She tried to kick him with her legs but they were locked against the shelf with his own. He tried to push his thigh between her legs which made her so helpless and vulnerable. He was kissing her neck while muffling her cries, caging her from all sides.
Trying to hit him with her elbow, she was wriggling in his hold, resisting his touch but he was more powerful than she expected. Adding to her misery, the lights went off. After a couple of seconds it made sense to her that the only ray of hope she had that the library incharge may come and notice this harassment, faded. The library incharge already turned off the lights and left the place as she didn't saw anyone in her sight and probably it was above the time. Her guts started to churn as he disgustingly tried to rub her womanhood, sneaking his hand from behind. Her eyes swelled up with tears and she was bursting from inside. To grab her wrists while he molests her, he let go of her mouth, assuming that no one was around to hear her screams now. And then he tried to pull her pants down when she screamed on top of her lungs, screaming for help in her shrieking voice. "No bitch! Don't do that! No one's gonna come until i bang you and fuck your brains out" he really thought that no one's going to hear her as it was surpass the university's closing time. As he was groping her womanhood while biting her shoulder, she saw a shadow appearing in the window. Hoping to catch attention of the person so she can save her dignity, she started screaming loudly. The shaky voice which came out if her mouth was not clear but yet enough to tell someone that she was asking for help. The administration area was right beside the library, for the facility of faculty. And she almost hoped that the person will help her. But when the shadow faded and didn't appear again, her eyes started to hurt from the itching pain, not sure from which angle it was coming as her whole body was on fire at the moment. She missed her mother, closing her eyes she was trying frail movements to push him off. But he already started to rub her bare vagina and his next move was to thrust inside her when he felt a gun cocking against the back of his head. His movements froze in the middle as he turned around to see the man. His face was in the dark and he couldn't see his features, all did he know was that he had a great height, about 6'1. And he was much more stronger than him, analyzing his toned body structure.Before he could make any sound out of his mouth, the gun striked across his cheek. Bruising his face in the most painful way as the cold metal cut his skin through. She turned around immediately to see whoever saved her from the torture. But all she smelled was that scent which invaded her senses before. She didn't wanted to believe that it was the same man. She was straightening her disheveled clothes in fear, as she tried to run past both of the men. But she had to stop when she saw that gun in his hand, pointing at that blond guy on floor. Her eyes became wide, when he raised the gun in direction, not feeling any hesitation in shooting all the bullets inside his head. He was about to pull the trigger, and her eyes were fixed on his finger against it. Just at the moment she placed her hand on top of his hand, which was holding the gun. "Please don't kill him. I beg you. I don't want any trouble for myself. Please just don't kill him" she started to plead him in the most pathetic tone ever, as she looked like a five year old who don't know what to say. Not even for a second, he looked at her. But she stood there, constantly gazing his dark face, in hope that he will listen to her begging. He jolted her hand away and let the gun recoil. As the bullet escaped and disappeared in his right hand only digging a bloody hole to let the blood come out and empty his veins. Her whole existence shook with the sound of the gun as she jumped in her place, placing her hands against her ears to avoid the sharp noise. Another bullet escaped from the gun and it landed between his left hand, making the blond guy cry in sheer wave of pain. At the moment, his aching body was just the same as a dying fish at the shore. Her eyes were popping out of her sockets, as she saw a pool of blood gathering around him. Not a word escaped from her lips as she felt herself incapable of moving. She felt as if he will shoot her too if she made a wrong move. In a state of shock, she didn't moved from her place and only let the tears stream down her cheeks until she could tastad the salty liquid. He grabbed her hand and took her out of the library. She didn't resisted his steel like hold as she didn't know what was happening around her anymore. She only looked down as if the bloody body was still in front of her. He took her down the building, and dragged her through the corridor. She could barely keep up with his fast pace and almost stumbled on her feet thrice. There was a black Mercedes Benz standing in front of the building. A circle of black men also stood there in a group as they were in his service. She could barely process anything around her. He stopped when they reached the car. He took off his coat and draped it around her shoulders as her blouse had been torn from the chest and all the while she didn't notice it. He motioned a man and he immediately stepped forward, his eyes on the floor. "Drop her" he only said two short words which were not even enough to analyze his deep voice. The man immediately followed his order and made Veronica sit inside the car. As he rushed to the driver's seat. As he ignited the engine, she glanced up for the first time to look at him. He stood at two feet distance from the car, as his sleeves were rolled up till his elbow, exposing the veins he had on his big hands and arm. He wore a black shirt and his chiseled jaw was prominent in the fully dark corridor. When she met his eyes, she realized that his eyes were also focused on her, giving a death, metallic stare.While her tear drenched lashes, and red swarming in the pool as her hazel orbs looked intense with the amount of fear and anxiety she had in them. Her eyes reflected purity, vulnerability and horror in them. He was mesmerized for a millisecond before he pulled away and whispered to the other men to rid off the body. She couldn't hear him anymore as the car drove out of university. But she could still catch few glances of him moving inside, through the back mirror. She was still wondering, who he was?The driver asked her where she lived. She told him to drive to the Gilmore girls hostel. In a few minutes, she reached the hostel empty handed and wounded inside. The driver made sure, she was inside the hostel before he leaves. Thankfully she didn't had to face anyone in such filthy state as everyone was in the dining hall for the dinner. She escaped to her room and pull out her fresh clothes out of the cupboard. Taking them along in the washroom, she hid his black blazer under her bed mattress so none of the girls could hint it. While washing her face, she looked up in the mirror and realized that her lip