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PUNISHING MY SWEET GIRL
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Marianne I gasped and woke up almost immediately jerking out of the soft bed as I felt the coldness of the water sinking into my brains. The sheets underneath turned wet as I jerk out from sleep. Fluttering my lashes multiple times to clear my blurry vision with the ice-cold water dripping from my hair down to my face, I seize my breath when my eyes caught hold of the person standing beside the bed with a bucket. “Rise and shine, bitch.” Her vicious voice made my skin crawl underneath not because of her act of pouring me water but because of her heart captivating beauty. My brain glitched just staring at the woman that was no less than my age, but her make-up was overrated. Who was she? And most of all, how did she get inside the room? From her tight fitted short dress, she wasn’t a worker here. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” I threw tiring blatant questions at her. Most especially, where was Ezekiel? I shifted my gaze away from her and towards the room devoid of
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION YOU WON'T BE THE LAST
Marianne Slowly I drew out from being unconscious with my eyes heavy, accompanied by the sticky sweat that ticked down my back. I was bound to a chair with both my hands and legs tied up. The warning bells struck again. I was kidnapped! The room had poor lighting illuminating from the four corners. The place seemed like an abandoned warehouse with creepy webs. I stuttered, gulping the fear that was feeding on my body. “Hello... Is anyone there...” My words echoed to be trapped in the four walls of the room. The feeling was way too familiar that I tasted my nervousness running down my throat. History was reiterating itself. Automatically, I gripped on the chair tightly when the door slowly cracked open, casting a dark shadow on the ground as the male body walked in with a cane in his hand. It was Ezekiel's grandfather! Wait, what was he doing here? “Sleeping beauty is finally awake. I thought that I would have to put a bullet in your head so that you would sleep forever,"
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION MADDING ANGER
Ezekiel In one of the many dark rooms in the underground factory in Russia were illegal gems and rare stones were being shipped from across foreign countries. I sat on a throne-like chair majestically. Tapping on the armrest, my neck raised high while my eyes were brewing with uttermost cruelty and danger pitching. I mouthed, dropping the smile while my eyes to glisten in brutal ness. “I see you won't speak. The diamond was safely packed along with the rest goods under my men's supervision and you say that it didn't arrive on the coast ship." A man covered in blood from head to toe, his eyes almost lifeless with his face badly beaten, his fingers were chopped off, leaving the middle one intact, but not for long. “I promise I don't know where they are. I never had my eyes on them after it left the factory Mr. Santiago is lying boss." he groaned, holding his chest. I flickered my tongue. The fool was still. Lying even when he was already on his way to the gates of death, he w
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION INTIMIDATED BY HIS PRESENCE
Marianne Gradually I opened my eyes to meet the fancy ceiling of the room and slowly the memories came back along with the pain. It took me sometime to adjust to the brightness. Getting up from the bed, smoke covered my vision, and I jerked up, alarmed. Was the place burning? I looked to the side, and I saw a faint shadow falling on the balcony of the room and my hands immediately reached out, holding my chest when my heart almost limped out from fear. What was he doing there, standing like a ghost? Slowly yet softly, I called out. “Ezekiel….” I walked up to where he was standing. From behind I noticed how his black hair was damped, his broad shoulders were well fitted in the white bathrobe. He stood looking as handsome as the devil, ready to steal my soul away. He held a cigarette as he smoked heavily. Now that I thought of it, he was always either smoking or drinking . I face palmed my head. I was thinking about him again. Looking at the floor twisting my fingers, I blandly vo
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION CHANGE IN DEMEANOR
Marianne His loud voice startled me that I was passivefied with fear hearing him raise his voice at me. He was being terrifying, and it was intense that I peeled my eyes from his. My lips quivered with tears threatening to fall. “And what if I don’t sign them?” I forced the words out of my mouth. “Don’t play mind games with me, girly.” He walked over to my chair and he bend his tall body to my level. “He might be kind to you, but I won’t.” “Ahhhh! It hurts.” I yelled out my lungs when Ezekiel brought his nails plugging it to my wrist and he twisted his fingers before he whispered in a dangerous voice. “I can do this all day long, Marianne, and you’re the only one who is going to be in pain.” Shakily I took the pen, hazardly penning my signature on the paper while his fingers were still brutally on my skin, making me confused in pain. My fair wrist turned red with finger markings, my eyelashes turned wet, and I looked away from him, not wanting him to see me in such a pitifu
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION CAUGHT IN DARKNESS
