Circling her wrist he tugged her to him. The little dove came crashing into him. He pushed her against the wall, entrapping her in the same position from earlier but she wasn't a docile little kitten anymore, she was fighting him tooth and nail, trying to punch his face, first, she slapped him which he disregarded and let it slip and now she was ready to punch him. She was turning into a fierce tigress. "Let go of me!" She demanded coldly, enraged. Of course, she was mad. He denied her orgasm. Poor thing was fuming and he loved it. He was hard for her and intend to end the whole shit before her climax but that single f*cking tear did it for him. His control f*cking snapped. His hand found home where it was just a minute ago and her sharp voice melted into a whimper when he touched her folds. She was more sensitive than before. This time he used two fingers and her eyes widened. She was so tight. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and jerked her head back. "This is what you want
A week had passed and Ava had avoided Aiden like a plaque. She left early and got back late. He didn't punish her for going to work again. Thanks to her fate for showing mercy on her. He had disappeared to God knows where. Evan had visited her twice at the bakery in the last week. She told him that she agreed to escape with him and he was glad, he even told her she made the right choice. Though she had made her decision, the lingering fear was still haunting her. She was scared of the possible outcome if they got caught. But she couldn't lose this opportunity because of that fear. Her father and Annie were safe, she might not get this possibility of escaping ever again and she refused to surrender to her fate like this. Ava greeted the customers with a polite smile. She was waiting for Evan to show up any minute. He had planned everything from her fake passport to their secret conveyance. The authorities were helping him. They would leave the country on a private jet and would st
Aiden took a long drag of his cigarette, eyes fixed solely on the girl lying defenseless in his bed. Crushing the end of his cigarette in the ashtray he made his way towards his destination. The fragile-looking girl in his bed. Aiden only let her go to work because he tracked her every move, from when she left the mansion to the time she got back home, he was monitoring her. The persistent mild beeping of her location in the background as he continued to do his work kept reminding him she was in the perimeter all the time. He knew the guy she met with for which he punished her was Evan. Lilith's student who was now working under Jacob. He was the one who escorted Ava to the airport back at Saltillo, he saw it in one of the footage that his men provided him. Aiden was notified as soon as Ava moved from the bakery and he watched like a fuming hawk when the GPS showed her location approaching the airport. He was on the move. He found them but Ava had bolted into the woods and when
"You belong to me." He said like a possessed man as he yanked off her pants in one go and tossed it on the floor. She wriggled and struggled. Her eyes fleeted to the gun that lay beside his knee like a daunting weapon. Aiden didn't hesitate as he ripped her panties, earning a shriek from her and she glared at him through her tears. "I don't belong to you. I never will." She spat venomously. She wasn't scared of him. If he was going to hurt her then so be it. She won't beg him to spare her because she knows her begging would only fuel his ego. Her head throbbed and her body ached. He leaned down and bit her inner thigh causing pain to shoot through her body, she jerked away as he sucked on the same spot leaving his mark. His kisses trailed up and she inhaled sharply when his hot breath stroked her vertical lips. He bit so close to her intimacy and sucked. Ava was dumbstruck at what he was doing. But she refused to let her body react to his whims. She struggled slightly as h
A zap of current ran down his spine and for the first time in his life, he felt something he had never felt before. Fear. Raw and hot, flowing through his veins as he watched her in tense silence. "Ava-" He took a step forward. "Don't," She threatened, glaring at him. "Don't come close or I'll shoot myself," She warned. Eyes red and angry. Hands trembling. Lips quivering. He paused. All of a sudden, his heart was drumming in his ears. In those mere seconds, he thought of millions of possibilities to get over there and snatch the gun from her. Aiden knew Ava was trying to grab the gun when he was feasting on her. He diabolically thought it'd be fun, but he wasn't aware she could use that thing and the fun would lead to such catastrophe. He intended to chain her to the bed for her whole life as her punishment, but something was f*cking wrong with him and in such a furious scenario he had this insane impulse to taste her, and he did exactly that. It was a first for hi
He swirled the wine in his glass, eyes intently fixed on the girl who was sleeping on his bed.Ava had passed out amidst her hysterical crying. It was him, who bandaged her foot even though he was bleeding. He tucked her in the blanket before tending to his wound in the bathroom.The wound was deep, and it was healing on its own, but it ached. The unfamiliar feelings eating his head were more chaotic. The weight on his chest was colossal.He sipped his wine, eyes dropping to the liquid in his glass.Where did it all go wrong? No. It was never wrong. This was exactly what he intended to do from the very beginning. Control Jacob and authorities through his weakness. He never considered Ava's feelings.Well, he never considered anyone's feelings before so there was nothing new. Everything was fine until she pulled that stunt.Instead of killing him, she tried to kill herself. Foolish.It did something to him, seeing her like that. Hurt and broken.More than that, what bothered him shitle
Ava was sitting on the floor on the balcony while hugging her knees to her chest staring at nothing. She had woken up early in the morning and Mr. Taylor was there in the room. He was standing quietly in the corner and offered her water. She took the glass and drank it slowly. Her head pounded and she felt lethargic. Her feet, knees, arms, and palms throbbed. She had bandages on all the scratches and road rashes. Slowly all the memories came knocking back and she felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She tried to kill herself last night. How could she do that? To her father? To Annie? Aiden had driven her mad. She couldn't think of anything else to get away from him. She hobbled to the restroom and did her business; she noticed that all the sharp items were missing from the bathroom. Mr. Taylor still hasn't left the room. Ava left Aiden's room and stepped into her room. My. Taylor tried to step in, but she blocked his way. Apologized and then slammed the door in his face bef
Two weeks have passed, and Ava hasn't said a single word to him. The only three words that left her lips were when she asked him 'Is Evan alive.' He despised those words from the bottom of his heart, but they were the only words through which he heard her voice. If it was a couple of weeks ago. He would've ignored it, but it was different now. She was starving him. It was plain torture. He yearned to hear her soft voice, but she wasn't gracing him with it anymore. She was punishing him in her twisted way. No, she knew she couldn't punish him, and she didn't know what was going through his head, so she preferably hated what she showed him that night. The vulnerable side of her and now she had bottled up her emotions and refused to let them out. Aiden had planned to let her live freely like before despite her escaping stunt, he thought of putting Cole on her bodyguard duty, but the girl didn't leave the house in the past two weeks. He had asked her once why she wasn't going t