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Roxanne “Pl-please, st-stop it." I shutter out. My throat hurts from all the begging and shouts. My hands are freed but I don't have the energy to move. I don't know how much time has passed. His ragged breathing is fanning my neck as I lay on his stomach. My hairs cascading down and hiding our faces. I tilt my head up and whimper when his thrust becomes rough. My hands are holding on his shoulders as he moves my hips to his pleasure. My hips buckle as I feel myself coming. I yelp when he flips us. My hazy sight fell on his face. I tilt my head up while my back arches as his thrust becomes harder, his breathing getting heavier. His hands beside me, holding his body up as he moves back and forth. My hands grab his wrist as I feel him filling me uptenth time. I whimper in pain when he pulls himself out. Is it finally over? Tears started falling through my eyes. He finally got what he wanted. He finally raped me. I look away to the side. I don't have the energy to get up. Su
Roxanne I see some movements in my peripheral vision. I look to the side and see an air hostess passing by me. I abruptly get on my feet. I can ask for help from her. I am sure she will help me. She stops beside Isaac. “Excu…." Isaac cuts me off. “Bring some light wait food. And make it quick." Isaac orders her. She nods her head in understanding. Isaac's eyes on me. His eyes, capturing every movement of me, looking through my soul, creating discomfort in their way. She turns and starts walking towards me. I look away from Isaac. His eyes are waiting for me to see what I will do. She halts in front of me when she sees me standing. She asked, “Do you need anything, Mrs Roxanne?" I look over at Isaac, from beside her. His head resting on his fisted palm and his face adoring a bored look. I gulp the ball of restlessness. Why am I hesitating? I can't hesitate. I shouldn't. I part my lips, instantly his lips twist in a smirk as if knowing what I am trying to say. I
Roxanne “Are you done with your stroll, love." He mutters. His breath hits my nape. The cool air hitting my barely covered body with full force sending chills down my spine. “I hate you." I mutter. His hold on my belly turns bruising, making me wince. “You didn't even love me to begin with to hate me." He strikes back. I just snicker. He doesn't really know anything. Should I just tell him just to make him regret? I grasp his hand and pull it away from my belly. He lets me. I take a step forward and swirl and come face to face with him. “Let me tell you something. I had started to love you…" his face twists in a surprise for a millisecond. “but thankfully I didn't fall hard for you." He is the first man whom I liked somewhat, falling for him. And I hate myself for it. How can I like such a despicable man? “And never will I fall for you. Never will I love you. Remember that." I take a step beside him and saunter towards the car, parked a few metres ahead. He sudd
Roxanne I play with the pancake, lost in my thoughts. Is Brent still in the hospital? He must be since it has been just one day. His dad must really be angry. I am sure even if he has lost his legs and is lying on the hospital bed, his father wouldn't stop himself from giving some beatings to Brent. I hope I could be there to save him from his father. But would Brent let me? I bet he hates me now. I come out of my thoughts when my chin is yanked up. I blink my eyes to get a clear view. “When you are with me, you should be attentive to me. Got it." He barks. “I hate it when you are lost in the thoughts of someone else in front of me." His thumb strokes the lining of lips. He creeps it up very slowly and thrust it inside my parted lips. I nodded my head as a shiver passed through me. He swipes his thumb under my tongue. I suck down the saliva and he groans when unconsciously I suck his thumb in the process. He removes his thumb out of my lips with a pop and licks it clean with h
Roxanne I slump on his chest. Our ragged breathing mingled with each other. The balcony glass door, rattling due to the storm brewing outside. He collects my slightly damp hair and tugs my head up. Wincing, I look up. He leans down and his lips descend on mine, taking it in a kiss. I flip my head away from him, breaking the kiss and I push him back. His back collides with the headboard. Wincing I rise from above him. His length is still inside me. I heave a breath of relief when I flip on the bed, at the very corner beside him. “What was that?" He growls. I turn my back on him and pull the quilt above me. And the very next minute he turns me by my shoulders very harshly and makes me face him. “What the fuck was that?" I look down at his nose. His eyes are terrifying me. I gulp the lump formed in my throat and say. “You are done taking your pleasure and I am tired, so I want to sleep." My breathing stops when I see him gritting his teeth in anger. He is going to slap me a
Isaac“You don't want to be alone, right?" I nod my head. My head, snuggling his chest. The last days alone were terrifying. The eerie silence of the mansion suffocated me. I never ever want to feel that again. He cups my face and makes me look up. “Then do what I asked you to. Love me like your life depends on it. Care for me, the same care which you have for your sis. Be my best friend just like you are for that shit. Desire me like you desire for your dreams. Become mine, Roxanne." I let his words sink in me. And the very next minute I take a step back wanting to create some distance between us as realisation dawns on me. His hands fall back to his side. “You planned this?" I asked, still unsure. But when he remained silent I got the answer. A smile full of mockery erupts through my lips. “Yes, you planned this. You fucking planned this. What could I have expected?" I look his figure up and down as he eye’s me with a cold look. “Fucking rapist." I add. “Ahhhh." I yelp when h
