "Oh my God. You got hurt!" I cried. I still got no response. He drove really fast that it was starting to scare me. "Are you okay?" I asked again. Hoping to get an answer from him. But i still got nothing.

He stopped the car right in front of his building and said a quick and simple "wait" before getting out of the car. He opened the door and picked me up again like i was not capable of walking myself.

I got my arms around his neck. We got into the elevator and it reminded me of the incident just before the party between us. Being this close to him sure making me nervous. But this time, Greyson looked furious and I'm scared.

The elevator opened, showing the 58th floor. He carried me to his room and put me in a sitting position on the edge of the bed. He took of his tux from around my body and kneeled down in front of me. We were now head to head to each other.

I was covering my almost completely exposed upper body with my hands and failed in any way possible. Greyson stared at my body and i realized there are bruises and scratches all over it.

"Start explaining!" He commanded. His voice is low. "Do you know that guy?" Now he was looking at me in the eye.

I nodded. "He was the guy that took me away from my home back in Tonko." I explained. "Why are you so mad?"

He exhaled loudly. "Because he touched you. You are mine! And he fucking touched you when i haven't even get to touch you. He even hurt you. And you're seriously asking why I'm so mad? I should have killed that son of a bitch." He said angrily. His fist is clenched and his eyes are burning with anger.

"I actually stab him first with a fork." I confessed. "Then he got mad and ripped my dress and..."

"That doesn't change the fact that he touched you." He cut me off. "Don't ever try to get into a dangerous situation like that ever again or i swear i will punish you myself." I gulped nervously. "And why on earth did you stab him with a fork?"

I stayed quiet but i know i have to tell Greyson about this. "He...he k-killed my mom and i really want to hurt him."

I looked down and tears fall out from my eyes. I hate being so weak and sad. Greyson just let me take my time until I stopped crying.

"You need to clean yourself." He said. I nodded. I was covered in sweat and blood. I looked at him in the eye once again before standing up. But then he leads me to the bathroom. He started by taking off his shirt in front of me and i blushed as i watch him. I just stood there, now looking at my feet. He now reached for my hand and let the ripped dress fell from my body. Now i am completely naked in front of him. 

He pulled me one step closer to him and he took off his pants swiftly. But i'm too focused on his blue eyes. We walk under the shower and he turned it on. I shivered as the warm water poured over us.

His hand rests on the back of my waist and pulled me closer. His hands traveled from there and up to my shoulder. 

"Are you hurting?" He asked.

I shook my head. I have almost forgotten what just happened earlier at the party. He then took some soap and quickly ran his hands all over my body, not sexually. Genuinely just trying to clean my body from Nolan's blood. I could feel how red my face is right now. I try not to look at his naked body and just keep looking at his face as he helps me clean my body.

Then we walked out of the shower and he wrapped my body with towel. He walked out of the bathroom, leaving me standing there alone. Then I quickly followed him out.

"I'm sorry that you got hurt." i said before reaching for his injured hand. I looked at him and he just looked back at me with the same sharp look as before. I sat him on the endge of the bed. I slowly kissed his wounded fist softly hoping that it would magically dissapear. "Thank you for saving me." I continued as i blush. He then pulled me to sit on his lap. My legs are around his waist. I was blushing even more now that our faces are so close to one another. His eyes are burning and i didn't really know what got into me, but i kissed him on the lips softly. Our lips touched very briefly before i pulled away shyly. 

A small smile suddenly appeared on his face, "You're blushing." He stated.

Of course i am. I don't know what i'm doing right now. I don't even know how to kiss properly. I pressed my lips together and pulled away, trying to stand up from his lap when he stopped me as he rests his hands on the back of my hips.

He then pressed his lips against mine again, more aggresively than my kiss before. His warm tounge travels in my mouth. Greyson pulls me by my hips as he lays back, without breaking the kiss. I put my hands on his chest as i felt it move up and down from his heavy breathing. Before i process the whole situation, he suddenly flipped us over and now i am under him.

He grabbed the towel that's covering my body and removed it swiftly. His touch made me turned weak and i finally gave in.

He suddenly pulled away and i whimpered at the loss of contact. I opened my eyes to look at his face.

"Do you want this?" He asked.

I just blinked a couple of times, confused by his questions. Is he really asking me?

"If you don't want to, i'm not going to touch you." He continued.

I quietly nodded. With that, he started to trailed kisses all over my body starting from my neck, to my chest and back to my lips. I pulled on his hair trying to control myself.

He was now pinning me down on the bed, keeping both of my hands above my head. He sucked down on the hickey that he gave me earlier on the elevator. I moaned loudly.

Greyson spreads my legs suddenly. I can't help but blush. This is too embarrassing. I kept moaning from his gentle but desperate touch. My hands are both on the side of my head. I covered my blushing face with one of my hands. I felt him quickly pulled away the towel hanging on his torso and it fell to the floor.

"It will hurt just a bit," He whispered to my ears before slamming down inside me.

"Ah.." I cried out in pain. I didn't know it was going to be this painful and i was not prepared for this . I cried out and feeling myself scratched down my fingers on Greyson's back. He remained still, allowing me to get used to how he felt inside of me. Then he pulled out of me, just to slam down on me again. He thrusts himself inside and out if me slowly the first few times and i can feel he gazes at me deeply as he continued.

I let out a loud moan and i can feel his pace getting faster and faster.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He groaned as he continues thrusting faster and faster this time. I felt the buildup in my lower region and i clenched his hair.

I unconciously started to push him away "Greyson, stop!" I begged him.

"Just relax, Bambi!" He whispered to my ear before nestled his face to my neck as he sucked on it. I am moaning harder and harder. My focus is clouded. i don't even know if what i am feeling is pain or pleasure. 

He seemed lost in my body. He was really going wild. Like literally wild that he can't stop even if he heard me begging him to stop. He kissed me trying to muffled my moans. I moved away my head from his lips and pushed away his shoulder. But i got no power over him. He pinned both of my hands above my head and kiss my lips again. I tried to close my legs but failed. 

"P-lease.. i cant anymore." I begged him this time as my body started to shake and i cried out as a sudden pleasure took over my body. Greyson looks at my face and see that i have completely lost control. 

"Come for me." He whispered in my ears before kissing my neck, sucking on it, biting down on my skin.