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My Tormentor chapter 30
Z A R A Alejandro violently forces me down onto the floor, my hands splayed flat against the floor to catch myself from falling. "Be a good girl for me—be a good girl for Daddy."My mind is in utter chaos, all different emotions bursting forth, anger, sadness, betrayal, foolishness. I stare at my dark engagement ring, the dragon wrapped around the dark ruby red stone. It's so ethereal, the way the stone looks as if it glows red, as if it has a source of light powering it, it's so beautiful...I almost forgot what it signified, distracted by its glamour until Alejandro pushes my legs apart, lining himself up. The short-lived peace was broken by the reality of his dick against my spread-out folds.I'm not sure if I'm here, at the moment, I don't know if I'm screaming or begging him to stop as the weight of his hands on my back feels more apparent. Maybe I'm just helplessly drowning in my despair with only silent tears running down my face. Nothing matters because even my mind could no
My Tormentor chapter 31
Y A S M E E N "Sit," I instruct Marcus to sit down on the barstool in the kitchen. "Take off the jacket.""Don't try anything. I won't hesitate to put you down," he eyes me."I'm a little hurt that you think I can be that indecent," I frown.He squirms out of his suit jacket, wincing as it slowly comes off. The sleeve of his white dress shirt screams bloody murder. It's soaking in red liquid, more than I've ever seen in my lifetime. I wet a clean towel that is hanging in the kitchen and a pair of scissors from the drawer to cut open his sleeve. By the time I turn around, Marcus' shirt is already off, leaving the bloodied shirt on the ground. I couldn't look away, God knows I tried to blink to snap out of it but I couldn't. Tattoos cover most of his neck, stopping right above his chest. My God, he's well-built and muscular. The abs are so well-defined that I couldn't comprehend them, there's no way he merely got them from only working out. There are bits and pieces of tattoos scatter
My Tormentor chapter 32
Z A R A "You're lying, that's Hrithik Roshan," Yasmeen whispers to me while eyeing Frank suspiciously. "Hrithik Roshan is your bodyguard and you're just hiding it.""Why would such an A-list Bollywood actor be my bodyguard, out of all things?" I giggle. "But, honestly, I thought the same thing when I saw him. I couldn't believe he wasn't Hrithik.""Mister," she calls out to Frank. He turns his head to look at her. "Are you related to Hrithik Roshan by any chance?"His expression doesn't change. "No.""Do you know who he is?" She continues to ask."No," he answers flatly."He's lying. I just know he's related to him," she frowns, looking at me. She turns back to him, "Are you single?""Lady, why is your friend as crazy as you?" He finally breaks character.I burst into a fit of laughter. "Unfortunately, she's a tad bit crazier than me."He grunts out of annoyance and goes back to pacing around the front door."Oh, Alejandro told me to let you know to tone yourself down or you'll end u
My Tormentor chapter 33
Z A R A "Zara, my love, did you take my car keys?" Alejandro asks, standing opposite to me at the kitchen counter. I stare at him hazily, not sure what's going on. "No..."He smiles at a genuine, heartwarming one. "Don't act naive. It's literally dangling from your hand." I look down to see a remote car key in my grip. "Oh..." He walks toward me but I walk around the counter, avoiding him. It's an instinct at this point."Zara, I need to go to work... don't make me chase you," he says with a smirk. I sprint into a run with the keys in hand, not sure where I'm going or why I'm running."Zara!" I hear him call out after me. A burst of giggles spurts out of me as I run through the long hallway, wind rushing past me, making me feel free. "Catch me if you can!""Oh, I will!" He calls out, his voice is closer than I thought. I'm looking around, noticing the only room close enough is our bedroom. I quickly run in but before I can look for a place to hide, Alejandro grabs my waist from behin
My Tormentor chapter 34
Z A R A I'm silent, staring at the wall behind him because I can't say the same, I can't bring myself to say I missed him because truth be told, I don't think I missed him. Or maybe I can't bring myself to say it because I did miss him and that's absolutely repulsive.His unoccupied hand runs up and down my leg, grazing against the sheer fabric of my tights. Goosebumps rise on my skin, my heart beating faster with his touch. "These look sexy on you," he whispers roughly into my ear. "I want to rip them off and fuck you," his breathing is uneven as he grips my thigh."Is that your fetish?" I raise a brow. "Making people wear tights so you can rip them off?""And what if it is?" He chuckles."I mean, I wasn't expecting that. It's very... mundane for someone like you," I think out loud. "Oh? And why do you think that?" He raises a brow."I don't know... I thought you'd have weirder kinks or fetishes considering the type of person you are." I shrug my shoulders."Oh, my love, not to wo
My Tormentor chapter 35
Y A S M E E N I never explicitly tell guys when I like them but they tend to figure it out because I'm not very good at hiding it either. Aayan... Aayan seemed like a dream, he was so sweet and funny... not to mention, hot. He was out of reach for sure and honestly, I never wanted to reach out. There was no reason for me to even try with him because his league was supermodels and I was just me.I won't lie, it's not easy for someone to waver my confidence. I genuinely loved who I was in high school! Rejection didn't scare me, I was content with my appearance, I was loud, bold, and happy. But Aayan managed to ruin me in ways I never thought someone could. God, if I could scrub the memory out of my head, I would. I would sell my soul to forget that day. Philip had no right to bring that up again... He had no...I touch my cheek and realize there are tears running down them. I quickly wipe them away and try my best to put a smile on my face."Marcus!" My cheery voice somewhat cracks. He
My Tormentor chapter 36
Y A S M E E N The guitar strums out as I feel everyone's gaze on me, the feeling has adrenaline rushing through me. I feel my heartbeat in my throat as I take in a deep breath and let it out, "You know that I'm a crazy bitch // I do what I want when I feel like it // All I wanna do is lose control. Oh, oh."The crowd's expression goes from shock to an instant energy boost as they cheer and bounce around to the music."But you don't really give a shit // You go with it, go with it, go with it // 'Cause, you're fucking crazy rock-n-roll."My eyes trail to Marcus, who's just as shellshocked, if not more.Grinning, I look him right in the eyes as I sing the next bit, "You said, 'Hey, // What's your name?' // It took one look // And now we're not the same // Yeah, you said, 'Hey', // And since that day // You stole my heart // And you're the one to blame."My mind travels to how my mood instantly shifted from feeling insecure to safe once Marcus stepped in between Aayan and me. A bigger s
My Tormentor chapter 37
Z A R A "Wait!" I run after Alejandro.He stops but doesn't turn around. "I'll have your things sent to wherever you'll be going. Any form of communication between us will be exchanged through Mar—""Will you turn around and look at me?" I say softly. He listens, slowly turning around to face me. His expression is darker than it was minutes ago but instantly changes when he meets my eyes. Now, he's just confused as to why I'm here with him and not with Elijah."Can we drop by a shawarma place before heading home? I've been craving it recently," I say casually, copying the trait of his where he speaks plainly during a completely uncasual situation. "Can we—what?" He pauses. "Zara, what are you doing here?""Going home with you only if you promise to buy me shawarma on the way there," I say as I walk slightly ahead of him. He only blinks in further confusion."Alejandro, I'm married to you, I'm your wife. I have no home except with you." This whole situation feels bizarre. I'm here be
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