had a cut on left side but it was a minor one, and the blood seemed to be clotted at the place, leaving it scaly. She turned her face towards the side as her right cheek hurt alot. To frighten herself more, she found a bruise on her cheek which seemed really bad as it was still red. She must have got it after he hit her face into the shelf. How is she going to hide this mess on her face? She felt herself drowning when she felt his creepy touch against her sensitive area. She pulled on her hair in frustration as everything was making her crazy and she was feeling disgusted with her own body. If possible she wanted to cut off her body parts which he touched aggressively without her consent. She wondered what would have happened if she really had lost her virginity and that mysterious guy hadn't come on time. She might had to take her own life then, because she was so fragile that she never experienced any such thing before. And now all of sudden everything started to overwhelm her. The sexual abuse was too much. If he hadn't saved her, she possibly might have lost herself long ago.The days passed in a blur, as he was busy with his office work while she ran back and forth between her classes and completing assignments. Her internship was coming up and she was really worried about it. She didn't decide yet which hospital would be best suited for her. But she had a month to decide so she convinced herself not to worry much about that and enjoy her semester break which was going to start next week. After all these assignments and tests drained her badly. It was this beautiful hazy evening, she sat on the couch completing her administration of the psychology test as her brows creased in confusion. Lara came in the living room with a cup of coffee while she played with the lead pencil between her lips, trying to figure out the scoring. "Would you like to have lunch yet?" Lara asked her politely to which she denied politely, making an excuse she was not hungry yet. In fact, she wanted to eat with Bernard and was awaiting his arrival. It was quite late than usual a
He booked a 7 day trip to Bora Bora with the help of his secretary. From making reservations in the 5 star hotel to whatever their 7 day trip included, everything was arranged beforehand. He knew he had to buy a million dollar ring now to propose to her.Veronica's semester was almost ending and she was preparing for her final exams. So he prepared the trip accordingly as they would leave during her semester break. She had no idea what was going on in his mind while he was so worried about everything, he wanted this surprise to be perfect. Today, all of a sudden he decided to pick her up after university. He wanted to take her shopping so she could buy some clothes as she had a very poor collection of her own and she never accepted anything from him. Even though Bernard was aware that she would deny this offer, he wanted to take a chance. "What are you doing here?" She exclaimed as soon she saw him getting out of the car and coming towards her. All the girls and boys were staring at
"you must be tired, ask Lara to give you food!" He ignored her question as if she never asked in the first place. "I'm asking did you cry? Why your eyes...." She stepped forward and tried to touch him but he grabbed her hand midway. "Don't act as if you care for me Veronica....." His voice was utterly painful and she could see right through him, how miserable and exhausted he was. "I do care for you!" She declared in a loud voice as her own eyes teared up. "You don't.....you don't. You wouldn't have left me all alone if you cared even a little. You know how much I love you, yet you did" he struggled to control his tears but still they glistened on the brink of his eyes. "I do care for you! Please don't say that" She started crying as she hugged him, hid her face in the crook of his neck, pulling him close to herself. His warm tears dripped in her hair as he didn't know how to respond. He loved her, so much that it was hurting now. He pulled her tighter so she could feel it in h
A man was tied to the chair, dripping in blood from head to toe. His nails seemed to be plucked out, the man was dizzy and nauseous as Bernard had a knife in his hand. He immediately turned around as he was forced to look at who opened the door without his permission. As soon as he saw Veronica standing in the doorway, he closed his eyes momentarily to sweep away the frustration and that deadly look in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" He asked rather casually as he placed the knife on the table and started washing his hands in the nearest sink while not looking at her. "Who is he? Why are you doing this to him?" She shouted as she tried to get closer to the man but another bodyguard stood in her way. Blocking her from getting too close to him. She looked at Bernard in disappointment while she frowned. Bernard wiped his hands with the towel as he walked in her direction and grabbed her hand while he walked out of the room. He took her into another room and shut the door with a
After they came back from Aunt Clarissa's house, they had the weekday lined up. He had so much work to do and she had her pending assignments and exams. It was a regular Monday and she was busy in the library, working on the computer in a hurry. She had to submit the report before 06:00 pm. Her fingers aggressively moved on the keyboard as her eyes focused on the screen. She had to complete it early before going to her job as she didn't have much time left. It took her 30 minutes to complete it and as she soon clicked the button of submission, she sighed leaning back in her seat. She closed her eyes temporarily as it had been a tough struggle and she finally got over it. To her surprise someone passed her a cold coffee. As soon she looked up to see the owner, her eyes widened in horror. Sam smiled at her and pointed the drink at her again. She stood abruptly, tossing the drink away harshly. It fell on the floor and spilled few metres away. He was shocked by her reaction while she
She was leaning on to the washbasin counter, watching herself in the mirror. She knew why Bernard bought her here, to get the approval of his Aunt Clarissa so they could get married. But she was not ready yet!She didn't know why she felt so uneasy about marriage, facing failure all her life, she was scared to give birth to a child. She had this belief that she will never be a good mother and that's why bearing a child was a nightmare for her. She was jumbled up in her thoughts when she was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. Bernard stepped in, with his hawk-like eyes on her. "You took a long time" he said with a low voice as he stepped towards her, while closing the door firmly on his back. "I was just coming" She replied but he covered the distance between them in two strides, as his hand travelled up to her face and fisted her hair. Her hands clenched the edge of the counter behind her as she was pressed against it. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable down there,