Roxanne“Ma'am, you really need to take this seriously. Haa." Laura signs heavily as I ignore her teachings. My eyes are finding interest outside in the garden where red roses are blooming to its fullest. “Let's not do this today, because clearly you are not in the mood." She adds after not seeing any attempt from me to do what she wants me to do. I lift my legs up and cross them. The wound on my knees had healed to some extent. Isaac didn't come home yesterday. Though I am grateful, I am partly frightened of being alone again in this mansion. Yesterday night went in a blink since I slept like a log. Where is he even? I didn't even see any houses here when I ran away the first day that I came. “Laura." I call her out and look toward her. She has made herself comfortable on the sofa across from me. Her hair in a sleek pony and like everyday she is adorning a suit. “Yes, ma'am." I shift so I face her directly. “Where do you live?" I asked. She must be living here. And the myster
Roxanne His eyes hardened. I clench my palms in a fist to stop them from trembling. His hands loosened from around me as he separated himself from me, taking me by surprise. He cups my cheeks by his palm and his thumb traces my lips. Our eyes stuck on each other. His hand moves back, under my hair, stopping on my nap as he cups it. He pulls me down by my nape rather harshly and my lips instantly descend on his. My wet hair cascades down on his shoulders dripping water on them. My hands land on his shoulders. He bites my lips making me wince in pain. His hold on my nape bruising. His other hand tugs away my barely holding towel. I stand before him, naked. Cool air hits me, creating goosebumps all over my body in their wake. His lips, moving in a rhythm with mine. His kiss, rough, as if emitting his anger on my lips. His other hand caressing the side of my belly. We get low on oxygen and we part. I glare at him. Fucking bastard must be horny. After a small staring session
Epilogue “If that is all you can all go. Thankyou for all of your hard work." Roxanne directs her team. All the members leave one by one. After the office gets empty, Roxanne grabs her things and gets ready to leave. She takes the elevator for the parking lot. She steps out of the elevator and ambles towards her car. Her soul and heart, eager to reach home. Her shoes clicked against the pavement and resonated in the empty parking lot. She opens the door of her car and instantly a shriek resonantes in the empty parking lot as she gets pulled inside. Her shriek gets muted by a kiss as Isaac attaches his lips with his love. His hands hurried as he pulled her in and settled her on his lap. Roxanne's hand lands on his shoulder as she gets lost in the kiss. Both of their lips move erotically as they quench their thirst for each other. Isaac's hand moves under her crop top. His hands cups her clothed chest and moves his kisses down when Roxanne starts getting low on oxygen. “Isaac, our
Roxanne I amble inside my room leaving him to mingle with his children. I look outside the window and breathe heavily. I clench my phone. Switching it open I call Brent. As soon as I had recovered from pregnancy and was allowed to go where I wanted without any assistance, I flew back to California. I straightaway went to Brent's home after I gave the children to a daycare. The Miller Mansion was locked when I had reached our neighborhood. I had sneaked into his room the same way as I always did. He was shocked finding me at his window. I had instantly took him in a hug as a full blown cry erupted through me. I had asked for his forgiveness and told him everything. With teary eyes I had watched him as he took in each and everything. “I don't know what I should say." He said. “It has already happened. So there is nothing I can do." He looks at me. “It has already happened." He smiles. “Though I can't run, I can still ride a bike, these artificial legs are quite useful…" tears s
Isaac I get on my feet and walk towards her. She eyes me with a neutral face. I pull her in a hug and snuggle my face in her neck. “You have finally accepted me." I say. “You have finally forgiven me. I had lost the faith of getting back to you." And the very next minute I get pushed by her hands. I look down at her. Her lips looked more pink. Can I kiss her? “You have a wrong idea here…" I fluttered my eyes up to her eyes. “I haven't forgiven you. Neither have I forgotten anything." She removes my hands from her forearms and they limp to my side. Is this one of her games to get revenge? Is she punishing me by giving a taste of a family only to take it away. If she has, I will never be able to bear it. “Do you want anything?" She asked as she turned. I follow her. My eyes fell on her ass and it looked tempting. Can I take her here and now? Unknowingly I step closer to her and stand immensely close to her. Her hold on the jug tightens. My breath heats her ears and neck. My e
