where did he touch you?

~ IVY ~

He sat on the driving seat and started the engine.

"W..where are you taking me?"

My vision turned blurry as tears filled them.

My voice was shaky with each word spoken.

He didn't answer me instead he increased his speed.

Suddenly he applied the breaks abruptly.

I stared at our surroundings.

We were outside a pharmacy store.

I slowly turned to look at him, eyes wide with tears.

He got out without saying a word leaving me locked in his car.

I hugged my knees to my chest as I started crying.

Within a few minutes, he returned with a kit in his hands and dropped it on the back seat before starting the car again.

He didn't say a word to me.

Neither did he look in my direction once.

He was only focused on the road in front of him.

"Please...tell me! W..where are you taking me?" My voice was shaking as I inquired.

Gosh I was so scared of him!

He glared at me without saying a word.

After some minutes, I watched as he drove into a large estate, then he pulled in front of a driveway in front of a luxurious mansion.

He opened the car door and got out.

Then walked towards my side of the car, pulling me out as he gripped my wrist harshly...

"W..where are we?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

I said nothing as he pulled me into an elevator and dragged me towards a bedroom the moment we got out, throwing me on a king size bed.

I was scared not knowing what was he going to do.

I held unto hope knowing he wouldn't try to have his way with me at that moment.

He stared at me like a predator watching his prey.

He loosened his tie sitting on the bed.

I scooted away from him.

"Turn around", he commanded.

But I was only crying.

Before I could retaliate, he flipped me over making me lie on the bed facing down.

He aggressively ripped my dress exposing my shoulder.

I hissed in pain as he pressed the cotton on my back making me realize that I have hurt myself when I fell on the branches.

He cleansed and treated my wound bandaging it.

I felt a slight relief as he tended to me with care.

I expected him to let go of me after applying the bandage but then I felt his lips pressed against me, kissing my back.

I swiftly tuned around in panic.

He was now hovering above me.

"Where did he touch you?" he asked in a cold tone.

I yelpesd as he lifted me up making me sit on his lap.

"Where.Did.he.Touch.You.ivy?" He asked again, his eyes boring into mine.

"P...please let me go", I struggled in his lap as his hands held me firmly.

"Do you want me to keep you here all night?", He whispered pulling me closer until his lips brushed against my ear.

I could feel his warm breath on my skin, making my heart thump.

"He.. he grabbed me...by..by my waist.. a..and bit...my ear…"

But before I could finish the sentence, I felt his hand wrapping around my waist squeezing it a little.

I froze shivering at his touch as his fingers were moving on the thin fabric of my ripped dress.

He pulled me closer kissing on my ear lobe.

My cheeks turned red.

No man had ever touched me like this before.

He bit my ear lobe teasingly.

"And?", he asked again as he withdrew a bit. I bent my head slightly to avoid his warm breath on my neck.

I shook my head as I was afraid that he would go further.

I didn't want him teasing my body like that.

He lifted my chin making me stare into his eyes.

"Do you think you can lie to me my innocent girl", he moved his hand from my waist to my thighs.

I shivered.

"He dared to touch my girl? he deserved to die, don't you think?"

He didn't wait for my reply, he pushed me against the bed again.

Hovering above me, he took my hands in his, slowly rubbing from my palm to fingers intertwining them.

Then be kissed the back of my palms, and bit my pinky finger.

I froze.

"He touched these hands... They belong to me", his gaze moved from my hands to my lips.

"And these lips..." I turned my heard to the right side quickly.

"D..Don't do this.. P..please Peter"I pleaded continuously, without facing him, he was still so close to my face that I could feel his every breath on me.

He closed his eyes inhaling deeply and pulled away, releasing my hands as he stood up.

He walked to the side table grabbing his phone and dialing a number.

"Arrange a medium size casual wear not too revealing as quickly as possible", he said to the person on the phone, as he casually poured himself a drink from a whiskey bottle.

"I...I want to go home", I muffled crying.

"But baby you are in your home", He turned around smirking.

He walked towards me, slowly.

I was terrified as he sat near me again taking sips from his whiskey.

I was attached to the bed post not wanting to turn him on by seeing my bare back.

Just then someone knocked.

"Dinner is ready sir", a lady's voice said from outside the door.

Peter glanced at the door then back to me.

"Don't worry sweetheart! I won't touch you now! I would love to consume you slowly and....Painfully...."He focused on the last word slowly.

I looked at him terrified.

Just then someone else knocked.

"Come in", he said still studying my expressions.

A young girl stepped inside with a dress folded neatly in her hands, she handed it over to him, then bowed and left.

"Wear this! And come downstairs before you give me a reason to drag you out of here", he touched my cheek slightly before turning around, walking away, leaving me alone in the room.