CHAPTER 5
I straddled myself on top him, firmly placing my hands on his chest for support as I guided his d**k into my opening, thrusting him in and out of me, moving at my own pace as I ushered myself to his full length. My moans filled the room as I rode him like an animal, taking him exactly how I liked it and stopping at the right moment just to ensure he doesn't finish. “Don't stop, keep going” he commanded, but I wasn't having it. “You're in no condition to make demands” I chuckled, leaning in closer, brushing my lips against the tip of his ear as I whispered. “If you want it, you're going to have to beg for it” “Don't make me repeat myself” he threatened. “I told you, if you're that desperate, then beg” dissatisfied with my words, he began struggling to release himself from the restraints but it proved difficult. My mocking laughter echoed across the dark room as I pulled his d**k out of me and began self pleasuring, ensuring my moans were loud enough to taunt him as I repeatedly fingered myself, teasing my clit causing my body to tremble as I only got wetter. Driven by the immense control I had over him, I only grew bolder, adjusting my position and sitting directly on his face, forcing him to lick me clean as I humped him repeatedly. “You like that, don't you?” I teased as his tongue roamed wildly, making him seem desperate to please. The pleasurable sensations traveled through me, threatening to drive me crazy as he freed himself from his restraints, his hands gripping my waist tightly as he forced me beneath him, completely seizing control. “My turn” he voiced, inserting his d**k into my opening, moving at an unforgivable pace as he forced our lower halves to smash. “Slow down” I pleaded but my words seemed to have the opposite effect on him as he effortlessly flipped me over, forcing me on all fours. My legs shook violently as he increased his pace, taking me from behind for even deeper penetration. The feeling was a mix of pain and pleasure, my body could barely withstand it but my mouth kept urging him to go on. “Please, don't stop” I begged. “Harder” … “Harder, please” it was almost as thought he was awaiting an invitation to rip me apart, going full throttle only after I was reduced to such a pathetic state. My moans turned to screams as he took me in several different positions all night long, each round lasting for what felt like hours until he was satisfied. I nestled into his arms, inhaling the soft sent of his cologne, feeling exhausted after hours of going at it. It was only then that I thought to ask the one questions that had been roaming my mind since the beginning of this ordeal. “Why do you choose to do it in the dark?” I asked, as my curiosity took root. “You're not entitled to questions. Just gather your things and leave quietly, I'll have your payment sent directly to Chasity” he voiced, the annoyance in his tone was unmistakable as he threw me out along with all my belongings before slamming the door behind me. I struggled to get dressed, making my way out of the passage, hoping not to be discovered by anyone in my disheveled state only to be met with the sight of dawn. I had no idea I have been gone that long. I stumbled my way back to my room, my legs still feeling incredibly sore from last night. The moment I opened the door and turned on the lights, I locked eyes with the one person I least expected to see, his gaze lingered on me for only a few seconds as his face darkened. (Damian's POV) After forcing Elisa out of the room my father expressed his dissatisfaction in me. “Damian, I entrusted you with the responsibility of handling the arms dealing between us and the shadow gang, but your incompetence has once again made it's mark, costing us the entire deal” I stared at him in confusion for a wondering why he wasn't saying anything about Sophia. “Aren't you going to say anything about her” I voiced point at the figure laying beside me. His face darkened even more as I internally prepared for his rage. “I'm talking about a deal Worth billions and you're still caught up in your little affair with a mere maid?!!!” He yelled. I shot out of bed in confusion. “A mere maid?” I repeated. “But isn't that?…” before I could finish speaking, she woke up, revealing her face. It was only then I realized that she wasn't Sophia. “Damian!!!” father yelled, calling for my attention. “Can you focus on the current matter at hand and stop spacing out?”... “You had only one job, and that was to meet up with the leader of the shadow gang before noon but you foolishly missed the appointment because of your escapades with that worthless wretch” he voiced, pointing at the maids trembling by the corner. The meaning behind his words slowly faded away as my mind was occupied with thoughts of Elisa and how she must have misunderstood the situation. I immediately grabbed my robe and rushed out the room, in hopes of clearing up the misunderstanding between Elisa and I. Father raged outwardly as I completely ignored his retorts. “Damian!!! Get back here, I'm still talking to you. How dare you walk out on me? DAMIAN!!!” After bypassing father I made my way to Elisa's room, knocking lightly but was met with no response so I decided to let myself in. Turning on the lights I was shocked to see her absence, wondering where she could've gone or who she'd be with at such a late hour. I spent hours waiting as night bore on, not even realizing when dawn had fell. Just as I was about leaving, the door was opened and abruptly shut as Elisa sneakily made her way back in. Our eyes met as I immediately walked over, eager to apologize but froze mid way as I registered her appearance. My face darkened as I stared directly at the poorly concealed hickeys on her neck. “Damian” she voiced in shock. “What're you doing here?” I stormed up to her in anger, forcefully grabbing her by the arm, barely restraining my anger. “Who is he?” I asked as my fury boiled over. “Answer me!!! Who is he?”