All Chapters of Crave Me, My Monster : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~Harriet~ My eyes fluttered open lazily, taking in the light that filtered through the curtains. The sheets that brushed my skin did not feel like the ones I had back at the Anderson family mansion, and the ceiling definitely did not look like the one in my room either. I jerked up, my eyes slowly widening as I recollected the events that had occurred last night. The bar, the drink, the hideous looking man, Rael, and then… Nothing. Absolutely nothing. My head throbbed painfully, making me wince, and I could only grit my teeth hard. This could only be Rael's mansion, I thought, picking myself up to the bathroom to freshen up. After freshening up, I changed into a shirt I'd found in his wardrobe, feeling it come down just below my thighs. Tying my hair into a messy bun, I'd picked up my purse from the nightstand, scanning through to see if he'd done anything with it. I couldn't risk that man soiling my plans. I was close. So close to shattering Kylie's heart into tiny little

~Rael~ I could tell she was unwilling, making it all the more reason I wanted to possess her. She had started something, and she should be ready to finish it. I sat in the study room, going through a couple of documents while the rest of my mind focused on the pictures I'd taken of her. Fuck! I could feel a hard-on coming on. Never had I felt this way towards any woman, not even her sister. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, and her name flashed in front of the screen. An unfathomable emotion rippled through my core, making my lips curl up subtly. Surely she wasn't calling to refuse my proposal, was she? I picked it up, expecting the harsh tone of her voice to come in the next second, but…nothing. Just silence at first. Until I heard a voice.“Why don't we have a sleepover? It'll be fun,” It wasn't her voice. It was someone else's. A woman.And when I heard her meek voice say “okay,” my eyes darkened. Hanging up, I marched outside, getting into a car and zooming off. 30 minutes later, I

~Harriet~ I stood, my eyes marred with amusement as I stared at the mother-daughter duo trying so hard to taint my image. Of course, they'd always been like this. Tainting my image at every chance they got. I never really believed Kylie would be such a person, I used to look up to her. But now? Could I bother with their antics? The answer was no. In fact, I would use their own plans against them, becoming the only perfect daughter in my father's eyes. It was only a matter of time until my plan was put into action. “Take a look, this daughter of yours is really getting wayward,” Miranda said, handing the phone to my father. I saw his eyes change into something I couldn't fathom. Something I did not care to understand.“You–when did you start having a boyfriend!” He almost yelled, his index finger pointed to me while his eyes still rested onto the screen. My lips curled up. “Why can't I have a boyfriend? I remember Kylie having a rich boyfriend at 19 as well before she met Rael. How

~Harriet~ I could feel my breath getting quicker, my moans getting much louder than they were supposed to be as Rael plowed into me, grinding his waist. He held my hand in place above my head, fucking into me much harder than I'd ever been fucked, making my chest collide with the wall. “You like this, don't you?” He rasped against my ears, plunging into me again, making my breath catch in my throat. I shivered when I felt his lips moved to rest on my shoulder as he fucked me against the wall. “You like getting fucked by me,” he stated, this time, it wasn't a question. It was a statement, and I couldn't agree more with him. The way his hips rolled, the way his manhood throbbed inside me, it all felt surreal. Wrong, but worth it. I couldn't imagine the look on Kylie's face once she saw us in this position. A hard knock on the door brought me back to reality just as Rael thrust into me again. My breath hitched, my eyes rolling back in their sockets. “Harriet, are you asleep?” I hea

~Rael~My eyes had been following her subtly. When her sister traced my jaw, I felt a sensation I hadn't felt in a long time–disgust. Yet, I didn't push her away. I just stared on, wondering what her reaction would be. She just walked past, to a quieter corner. She avoided my gaze as though she hadn't been screaming under me hours ago. When her towel dropped, something stirred in my chest. Something I'd only felt when she was around.That pink swimsuit hugged every inch of her just right. Not screaming for attention, but commanding it anyway. She didn’t try to be sexy. She just was. And that made it worse. Or better. I didn’t even know anymore.She stepped into the water, smooth and unbothered like she wasn’t burning holes into my thoughts. I took a sip from my drink, eyes still locked on her.Then he appeared. Some blonde haired guy. I saw the way he looked at her, the way he moved in closer. His shoulder brushing hers.Harriet barely reacted, cool as ever, but something about her po