Chp-3

Author Pov

Mature content ahead 

"Ahh." The girl screamed out in pure ecstasy as the man thurst inside her like a maniac. She arched her back again letting out a loud moan letting it reach the man's ears who couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Her hands were tied up above her head as Cyrus hates when someone touches him during sex. He hates feeling anyone's touch on his body no matter if it's during sex or not.

Her continuous moaning and screams were annoying him to no end. He closed his eyes and pulled himself out of her before turning her body around roughly. She gasped out when she was pushed harshly on her stomach.

Cyrus took her underwear from the floor and took a good amount of her hair in his tattooed hand. She cried out in pain when he roughly jerked her head back and shoved the tiny material in her mouth. She was gagged.

Her hands were twisted as well as they were tied up above her head and he turned her around without opening her hands. He pulled her up in a doggy style and slammed himself in her roughly.

She screamed out but it got disappeared into her mouth because of the gag. Cyrus smirked in satisfaction as he didn't hear her annoying screams anymore.

He didn't start with slow thrusts instead went extremely hard on her. He started slamming himself in her like a beast making her whole body jolt up like an electric shock has passed through it.

He kept on increasing the pace of his animalistic thrusts. Her body kept on shaking along with his thrusts. She cried, screamed, and moaned loudly but nothing voiced out because of the gag.

Cyrus hissed under his breath as he threw his head back and felt his climax reaching to him. And with a few more thrusts, he shot his release in the condom.

He took a sharp breath before pulling out of her. He opened his tie which he used to tie her hands. Ella's body fell on the bed shaking uncontrollably. She wasn't able to come down from her high as her body kept on shivering. She pulled the material out of her mouth still shivering badly.

He was hard. Extremely hard on her. Her shivering body started relaxing finally as she was still taking long deep breaths to calm herself.

While Cyrus threw the dirty condom away and went into the bathroom without sparing a glance at her. She finally came down from her high and looked around the room finding no one and it did well in breaking her heart.

What she expected. Did she expect him to help her to relax? Did she think he will hold her and cuddle her? How can he now when he never did it before? 

She took a deep breath, taking the clothes and wearing them walking out of the room as she knew her place. Cyrus had instructed her already to never show him her face after the intercourse.

He never likes to sleep with anyone. It's not like she was the first one who had been thrown out after being used by him but she indeed was the first woman to be with him for this long.

And Cyrus kind of also thinks he doesn't need more sluts when he has one who is ready to tolerate his every torture and humiliation with her consent so why not.

Ella knew that's what she is to Cyrus. A whore. Bed warmer. A mere toy of pleasure for him. But she was still not ready to back away. She still wanted him and wasn't ready to give up and understand her worth.

Cyrus walked out of the bathroom and grimaced watching the bed. He called Creed and asked him to get a maid and asked her to change the sheets and also the blanket.

Cyrus doesn't usually fuck her in his room. He always does it in hers. But today he was out of his mind and wanted something. He just wanted something to went his anger out on.

He entered his room and saw Ella there. She told him she wanted more money but he didn't care. He grabbed her and had his way with her on his bed. Which now he regrets he doesn't like to dirty his sheets but well anger took the best control of him.

He asked Creed to pay Ella how she wants after all she's a good fuck and he can't deny she's a good toy to play with as well. She doesn't complain about anything and that's what he wants. 

A mute obedient toy who can let him do the fuck he wants. And she was exactly what he wanted in his personal whore. 

Meanwhile

Hazel sighed staring at the packed suitcase of hers. It's been two days since she had signed the marriage contract and she knew there was no way for her to run away from it anymore.

She's a married woman. Sounds so foreign to her. A few days ago she was rolling her eyes at her grandmother's tantrums and today she was ready to leave this place. This house. And her previous identity.

She rolled her eyes once again when her grandmother entered her room along with her aunt who sighed sadly. 

"Good you have packed. This is your ticket. You're going to the city and here you can rent this place. It's cheap but the job you have to find on your own. Remember to never mention your last name to anyone." She said making Hazel sigh out.

"I don't understand why I have to hide in the city. Why can't I live in my village?" Her grandmother glared at her before slamming the package on the packed suitcase and crossing her arms.

"Because you can't. Everyone here knows that you are married and your husband lives in the city. What will I tell them for the first 6 months huh? People will question me that why my married niece is still here when she should be with her husband? You will go to the city and live there for 6 months and you shouldn't have any contact with your aunt or me. After 6 months you can come here back for only a day and that day your husband will send someone to take you to him. I am not going to answer people's questions just because of you. Now pack up and get ready."

With that, she walked out making her aunt walk closer to her. She gently hugged the girl who had started tearing up. 

