Mistake

"Do you remember I was the first for you, baby girl?"

I tried to make sense of what was happening after hearing a stern whisper in my ear. I had never considered what it would feel like to wake up with someone's hands around my hips. I try to hold my breath as the deep, raspy voice brings to memory a particular name. A name I didn't wish to keep in mind.

"I miss you."

I abruptly stood up and freed myself from his grasp. Why can I see his face here after whatever I did yesterday? I was at a place that I had only been a few hours in.

I stood up and climbed out of the hotel room's king-size bed. took a step back when I saw him coming.

"How did you get here?" I inquired almost in a whisper. 

"Go away!" 

He snatched both of my hands as I screamed. I made a vain attempt to shake him off. I lacked the strength to resist him because of his enormous size.

Observing how I constantly attempting to escape. Passion flashed in his eyes. I have seen that before, yes. The five-year-old incident gave me a mental smack.

Some unpleasant recollections appeared to surface. I detested staring into his ominous, hazel-gray eyes.

He was poised to pounce on his adversary like a predator. But for the time being, I'm not terrified of anything he wants to do. I had vowed not to be flimsy in front of him.

"You're still gorgeous, just like before." He attempted to seize my face. Naturally, I tossed it away quickly.

"What do yo want?" I questioned fiercely. I detested having to see him once more. I felt like I was being drawn back into the night by the nightmare. causing me to second-guess my choice.

He said, "I miss you." He briefly gave me a somber expression before his eyes sharpened once more. Damn. I never did comprehend him.

"You did flee from me, right?" He started to approach, so I drew my legs back.

"Please get the f*cking away from me! I'd prefer not to see you. You are the most repulsive person."

He grinned mockingly. Let's begin. I then felt my body lift up, and he firmly seized hold of my jaw, then gave me a rough kiss.

"You belong to me. Always mine! I'll remind you that you're mine if you dare to disagree with me." He then spun his body around and threw me onto the sofa.

Before he actually went, I recall. He gave me a stern look and then I heard his cell phone ring, so I assumed he was occupied.

I know. I ought to have sprinted away right away. Profit from the fact that 'you won't be seeing him again'. I ought to have. owever, I had just finished cleaning up some yesterday's remaining clothing. 

Once more, I heard approaching footsteps.

The door to the room opened again, displaying the cruel face that was unluckily gorgeous looking at me sharply.

"Where are you going?" he questioned plainly.

I didn't answer him. Just trying to get past his big body while pulling my suitcase. After just a few steps my screech came out. My long hair was pulled back so I could see his angry face. 

"I told you. Don't you dare to face me again!"

"Or do you want me to punish you?"

"Your being here is enough to punish me. So you don't have to get tired of it."

"Oh yeah?" he whispered hoarsely.

"But I really like to punish rather than be punished. Want to feel it?"

"Come!" He pulled me roughly and threw my body on the bed. Crushing me until there was no room to move.

"Let go, Axe. Please. I don't want to sin because of you. Let me live with freedom. I don't want to be the object of your lust. If you're so maniacal. You can get married. That's much better. You'll have offspring and live happily. Don't make the same mistake as before. Mom and dad will be disappointed. You know that. You're supposed to be a role model for me. But why are you deviating from your nature as a brother?" 

I didn't care anymore about Axe's reaction to my every word. I just wanted him to realize that what he was doing was wrong. He couldn't force me to do anything I didn't want to.

I could have reported him to the authorities. But how would that damage the family name? Especially since Dad is a business man who is also involved in politics. It would be a big mistake if I did that.

"I beg you. Please! Leave me alone."

"In your dream." Axe smiled dismissively. It was as if I was just a little toy to him and he was the boy who broke the little toy at will.

"You talk too much, baby girl. I don't like it," he said coldly. Followed by his lips silencing mine. After that he crushed them roughly as usual.

I tried to close my lips completely, but Axe didn't let that happen. One of his hands touched a sensitive spot on my body, and I couldn't guarantee not to open my lips to his touch. I let out a little sigh. But I held back, I didn't want him to dominate me and feel victorious.

The moment Axe drops his kiss. I take the opportunity, removing my hand from his grasp.

I angrily give him a hard slap. Axe's face turned to the side. Oh. God. I could hardly believe what I'd done. Obviously his slightly gaunt cheeks were flushed, but what made my heart flutter was his silence. Honestly, I was so scared. My body shuddered in horror as his gaze snapped toward me. Axe looked like he was going to be furious and he had a reason for it.

"How dare you!" Axe had a firm grip on my jaw. This allowed me to get a close look at his gray-hazel eyes. The look in his eyes showed anger and vulnerability at the same time. I was confused, what kind of sadness did that man feel. Wasn't he so cruel and heartless?

"Stop it!" I yelled when Axe suddenly pulled roughly on both sides of my pajamas. The buttons scattered to nowhere. It's a shame I'm not wearing a bra. It's an advantage for him to devour my body right away. I cried. Hating this mistake. Angry at myself for not being able to do anything about it.