Elena It’s been two days since Mikhail’s birthday, two days since I last saw Mikhail. After dropping me off at the compound that early morning, Daniela had escorted me to my room and had driven out, just like that, without watching me go in. I did find that strange, I found everything about his action strange after he fingered me to blossom. I shouldn’t be bothered, in fact, I should be at rest and appreciate his absence, but somehow I’m still tensed; him not being around for two days, and the memories of that night that keep haunting me. Goddess, I need that night erased from my memory. I can still feel his hands all over me, his fingers inside me, and what’s worse is that every time I recall that moment, my body begins to heat up and act out, clearly turned on by the memory. At this point, I am certain there is something wrong with me. I’m getting lost in that memory again. I quickly get to my feet, stepping out of my room and walking down the stairs.. “Do you need help with
ElenaMikhail’s gaze is so dark. He doesn’t need his pheromones to control me at this point. I’m still shaken from what happened at the cliff, and him staring down at me that way is just making it hard for me to regain control. “C-can we get home first?” He continues to stare down at me without responding. His lips pressed tightly. “Please”“You know how much I despise repeating myself. I’m sure you won’t want me forcing you to obey, right?” I shake my head in response, but I can already tell what will happen if I don’t listen is just the same with what is going to happen once I listen. He’s going to force himself on me either way. Stripping by myself is just going to give me some time to myself. So I take my time taking off my clothes, making sure to avoid his gaze. I fiddle with the buttons of my jeans. Making it look as though it’s hard to unbutton. “You are too slow, you have thirty seconds to undress or else, I will have it my way.” My chest tightens, and I summon the cour
ElenaIt all happens so fast, and just when I’m certain it’s too late, a hand grips onto mine, keeping me on the edge of the cliff. I groan, finding it difficult to look up to the one who saved me. The cold wind that hits me from down is more brutal than when I was up the cliff. “How does it feel hanging from a cliff?” My heart manages to drop despite having it in the back of my mind that he’s the one who saved me. The same person who edged me to the cliff. “Do you still want to die?” He asks so casually, like my death will do him more good than harm him. It’s my fault, I gave him so much credit, or I gave myself too many credits. Why did I think he can’t kill me? Because he desires to sleep with me. Ridiculous. I finally lift my head to look up at him, and he’s staring down at me with a smirk on his face, as if he’s not about to send someone to their early grave after ruining their life. “What do you think, Angel? do you need me to let go?”“No!” I yell before I can think. The
Elena The edge of Mikhail’s lips is back to tugging up into a smirk. “So you are curious about me,” Heat rises us my face and I can’t help but turn away. Is it weird that I am curious about my psychopathic adoptor? There can’t be any other reason to be curious other than escaping, only that these questions I just asked don’t lead to any pathway to my escape plan.But I turn back to look him in the eyes as I speak. “Yes, I am curious about you, so what?” In the blink of an eye, Mikhail crashes his lips to mine. His hand keeps my head still as he violates my lip. I struggle to get him off me at first, but he doesn’t bulge as always; he just forces his way and gets what he wants. I shut my eyes, holding the tears back in as I let him have the kiss. It’s just a kiss, he can have my whole body, but my heart will never be his. But then, why does my chest feel so tight? Why does it feel like I have been let down? Yes, I thought we were finally heading somewhere tonight, but I also knew
ElenaWe’ve reached a cliff, one I’m well familiar with. And all I can do at the moment is gasp while staring at the cliff ahead of me, totally forgotten about my annoyance and frustration.I jump out of the car without thinking, running off to the cliff, embracing the cold wind, and enjoying the sight of the full moon along with the stars shining bright against the dark sky. But then I can feel Mikhail walking up to me from behind. I watch as he spreads a silk sheet on the grass. No words needed about what’s about to go down here. Which is weird. I used to come here to clear my head, the wind, the sound of trees, and the sight of the city ahead were comforting, never failed to distract me from my troubles, while feeding me with hope that there’s something better coming for me. I can’t say there ever will be anymore, but still, I’m comforted by the sight as usual. However, I never brought anyone here. “This is the surprise?” Mikhail shrugs. “You don’t like it?” Not that I don’t, I
Elena I don’t know what I was expecting, but I wasn’t expecting him to be out this long, nor was I expecting myself to sit and oblige to his command like an actual omega. This is fucked up. I have the door...unlocked, yet I’m here with the squeezed paper still in my hands while waiting for Mikhail to return. I must be insane. The door to the glass store opens, and Mikhail walks out as if he owns the store. Talking about the store…it’s weird. How can a flower store be located in the middle of nowhere? This is certainly deep in the woods, yet the sign that they are open for sales is still up. I shove the letter into my jean pocket as Mikhail gets in, his hand gripping onto a basket of flowers. “Wow, you listened. I must admit I was expecting a hide and seek tonight,” He chuckles while settling in. But my eyes are stuck on the basket filled with flowers in his hands. They seem to be roughly packed; it looks like the work of a kid who has just begun wrapping flowers. However, the com