A horrible night

After a long time, he came back out with my dad. His face was dark and gloomy, “Let’s go.” He said

Although I never wanted to leave, I had no choice but to go with him back. And right now he doesn’t seem to be his usual self. I have seen what he can do, I better not resist at the moment for I had no idea what he is thinking. “Mom, I have to go now. Take care of yourself, you too dad.”

“We will be fine honey. You don’t need to worry about us, and we promise to make everything right again.” She said.

“Take care honey. Just be a good girl like you always have been and we will be together sooner than you expect.” Those comforting words from my father lighten my heart.

I said not a word but just smiled. How was I able to tell my parents this was the last time we would get to meet with each other, I just can’t afford to see them heartbroken.

I took my leave with Mariano as we made it to the entrance where the vehicles were parked. He got in and so did I, we sat separately from each other. His face was still dark, he wasn’t looking happy. The engines of the vehicles went running again and then we drove off as we headed back to his mansion.

Made it back, his face was still dark and sad. He said not a word to me but just stared out to the sky. I never thought he could be this sad but what I couldn’t understand was why? Why would he be depressed?

He alighted from the SUV and walked inside the building, I followed behind him.

“Darling, you finally made it back home. I’ve missed you.” The girl which I saw earlier was seated at the cushion. She got up and tied herself around him again. “I’ve missed you, wondering when you would come back home.” She gave me a disgusting stare, I looked away immediately

“Natasha, let go of me.” He pulled her away from him. “You should head back home, it’s getting late.” Those were the words he spoke and continued his way up to his room.

“Mariano! Maria…” she called out but he said not a word, neither did he look down to her as he continues with his silence up to his room. She turned her attention to me, I could see how angered and pissed she appears to be as she walked towards, I guess trouble is inevitable. “What did you do to him?”

I stood still, mute looking. “Are you deaf? What did you do to him?” she was starting to seem annoying but I couldn’t not say a word or do a thing to her due to the fact that I have no idea of her relationship with him, and as much as I can, I don’t want to anger him in anyway most especially now that he has become silent.

She raised her hand in an attempt to slap me but she was caught halfway by his guard, he shook his head as a way of telling her to stop what she intended to do.

She hissed, grabbed her bag and left. The guard escorted her before I could show my gratitude to him. Just as they left, I looked up at his room. I could not help but worry about him, his sad eyes and mood. It just didn’t seem like him.

“What is wrong with me? I should go get some sleep.” I wiped off the tears that had formed underneath my eye lids.

I went into my room and laid no the bed. Still thinking about him, I closed my eyes and then I had no idea of when I fell into sleep.

***

I woke up again feeling pressed, I made it to the bathroom to relieve myself of the pressure.

I came back out and found him standing beside my bed. “Mariano.” I said silently. His face was still dark and gloomy, and he reeks of alcohol

He walked to me, I dressed back and made contact with the wall. With the manner he walked, I could tell he was a man driven by sexual desires.

He got close to me and placed his right hand on the wall. His other hand touched my hair softly, he sniffed on it.

“You smell really nice. You just make we want you more.” His hand left my hair and brushed against my lips and rubbed it smoothly. He leaned forward, his face close to mine, our nose made contact. The air from his lips were full of pleasure and alcohol. He must have been drinking before he came into my room and it’s hard to stop a drunk man driven by his desires.

“I can’t stop wanting you Cassandra. Please don’t blame me for whatever happens here on.” He turned me around, his hand grabbed hold of my hair and clinged my face to the wall. He unzipped my gown from my shoulders to my hip which revealed a bit of my underwear.

He tucked his hand inside of me, got hold of my breast and took it out of my bra and creased on it. He seized my nipples hard and rough. I felt pains but endured it in silent. I let him have his way with me and tried not to interrupt nor struggle with him, for I might end up in bruises again. Besides, he owns we now and he can do whatever he wanted with me as he pleased him.

Tears followed from my eye lids, I wasn’t only going to break my promise with Tyler, I was going to lose my pride of womanhood in the cruelest way I had ever imagined.

Suddenly he stopped. He took a step back, I turned around to look at him. He stood for a while and then walked away.

I gasped for air and the tears rolled down my cheek. For a second I was totally scared, I haven’t been this terrified my whole life.

I quickly rushed down and locked the door from the inside, I could hardly catch my breath for I was still in shock with what just happened.

I fell onto the floor of the room with my knees, and there I stayed as I tried to calm myself while I wept bitterly.