(4 WEEK AGO/ DAMIAN'S POV)I had only taken a few steps back into the west wing when a blood curling scream echoed across the entire estate, my heart went into chaos as I recognized the all too familiar voice. “Elisa!” I yelled out, with the intention of sprinting back to the outhouse when I was caught and restrained by the guards. “Where do you think you're going Damian?” Great grandma questioned, emerging from the halls, looking greatly displeased, her brows furrowed in anger as she took one look at me, observing the bruises on my face from my fight with Leonard. “Haven't you offended your uncle enough by trying to covet his wife in his absence? Did you seriously think I wouldn't find out about your ill intent? I thought I raised you better, so why do you insist on constantly putting yourself at odds with your family all for that wretched girl?!!! If you're so desperate for companionship then I promise to find you a nice girl, someone far superior to that spoiled brat of the darkhor
The rest of them trembled in fear as they soon began falling one by one at the mercy of my hand. It was almost as though they had taken a vow of silence as none of them were willing to speak knowledge of the matter, feigning ignorance as they watched their coworkers drop like flies. Upon arriving to end the life of the seventh maid, I was already feeling incredibly unamused by their silence, deciding to spice it up a little. “It seems death by the hands of a loaded gun is a bit too much luxury to offer to the likes of you, you're not deserving of such an easy death, so please allow me to prepare something more fitting of your status” I voiced, ordering the guards to yield to my commands. “Prepare the furnace, we'll burn this one instead”. The moment the words escaped my lips, the long awaited confession spewed out from the mouth of the youngest of them all, frightened for the life of her older sister that was next in line to receive punishment. “Please don't, I'll tell you everything
I wasn't certain my ears were playing tricks on me, or at the very least she was only saying this to mock me, refusing to fall into her trap. I got up, heading straight for the door without even sparing her another glance. “Please, don't go!!!” She yelled out, falling out of her wheelchair in the process of trying to stop me. “I don't want to be alone anymore, please, don't leave me here, don't abandon me.” she pleaded, sobbing uncontrollably as she struggled on the floor, trying to crawl over to me, her eyes were bloodshot, her tear stained cheeks completely pale. I hadn't noticed until now, how undead she looked, it was almost as though she could break at any given moment. Against my better judgement, I returned to her side, scooping her gently into my arms, returning her to bed to rest instead of her wheelchair. I had some many questions flooding my mind but only managed to ask the one that seemed most obnoxious. “Do you really want me to stay?”. She nodded her head frantically, be
(Leonard's POV)It had been 4 weeks since I last saw her, 4 weeks since I caught her nestling deep into Damian's embrace, a week since the confrontation that changed the dynamic of our relationship. I laid haggard in my office, deep in thought when the doctor came to submit his weekly report on Elisa's condition. “Sir Leonard, may I come in?” He asked, politely remaining at the door until I summoned him in. “What's the status, are her chances getting any better?” I questioned, my tone remaining firm and distant. “I'm afraid not, Miss Elisa has refused to cooperate with her treatments, she hasn't even made it into any of her rehabilitation therapy appointments. If things keep going on like this, I don't think the young miss will ever be able to walk again. The injury to her spinal column wasn't supposed to be that serious an issue, she could've recovered in the timespan of only a few months but she's not willing to entertain any thoughts of recovery, skipping medications, canceling the
“Leonard! You're here” I breathe out in relief as I finally managed to pry Damian off of me, quickly stepping away from him. I wanted more than anything else to run to Leonard for protection but the murderous intent in his eyes as he glared at us both, naked in our entanglement, made clear the danger that loomed at bay. “It's not what it looks like I promise, just give me a chance to explain” I tried explaining as he angrily stormed over but it was hopeless. Before I could even access the situation properly, my head was snapped to the side with a numbing force, causing me to fall to the ground as blood slowly began trickling down my nose. The impact of the hit was so grave that it didn't even hurt, the entire left side of my cheek felt paralyzed, completely numb, I couldn't even more a muscle in my face talk less of feeling it, I just sat there silently, my body still in shock as I zoned out, completely detached from the rest of the world around me. Leonard and Damian brawled behind t
(Elisa's POV) After the painstakingly hours I had invested in cleaning and refurbishing the guest house, to make it suitable for my habitation, I decided to take a shower to wash off the blood that had tainted my skin and dress my wounds. I had just put the bandage on, carefully wrapping it around my neck when a knock echoed in the living room, I hesitantly came down the stairs, mentally decided not to unlock the door if it was Leonard requesting an entire, I let out a deep sigh of relief, noting that it wasn't his figure that loomed over the peephole, I quickly unlocked the door, whilst still in my bathrobe. I had hastily reacted after gaining the assurance that it in fact wasn't Leonard, but my brain had failed to register the unusual nature of the person standing in front of me. “Why are you here?” I questioned with genuine curiosity. “Weren't you trying to avoid me? Grandmother already made it clear that I am to stay as far away from you as physically possible, so please don't ma