A Slow Death

Carolyn couldn't believe what she had just heard. She thought she had heard wrong. “I don't understand…” she murmured.

“What part don't you understand? I warned you little bunny, there's no going back, now get to work.” He ordered.

Carolyn struggled with herself. She wasn't ready for this. How could he be so cruel to ask her that?

She needed a way out, but his next words left her with no choice.

“Since you can do what I asked, get your things and get out now that you still have the chance to." He said with irritation.

“I never said I wouldn't do it," she snapped, shocked by her action. Keith was also surprised. Who knew the little bunny could be this feisty?

Gradually Carolyn lifted her nightwear pulling it off over her head trembling revealing her silky skin, which made Keith Adam apple bulb in his pants.

Carolyn had stripped down to her last fabric and was left with just her pants and bra.

Her heart rose and fell with ragged breath. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but what other choice did she have? After all, they were legally married, so there was nothing wrong with this.

Keith was waiting for her to carry on her task, however, the little bunny was having trouble with herself and his patience was wearing thin.

Not having the patience to wait anymore, he put off the stick he was smoking, stood from the couch, and took a slow stride to her with eyes roaming over her body lustfully.

He trailed his fingertip from her chin down to her cleavage sending shivers down her spine. Perhaps, she wasn't in her rightful senses when she struck a deal with him.

With every trace of his finger, her heartbeat increases 2x over.

“Not bad." He purrs with his eyes etching every feature of her in his head. Those curvy hips, well-rounded books, she was well endowed. He could say she's just perfect the way he likes them.

Aside from Marcus, her late husband, no man has seen her this way.

“You know what? Let's forget about pleasuring yourself, maybe you'd entertain me with that next time, but right now I want to be buried inside you." He whispered breathlessly into her ears, Carolyn's spirit practically left her body.

She wasn't a virgin, but she wasn't ready for this, besides she was still mourning her late husband. “There won't be any need for me to take it slow on you since this isn't your first." He said, before she could understand what he meant, he carried her up and threw her onto the bed, the softness of the bed causing her to bounce.

He climbed onto the bed towering over her causing her to gasp in shock seizing the opportunity he crashed his lips with hers.

Carolyn was beyond shock before she could realize what was happening his face was already buried in the crook of her neck with one of his hands cupping her breast.

“Umm, Mr." She called holding still the hand cupping her breast. But he never stopped, instead pinning both her hands above her head using one of his hands.

His hold on her hands was too firm and his weight was crushing her. She began stretching underneath him.

Keith stopped, staring down at her with dissatisfaction. This wasn't what he signed up for on the night of his wedding. He was boiling on the inside, the little bunny was stressing him.

“Sir, ca... can we please do this some other time? Maybe we can get to know each other first?” she stuttered.

His reply was very brief, shocking her. “No" he returned to continue what he was doing, but she wasn't ready, as she hadn't gotten over what happened six months ago.

Everything was happening just too fast, even though what Keith was doing was awakening her dead desires, that doesn't change the fact that she was still mourning her late husband and unborn child.

“I never forced you into doing this, it was you who willingly threw yourself at me, pleading with me not to divorce you, but since you're having difficulties in owning to your part of the deal, you can as well leave now that the offer is still open."

Carolyn closed her eyes tightly, swallowing the lump forming in her throat. She didn't even know what to think anymore. Did she make the right decision to stay with him? Wouldn't she regret this in the future? The man in question is scaring her; everything about him screams danger. She's meant to run, but…

She was confused. She needed to distract him so he would stop, even for a little while, but could she do it?

Immediately she had an idea, “I'm on my menses." She screamed, “I need to wash up." She added, her heart heaving heavily.

Keith looked up with darkened eyes. " Seriously?” He asked surprised.

Carolyn couldn't say a word and just nodded.

Keith knew too well she was cooking this up to escape him. She was bold enough to strike a deal with him and now she's scared.

He'd already claimed her, and there was no going back for her now. One thing was certain: He was going to have her tonight.

“You don't have to worry; I don't mind the blood," he informed her, wanting to continue what he was doing. "No," Carolyn half yelled, apologizing immediately. I apologize for my tone. I can do it like this. It'll be disgusting, please, since you can't wait until it's over, then let me wash up for you." She pleaded.

“Do not waste my time." He ordered and stood up.

“I won't, I promise. Way to the restroom?" She asked.

"Just go by the right, the first door,” and from his tone, one could tell he was upset.

Carolyn hurriedly climbed off the bed, grabbed her nightie, and scurried into the restroom, slamming the door short behind her.

Taking in heavy, deep breaths, she placed a hand over her chest and stared at her reflection.

"God, that was close." She murmured.

“Just what've I gotten myself into? Why is he so bent on consummating our matrimonial bed tonight, can't he exercise a little patience for a week or two?

For goodness sake, they're both strangers whom circumstances brought together today, and this very same day he's already forcing himself on her.

He doesn't even care if she might have an infection or any infectious disease. Who does that? Only a psychopath does that, so he must be a psychopath.

Even though Carolyn knew he had the full right to her body, wasn't he being too forward?

However given the promise he'd always made to protect her from Diana, perhaps, she could do this, after all, she wasn't a virgin she'd lost a pregnancy, so what could go wrong?

Keith checked the time on his wristwatch and thought, "His little bunny has been in the restroom for over forty minutes, and she's still not out."

Meanwhile, Carolyn was seen pacing around in the restroom in deep thought.

She squatted to the floor with her knees pressed against her chest. Her mind was so occupied that she'd forgotten how long she had been there.

Suddenly, the door to the restroom plugged open, Carolyn flinched at the impact, staring at those menacing grey eyes that sent shivers down her spine.

“The fuck?" He spat.

“Sir, I can explain…I ..uhm…" she couldn't come up with any reasonable explanation. She abruptly stood to her feet, already dressed in her nightie, and now she was shivering like a wet cat.

“Are you testing my patience? If yes, then I've just hit my limit.” He said, edging closer.

He had never faced rejection before, in fact, women were the ones throwing themself at him, begging to spend just a night on his bed, but getting a different reaction from this little bunny fueled his urge to want her more.

“Mr. I would like to make another request," Carolyn said, crisping her hands together, and Keith shut his eyes in frustration.

She was beginning to annoy him. “What is it again?"

“Can we keep this a secret, like keeping our marriage a secret?"

“Why?" He tilted his head to one side.

"I want to handle things on my own, I want to face my aunt on my own, so it wouldn't be like I'm bothering you.”

“I don't mind you bothering me, we could end her now if you want.” He said, with a raised brow.

"No I don't want that, I don't want her dying so

fast, I want to take it slow, I want her to beg for life while claiming back what's rightfully mine, before ending her.