MelissaThere were two things on my mind when I returned home. The first was how I could convince Logan to take me to the French men. The same offer I had once declined. And the second was shameful, I was horny. I needed something to take my mind off everything.Something was wrong with me, believe me when I say it had to be some sort of sorcery. It had to be. I had never lusted over anyone like I was lusting over Logan.Not even Dean. I couldn't tell what I felt for Dean, maybe it was love or some twisted sick kind of feeling that didn't have a tag but nothing happened whenever he touched me or kissed me as it did with Logan.Nothing, no sparks, no fire, no tingles, no desires, not even a slight burning sensation on my skin whenever he would brush my hands while we were walking down the street together- when he was in a good mood and not pimping me to men. Nothing at all.But with Logan Fitzgerald, it was different, very different. I had lost the number of times I had screamed into
Melissa The air rushed out of me in one big whoosh “You are hurting me.” It came out strangled as I tried to breathe. His hold only grew tighter.He let go of me, taking a step back “Sorry, I shouldn’t… I didn’t mean to do that…”I stood there frozen, my chest was heaving and sweat poured down my face. The whole scene was unreal.“I just want you back Melissa, give me a chance” the man I once thought had known all my life said. He walked up to me again and pulled me into his arms. My body went rigid as he held me tightly, rocking me back and forth. “Please, come home with me”“Step back” I commanded through clenched teeth, pulling away from him. The look on his face when he backed off was enough for me to know that it wasn’t a good idea but I pushed that thought away and turned to leave. “It won’t happen again. We would never happen”“Melissa!” He called back with so much force and urgency that I stopped walking and looked at him over my shoulder.“There are still worse photos of you
Logan“I heard they moved in from France and are looking for companies to partner with. They'll be at the Dome tomorrow. I can take you there” I offered to Melissa.I was trying to make it back to her since my father had stolen one of her top partners.That was the least I could do. Plus I wanted her to smile, she had lost all joy.She stared at me with empty eyes that had sprinkles of skepticism in them as she shook her head “No, thank you, you should probably stay at home. There's been rumours going around and I am sure the rumors will get to them before I do” She replied quietly “Besides, you have a lot more interesting things to do with your life than go see a few boring old Frenchmen” She finished. “You think so? Well then, tell me about it if you change your mind” I replied. If she said no, I wasn't going to press on, she was a stubborn woman and I knew that she'd make up her own mind when she was ready. I pretended not to watch her as she walked around the room. Something had
Melissa “I… I didn’t know it was you” I mumbled as my eyes darted around the room in search of any hint or sign that I wasn’t dreaming. I hadn’t been this shocked since I had seen her, something was pulling right into the past.He stared at me and then he tried to come closer. “Are you alright?”I recoiled too quickly “I am fine” It wasn’t the truth, but I wanted him to believe it. He mustn’t see how scared I was. “It’s just a bit strange.”He smiled slightly, taking another step forward “You don’t need to be afraid. You are here now.”I moved backward again “Can you … can you please move back?” His proximity made my stomach turn into a tight knot of nerves. He froze for a minute, so quickly that I thought maybe I had imagined it but soon he moved back.“Right” he murmured, nodding his head “Of course.” He stepped away from me. “Let me know if you need anything” and with that he disappeared. Leaving me standing there, in the same spot that he had been seconds ago. My breathing was c
MelissaThe morning after the first night it had happened, I woke up to the endless throbbing of my head, my neck sore and my throat even more sore. He has made me suck his stinking cock, I refused initially but after I was beaten, i scummed. A thin sheen of sweat covered every inch of my body making my tank top stick to my chest uncomfortably. My limbs ached, my throat was dry and my legs and arms felt shaky. All of this combined with the dull pain in my ribs meant I couldn't walk on my own anymore, not in this state. Still, the moment I noticed I couldn't move I tried again, pulling myself up using a nearby table. Slowly I managed to stand but instantly regretted it, my legs gave way under me and I collapsed to the ground, my head landing on the floor beside me.A muffled sob escaped my lips as I laid my head on the floor and closed my eyes, the light of the sun blinding me. I couldn't move or talk, I had no idea how much time had passed before the first knock resounded at the do
LoganAs I held her, gone was the strong woman who would barely listen to me at all. Now she lay there, limp as ever, in my arms, like a lifeless doll, only that she was breathing and whimpering.She looked broken.“Shhh, you’re okay…You have nothing to fear. No one will harm you here.” I soothed, holding her close.“I don't want to ever see her again…” she said between gasps, “not now…not ever…. She's never coming…”I nodded. “She is never coming back” I assured her, kissing the top of her forehead.After a while, she calmed down. Her skin had returned to normal color, but it was clammy and pale compared to its usual rosy hue. Her voice was hoarse and strained. I didn't know what to do. I just sat beside her bedside and tried not to think about anything. “I am sorry. I know I have said this before but please forgive me for letting this happen to you. I thought she meant well when she reached out to me.” I said softly, stroking the smooth skin of her face tenderly. She didn't push m