Grace- I had to do something, “Levi, m---my head!!” I acted. A pathetic human like me, I tried to fool him, I fell on the ground, just to take away his attention from my phone, and I collapsed. “Grace…” he exclaimed and quickly picked me up in his arms, my eyes were closed but I was breathing, “Grace?” he called my name out, and I ignored him, “Doctor!!” he yelled. I don’t how I was surviving but felt like opening my eyes would ruin my world, I lay down like I’m not even alive, stiff like an iron rod. “What happened to her?” Jamie asked, "Hmmm..." the doctor replied. I couldn’t hear Levi’s voice, is he not here? Is he checking my phone? I opened my eyes abruptly, “Oh! You up?” the doctor exclaimed with joy, “I acted, dumbass!!” I got up running outside to see where he was. I checked his office, empty. I went into his room, empty. I even went to the training room, but he wasn’t there. Where is he? Has he gone to see Archie? Why would he do that? Maybe, because he sle
Grace- I’m still locked in that dark room, I wake up, I faint and then I wake up again, I don’t know if it’s day outside or night. I don’t know if the calendar moved or not, I kept on whimpering with fear until my nerves broke down and it all came back as it happened yesterday. Where is he? Why is he doing this to me? What have I done to him for it to turn out this crazy? What is my fault?‘What is my fault?’ ‘What is my fault?’ ‘What is my fault?’ ‘What is my fault?’ “What is my fault?” I yelled, trying to break free, let me go. I cried, and my eyes finally gave up pretending to be strong, they broke into tears. My eyelids tried to collect the water because this is what they know, this is what I taught them, ‘Hold it in’. but now they didn’t listen, because my soul was breaking. I feel like nothing could break me, but ever since I met him, even the smallest things are causing me huge ruins. “Let me… go.” I sniffled, hanging on the bed, at least turn the light on. I sobbed.
Grace- “Believe me I’m a slut!!” I blurted nonetheless; I don’t have the luxury to think about things like love. This is all momentarily pity. “What’s a slut?” “A woman with the morals of a man,” I explained. I know he’s trying to make me feel better in whatever way but no, I won’t fall for your tactics. I don’t want to be weak in this battle. And I will never let my guard down. “Grace… you’re---” I cut him off. “Your words will never make me feel at ease, it’ll only remind me of how broken my life is.” I face-palmed not wanting to look at him. He’s nothing like his brother, I won’t be surprised if they didn’t have a blood relation. But kindness isn’t cheap. ‘That fucking plutocrat’ I thought. “That fucking plutocrat,” I yelled. “Who?” Phoenix questioned. “Your brother…” I blurted and he smiled looking down at the ground. “I guess he is…” he was smiling, I didn’t know guys in the house have this ability. “You look good when you smile… you should smile often.”
Grace- “D---do you mind getting off of me?” I stuttered in a low voice, his gaze, fixated at mine. He didn’t wanna move. “Am I heavy?” he smirked whispering in my ear. “Huh? What? You being 6 feet tall, you weigh around 80-90 kg, your shoulders are so fucking broad, why would you be heavy? No, not at all!!” I smiled sarcastically. “Grace… you’re beautiful…” his lips close to my ear, his breath falling on my cheeks and I felt something stirring up inside me. “And I know you know it too…” he completed his sentence, his hands tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as his licked his tongue. Don’t do this… please don’t do this to me, I don’t want to be familiar with this feeling again, this makes me even sure that he isn’t afraid of his brother at all. “P---Phoenix, c---can you please get up!!” It took a toll on me complete this sentence however I did, no matter how bad it came out. “S---sure!!” he got up in panic and handed over the notebook to me. My hands on my towel, saving mys
Grace- He plopped on the bed as I stood uncomfortable before him, “Let my brother go, I’m here!!” I exclaimed in pain. “He won’t be bothered anymore!! Just as long as you comply.” A slight grin making his lips curve upwards, he looked at me. “Come here…” he ordered and I had no other option than to follow, as soon as I was within his reach, he pulled me by my hand and I found myself sitting on his lap. “I love how beautiful you’ve become!!” his fingers tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. His lips leaving trace at the nape of my neck. “I’ll fuck you, until you have no essence of those bastards and then I’ll fuck you again just to let everyone know that you’re mine.” He kissed my neck, my hands, my cheeks, his hands groping my boobs. “Did he touch you here?” he questioned and I knew who he was talking about. “Did he touch you here?” his hands on my waist slightly sliding down touching the lining of my panties. “Did he touch you here?” his hands touching my insides, I whimper
Grace- “Shower.” I replied.“Acting smart before me?” the distance between us reducing as he’s growing nearer to my body. He grabbed the robe wrapping it around me. “Do you like being naked?” he gritted his teeth and I could sense rage in his eyes as he tied a huge knot in front of my abdomen with the white cloth. “It’s my job!!” I answered pushing away. “It’s your job to strip only before me.” I gulped in fear, he knows? Already? “You lock that door, better, if possible you close your eyes while removing your clothes. No eyes should fall on your body, not even yours” is he a fucking maniac? “Mr. Nutjob Levi Fucking Ruther asshole Ford, I have full rights on my body.” I pushed him away, most probably escaping. I’m hiding my expressions; I’m hiding Archie’s essence from my body even though I rubbed my body until my skin became red to notice any marks. He grabbed my wrist pulling me closer, his hands around my waist, gaze in my eyes, he’s slowly eating me with his eyes, he wants
Grace- “Burn yourself…” I look away, he’s not human, he’s a beast. “Are you saying you don’t enjoy it?” he whispered in my ear, I want to say yes. I have toBut I can’t. because my body is betraying me, my body is shuddering beneath his touch. He’s doing things to me I’ve never experienced before. “Grace… look at me.” his voice coming out as a plea however his hands squeezing my chin saying otherwise. His licked my jaw, and I felt his fingers sliding inside me, his feral eyes throwing smirks at me and I couldn’t ignore them. He rubbed his fingers around my clit fixing his gaze at me, he wants to see the disgusted pleasurable faces I make as he has me wrapped around his fingers. I don’t want to close my eyes but it’s not helping as if I'm losing myself, as if the thing running inside my veins is not blood anymore but his essence. He slid another one and I grabbed his shoulder, I know he was enjoying watching me at my weakest but I was hating it, hating itbecause I was loving
Grace- I hate how my body responds to his touch; I hate how my nipples are poking out even though he’s doing nothing but sleeping soundly beside me. I push him away, as gentle as I could, not because I care for him but because I don’t want to listen his voice first thing in the morning. The same voice which makes me weak from my bones to flesh, and something takes over me, something which is not sane,not virtuous,not alive. I look at my naked body bruised with his marks, every inch of my skin has turned into purple and yellow bruises. No one would believe me a human did this to me but again, he’s a monster. My wounds don’t hurt, they never did but my soul does. I stand on my toes walking out of his room like Tom from Tom & Jerry. The cartoon I loved as a kid, I’m still a kid but it just doesn’t feel like it anymore. An insolent bastard of a cat chases the innocent mouse, and it’s so fucking funny to realize that I was that mouse all along I used to laugh at. The mouse who’s