"Aunt." She whispered nuzzling in her crook. After her mother, her aunt is like a second mother to her. Her aunt was in her late 30s. She was divorced as her husband cheated on her. After that, she started living with her mother.

"Don't listen to her ok. You can call me whenever you wish. I love you, darling." She pulled back and caressed her cheeks.

"But I don't want to go." She said looking down making her aunt sigh out.

" I know love. But I kind of agree with mother. You know how our villagers are. They don't even spare me with their taunts then just imagine how will they make your life harder by questioning you again and again about your husband. It will be better to live away from here." Hazel finally nodded understanding her aunt's words.

They both hugged each other and at last Hazel started her journey to reach the city. She couldn't help but miss her mother. Her so-called Husband had fulfilled his promise and took her mother for the best treatment.

They said even the city hospital's professional doctors suggested them to take her mother out of the country. She can only get better treatment in a foreign country and even though Hazel was hesitant she agreed as she wanted the best for her mother.

She arrived at the city and couldn't help but feel anxiety hitting her badly. She felt so nervous in a completely different place. She walked towards the place her grandmother told her about as she didn't want to waste money on the bus or taxi.

She talked with the landlord and he hardly gave her the place to live in for only two days. She also started searching for a job but had no success. It was hard. Too hard for her to not feel discouraged. She called her aunt and talked with her as well but her grandmother snatched the phone telling her to not call again.

Today the landlord threw her out and she was walking God knows where. She had her small bag of clothes on her shoulder and a handbag. She had changed the suitcase as her clothes weren't much so she decided to carry a passenger bag instead of a suitcase.

And now she thanked God for not bringing the suitcase after all where would she bring it with her. She entered the alley and closed her eyes in pure disappointment.

"Why fate? Just why do you like to always fuck with me? Why?" She mumbled looking at the men standing near the end of the alley. They seems like some drug dealers or robbers.

She took steps back and that was enough to alert them. She cursed under her breath before dashing away from there. She heard them running behind her as she ran as fast as she could even though her passenger bag did well in decreasing her pace.

She had no idea she had entered some abandoned place. It almost looked like a small Forrest to her. But she had no other option. She hid behind the large rock wall and sighed when the men didn't enter the place and ran away from there.

They almost looked scared of entering the place. But why? She frowned and looked around. There was nothing except an abandoned Forrest looking like a garden. Even the wall she was leaning against was extremely dirty and even broke from the side.

She slid down the wall and sat there. She rested her head against the wall and stared in space with sad eyes. 

"My husband seems like bad luck to me. From the time I married him nothing's good happening in my life." She said sighed out in distress.

She searched the phone in her pocket and then closed her eyes seeing the condition of it. It was broken. She had no idea how but maybe when she fell while entering this garden then it happened.

She had no idea how long she tried to make her phone work but nothing worked and she gave up. She decided to sleep here for some time after all it was daytime. A few hours of sleep wouldn't hurt.

She fell asleep in seconds and woke up hearing the weird sound of someone screaming and begging. She blinked rubbing her eyes before frowning.

"I b-beg you j-just kill m-me I c-can't take t-this anymore." She flinched hearing the voice. She turned her head and peaked through the broken wall.

Her eyes only saw the wrist of the man who had a gun pointed at the man laying on the floor almost dead. Hazel covered her lips as her eyes widened watching the bloodied state of the man.

She witnessed the bracelet dangling on the wrist of the man who chuckled at the whimpering man. And in a second gunshot echoed in the empty place. Colour drained out of her face when she witnessed the murder.

She moved away from the wall and stayed behind it without making a sound. She knew she can't do anything till they are here. She needs to report this and get out of here. But before that, she needs to make sure they are gone.

She stayed standing and trembling a little behind a wall till she heard.

"I want the person behind the wall dead." Her eyes widened as a small scream left her throat when the man shot a bullet right on the wall making her leave her bags there and run for her life.

Cyrus narrowed his eyes watching the girl running away. He was killing a man and that girl witnessed it. Poor her. She shouldn't have been here. And he never leaves any doubt behind so now she has to die.

His men went for her hunt while he walked towards his mansion without any care about that girl. He knew his men will catch her eventually.

While Hazel ran like a maniac. Tears were dripping down her eyes like a river. She is scared out of her wits but she can't let her body give in otherwise she will be killed for no reason.

Suddenly her eyes fell on a vast mansion. It was situated in completely a different place. It was built at the end of that scary garden. She without thinking anything ran towards the mansion when she heard the noise of men running.

She had no idea in whose mansion she was entering. The back gate of the mansion was open so she entered the mansion and ran towards the door.