Marianne I now realize why she was acting this way. This woman loved money. Calmly, I answered. “I don’t have a boyfriend. Mother, Erin is mistaken. I took a per time job and my employer was nice enough to let his driver bring me home.” I took the initiative to cover everything that was happening in my life with a lie because I knew she would freak out, knowing that her daughter was living with one of the prominent personalities in New York. Rubbing my shoulders like she was trying to console me, she sprouted out. “It’s okay Marianne you don’t have to hide it, I’m totally okay with it, even if he’s an old man, remember as long as he has money I will gladly accept him, you don’t need to be ashamed.” The only person I was ashamed of was her. How can she even say such things to her own daughter? I might not be her own flesh and blood, but that doesn’t mean that she can just sell me off. “You are mistaken.” The seriousness of my words made the smile on her lips slowly evaporate to wh
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION DEVOUR YOU TO THE LAST DROP
Marianne I kept quiet, biting my lips. Nervously, I gulped, holding my bag tightly. A dark shadow fell on half part of his face. He was installing fear inside me and it was working because I felt my brain stop functioning when his gaze refused to leave mine. “Words, Marianne, that’s what I want to hear.” He sat down under the little lights that made his features darker. I pressed my legs down, wracking my brains to give a proper reply. “He forced the card on me….” My voice turned into a soft whisper that made him emerge from the bed. Pushing himself up, he moved towards me, his eyes not leaving mine. “And you failed to tell me. Just in a span of two days, you broke another rule.” It felt like he was trying to put more pressure on me to speak things which I shouldn’t. Forget about the card. How was I going to explain the reason I left without the driver? “I see you have much running in your head. I’m willing to give you a listening ear.” His smile scared me the most. I took a s
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION PASSIONLESS TUMOR
Marianne I gripped on the sheets and I felt my eyes pricked in tears when his fingers tore into the flesh above my hip. His calm voice maintaining the chilling atmosphere. “If this is your definition of me fucking you with no mercy, then you should be grateful. I don’t fuck girls Marianne I break them to the point that they can’t get up. Hard core sex.” He didn't drop the temperature, and I reached to stop his hand from the abuse and I was sure that he was doing this deliberately. I buried my face into the pillow, nudging his hand, but he didn’t budge. I force myself to say. “It hurts, please…” A tear quickly disappeared into the pillow. “I’m sorry. I thought you wanted to taste the treatment I give to other women, since you are not satisfied.” He flipped my body over. He had me lying on my stomach, pulling my hair. He leaned to whisper in my ears. “Why so quiet? Does it hurt? Tell me where it hurts.” He brought his devilish face to my neck as more tears streamed down my pr
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Clothes scattered across the ground, messy to the state that you don’t have to think hard to comprehend what happened. Tailing upwards the blanket was messy and it was barely covering their bodies, and underneath laid Marianne who was slowly stirring out of sleep with her head which swayed with heaviness. “Ahh….” She shot her hands to her head which felt like it was about bursting with pain. However everything around her soon escaped her hazing view that it was when she felt a bit subconscious of her environment did she click her head feeling something amidst.She couldn’t pick what was wrong, until her eyes were trapped onto someone and her eyes slowly filled itself with rampaging fear that hooked on the tip of her throat, feeling the fucking fears crawling its way into her spine.Horror-struck, she couldn’t say a word and motionlessly stared at the man who laid beside her, his grey eyes closed and his appearance wasn’t in a presentable state.He was naked, and at the thought of it
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION What Shouldn't Have Happened
Both men shook hands and subconsciously it had Marianne’s stomach rumble with wary because knowing Xander he spelt nothing but trouble to things attached towards her.She knew that what she was currently doing, which included hanging out with Easton wasn’t right because Ezekiel would definitely go berserk when he find outs, which was enough reason to keep her distance away from Xander.“So I’m curious, how did you both meet and how were you able to convince sweetest Marianne to go out on a date with you, oops…. I meant party.” Quickly Xander gave an apologetic expression that Marianne could swear that it wasn’t one bit genuine.Easton turned quite intrude with the man and his bright personality. He answered. “Well we met during a party and since then we became friends, so judging from the fact that we’re friends it wasn’t that hard to convince her to attend.” Attentively, Xander shook his head. He picked up a glass of wine when a waiter passed by and he took a sip were quickly Marian
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION friends, family and foes
“Wow Marianne, where did you know this person? This gown cost more than $30,000 and it’s from a famous brand, too.” Angel gasped at the expensive dress adorn with shiny stones. The dark blue dinner dress with a low neckline and a fitted tight waist, tiny ropes laced the back down to the waist, which would enhance the hips of the person wearing it. It was differently a stunner and most definitely expensive. Marianne held the same drop of a stunning expression, her eyes tightly fixed on the dress. He wasn’t joking when he said that he would get her the most beautiful dress he could lay his hands on. Temporarily short of speech, Marianne could only goggle at the masterpiece. Angel sighed, shaking her head, and spoke. “Did he say what kind of party you will be attending? Because from the look of this dress, it's definitely not an ordinary party.” A total number of four days had passed. Living these four days was probably one of the most peaceful days of her life. After the accident of