Isaac I turn and instead of going towards the office of the manager of this hotel I walk towards the receptionist. My heart is beating loudly. I will just have a look at them. Just like a stranger I will look at them and nothing more. With an absent mind I stopped before the receptionist. Her eyes swivel towards mine and she gets alert seeing me. I gulped the lump and parted my lips to ask about my lo…. I mean her. But except air nothing came out. Thankfully Rose asked her in my stead. “Um, there is a guest living in your hotel. Her name is Roxanne Rodriguez." I doubt she is using that surname anymore. Just like how she discarded my existence she must have discarded the surname of my family. The family which she hates. “Mrs Roxanne Rodriguez is in room no 1223. Floor 25." I get surprised. She didn't change her surname. Suddenly I remembered the promise. ‘I promise that you can meet them as their uncle. And I will always be Isaac Rodriguez's wife.’ I turn and start walk
Isaac “Look at your face." She says with a smile as I remain shocked in place. “It's so satisfying to see your face right now." She sighs. “It was worth it to bear you all these months and play the role of a loving wife who can't get over her husband." ‘I love you, Isaac.'‘Oh my husband, you look cute when you are angry. I think one of the babies always gets angry when I shout at you. Because the kick is more painful.’ ‘Hey, you can't laugh like that. They are your babies that desire such weird combinations.’‘You are such a loving father, Isaac.’ Tears well up in my eyes. “Don't joke." I plead. If she is joking then it's not a good joke. She eyes me with a sadistic smile. “I can't believe you still think that it's a joke. Get over it. I can't believe you fell for my game." I step towards her and cup her cheeks. “I said It's. Not. Funny. Anymore." I grit out. She slaps my hand away as she spats. “Don't touch me." The disgust in her eyes told me that she is not lying. “I can ne
Isaac “Hah." I sigh heavily as Lisa closes the door behind me. Today I saw my life leaving me when I saw her falling. If I hadn't caught her on time I could have lost my babies and worse both of them. A glass of water is offered to me. I take that from Lisa's hand and chug it down. I gave her the empty glass as I asked, “Did I do good by coming to her and forcing myself in her life?" When I ran to catch her I never ever intended to step in her life till she gave birth. But when I touched her belly I got greedy, so greedy that I threw myself in her life forcefully. “I don't know, sir." Lisa answers. “Call that psychiatrist." I ordered. I grab a cigarette as Lisa leaves to fetch the psychiatrist. Finding myself alone in the confines of the room a full blown laugh escapes my lips. Tears brim at the corner of my eyes. My feisty Roxanne is back. The way she fought back was so joyful. I can do anything to have her fight with me. “Sir…" I stop laughing and look at Lisa. “I have
Roxanne Goosebumps rise all over my body as I see him. Fear tugs my heart as my widened brown eyes clash with his grey ones. My stomach twisted in terror as I registered his angered face. “What the hell were you thinking by running like that?" He shouts and I flinch. I clench my fist to stop it from trembling. “You could have endangered yourself along with our children." He asserts as his palm strokes my huge belly. And that breaks me out of my daze as I shout, “They are not your children." The people in the garden halt their talks and movements as they start looking at us. When I heard the barking of the dog, I didn't look around, knowing fully well that Leven was barking. He scowls as I glare at him. I will never give these children to him. He is nothing to them. Even if I feel disgusted by them sometimes, that doesn't mean I will not keep them. Isaac's main punishment will be that these children will never be his. “Fucking, clear out this place." He bellows and a sudder
Roxanne My phone pinges with a notification. Instantly I strike for it. I grab it and see the message of Pierson. With bated breath I opened it. ‘Watch the news.’ The message quoted.I started looking for the remote. I get irritated when I don't find it anywhere. Being impatient I start thrashing the room. Leven steps away from me. I find the remote in the drawer of the night stand. I clench the remote. I had bought Pierson back at the mansion and in the confines of the room I had let her make a video of me revealing each and everything. Unlike in the past, this time I didn't hide anything. I told each and everything. It was hard at first. Every word uttered by me made me relive those moments once again. It was like I was living them again, struggling every breath as every pain and fear resurfaced. With every word I found myself struggling in that mansion. When I was finished I felt as if some burden had been lifted off of me. It was like I could breathe again. The pain an
Isaac I groan as I massage my head. My head is splitting. Where am I? I squint my eyes open and instantly close them when the bright light irritates me. I feel someone's hand on me. Annoyed, I jerk it away without a care and instantly a very girly squeal hits my ear buds, irritating the hell out of me. What the fucking hell am I? Annoyance creeps up my body when I get conscious of the same girly voice whining away about the way I jerked her hand away. “Shut the fuck up." I growl. My head is spinning. My throat is burning. This fucking light is irritating the heck out of me. And this girl is annoying me. “Turn off the light." I growled. “Sorry, Isaac. I will turn it off." I hear that woman's voice. Who the heck is that woman? How come I ended up this way? What happened earlier? I straightened up as I was practically laying on the sofa. I fluttered my eyes open and this time the light was dim. I look around and as I register the office around me and the woman before me I