She knocked on the door like a manic and it got slammed open by an old woman who was in a maid attire. Her gaze soften a little when it fell on her tear-stained face.

"Mam please help me." She begged but the maid was helpless how can she let her enter when she knows her master will kill her for letting an intruder enter the mansion.

"Please I beg you." The woman finally gave up and helped her in closing the door. Hazel was trembling like a leaf as the woman helped her in.

The woman stopped right away gulping hard when the familiar green-grey eyes met with her. They were narrowed at the woman and the trembling girl.

"M-Master. This girl---" 

"Shhh." Cyrus' voice made the trembling girl lookup. Her beautiful emerald eyes met his. He was in a tight grey shirt and sweatpants.

He moved his head to the side a little as he stared at the girl with his intense gaze. Hazel couldn't help but cry even more. She was already so scared and this man was adding to her horror.

He walked towards her and looked at the maid who was looking down in fear.

"Go and bring a glass of water." The maid almost ran away at his order.

Cyrus stared at the girl with his cold greenish-grey eyes making her hick-up. She flinched back a little and he leaned his body down to her face level watching her tear-stained face with a poker face.

"What happened little girl?" He said raising his eyebrows. Hazel gulped wiping her cheeks with the back of her hoodie making him stare at her more intensely.

"I-I am sorry sir. I didn't mean to disturb you. It's just I was running away from someone and needed a place to hide. It's --" She hicked up as she sobbed a little still not recovering from the fact that she was about to die.

Suddenly side of his lips tilted up as he understood her words. Way more clearly than he should. He suddenly grabbed her dainty arms in his calloused tattooed ones making her flinch and look up at him.

"It's fine. Come here. Sit you need to relax first. Hmm. No one will hurt you." Yet he thought as he brought her to the living room and helped her to sit on the couch. 

She didn't notice his smirking face or the evil intentions his eyes were screaming. He made her sit on the couch and stood in front of her.

He looked down at her and couldn't help but bite his lower lip. Her slightly trembling body and vulnerable state were doing something to his insane mind. The way her tears tempted him was beyond his imagination.

And what broke him in sweats was her next action. She looked up at him with her doe emerald eyes as he was standing in front of her. She looked so timid. So submissive.

So breakable.

The innocence her face showed played with his beast. The monster in him was provoked by seeing the amount of Innocence and purity her eyes held. He felt bewitched. His beast was triggered by her innocence.

"M-Master." He blinked hearing the voice of his maid. He finally broke out of his fantasy world and looked at the old woman. She extended the glass of water which Cyrus grabbed blankly.

He extended it to Hazel who grabbed it and started drinking it but soon her eyes fell on something which broke her into sweats. Her heart screamed in dread when realization started seeping into her.

Bracelet. It's the same bracelet the killer was wearing.

She gave the glass back to Cyrus but couldn't help the anxiety that hit her. She had such a bad luck. It felt like a deja vu.

From the death she was running away she ran into it instead. She felt like a boomerang. Not wanting to show him her fear she stood and looked at him wiping her tears. Cyrus frowned.

"What happened?" He asked making her fake smile at him.

"I am sorry sir. I didn't mean to enter this house. I just got lost. I should go now. I am sorry." She said whatever came to her mind as she took a step back in fear.

But she didn't know the man in front of her was far cunning than she can imagine. Her only one act of abruptly standing up after seeing his bracelet made him realize. She had recognized him.

"Seal." He smirked when the main door of the mansion got sealed just by his one command not only that but the whole house got sealed. He could see how much she was trembling in fear.

She looked like a little innocent lamb trapped by the giant wolf who was toying with her before attacking her to his fullest.

"Now my lady I am a gentleman I don't like to send my guests back without showing my hospitality. Especially uninvited guests." He said as his smirk widened.

"Just look at you. An epitome of perfection." He said pointing at her from head to toe before creepily darkening his shiny orbs.

"And Perfection is made for only perfection. Which means you're made for a man like me."

This was enough to make her run to the door faster than a hurricane. She ran to the back door and slammed her tiny fists against it. Cyrus did nothing except watch her claw at the door like a kitten she is.

She placed her forehead against the door and burst out in heavy tears. She felt helpless. Why was it happening to her? 

Cyrus walked to her and stood behind her making her press herself against the door even more. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered.

"There is no way out now beautiful. You got caught." Hazel felt her head spinning at the thought of dying.

And in a second her eyes rolled back and she blacked out. Cyrus effortlessly held her waist when she fell in his arms. He chuckled staring at her tear-stained face.

It's going to be fun.

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Alright so here is the chapter. Next, I will try to update soon. 

Till the next adios.