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION CRAWLING PAST
Her screams echoed loudly, only to be trapped with the roaring noise booming in the bar. Tears stained her face and fear apprehended her entire being, her breathing harsh. Ezekiel kept his fingers inside of her, feeling the warmness brewing from her sweet hole. He couldn’t understand the reason why he was suddenly attracted to her when there was nothing special about her. She was just like any ordinary Italian girls which he had fucked. Jerry piled out a little laughter. “hehe, I see Mr. Quinns is really interested in her. Why don’t you take one of the upstairs room?” He grin. Beth made an attempt at controlling her tears and her body tried clambering down from the sin of the man’s fingers. Her teary eyes snapped at Ezekiel’s voice, which were based on her eyes, making her breathing reach the sky. He fixed his eyes on her face before reaching that of Jerry’s. He worded. “Take her to my room, get her tied up. I think I will be playing with this one a little.” “Yes, yes, of cour
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION STRAIGHTEN HER AT HIS WILL
Digging her nails into her palms, she gritted her teeth, and she promptly took sharp breaths. She found his eyes as he stared at her with intensity. His manly scent whipped in her nose as his body leaned close to her. She shouldn’t get herself entangled with another person. “I’m sorry if you felt my actions were aiming at that direction. I’m merely worried about you. That’s all, trust me.” His words held sincerity reaching his grey eyes, but for Marianne, it was hard to trust another man. She tightened a smile on her face, burning the dangerous energy. “I’m sorry my emotions got a little out.” She cleared her throat awkwardly. Her head was just a few inches from touching his chest, and he was quick to move back. She pointed out. “I will be taking my leave.” Her job here was done. And she heard Easton’s voice toning out. “Let me drop you off.” He proposed, hoping that she would agree. “No.. No, it’s fine. I don’t want to disturb you again.” she had disrupted his work, and s
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION MEETING HIM AGAIN
Staring at her reflecting face in the mirror, she slowly combed her hair, her eyes hooding with dark circles, puffing with redness, signifying that she didn’t have a wink of sleep throughout the entire night. With a gentle motion, Marianne placed the brush down and found herself unable to tear her eyes away from her own face. No expression ran on her face, but her eyes dripped in dullness and void from life, just like every morning she woke up in that room, in his house. She thought that coming back home would relief her heart, will take down all the weight hanging in her chest, but everything just felt the same probably worst. Her eyes trembled, forcing herself to smile at the mirror. Marianne walked out with a blue jeans and white top, her hair tied in a ponytail over a cap, and she hugged her little bag, when she sighted her mother, packing the untouched food from last night. Since she didn't want to engage in any early morning arguments with anyone, her intention was to le
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION REFLECTING PAINS AND ANGER
Marianne smiled through her tears. The plain white lie lightened the woman’s heart, and it was enough to see. “Really, he let you go. Oh thank the heavens, I can’t begin to imagine what you might have passed through in his hands.” Her words were only the shred of what Marianne had gone through. She held her mother’s hands, trying her best to maintain the smile that threatened to fall from her trembling lips. “Everything is fine now. It’s all behind us, and let’s look at the days ahead.” Marianne looked around the place before looking back at her to ask. “Where Erin? Is she not home?” Eveline sniffed. “She went out with her friends. Why don’t you go up and refresh yourself? Your room is the second one to the right.” Marianne flickered the switch, and the room glowed up, her eyes recklessly scanned the room, looking at things here and there, even though the place was completely different it still held a little familiarity, her things were properly arranged and she felt like tear
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION FEAR OF A MOTHER
Or that he killed his sister. The words echoed in Marianne’s head repeatedly that she could swear that her mind was trying hard to digest what the woman said. She was his mother. Marianne became puzzled as to why she would say something like that. It is true that she is aware of Ezekiel's capability to end someone's life, but to kill his own sister... She paused her thoughts when a familiar scene played in her eyes. And then came a taunting voice. You saw what he did to his own biological father, so what difference does it make between a father and sister? Mrs. Quinn’s lips materialized a dirty grin smirk, “He killed her, his soil his hands with her blood and his doing the same with his father, what kind of psychopath refuses to allow his father undergo a surgery that would save his life.” Ezekiel, the name chanted in her head. In a sudden gesture, Mrs. Quinns reached out and gently grasped Marianne's hands, causing the startled girl to look at her with a mix of wariness and long
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Marianne’s face folded with horribleness, her fingers trembling as she felt her heart arching. She stared at the woman again and subconsciously swallowed. Bella, who had no clue why Marianne appeared pale, gently reached out for Marianne's fingers, covering them with her own, and proceeded to ask her with a delicate frown, slowly. “Are…you.” Suddenly Marianne spurred up, forcing the woman’s voice to halt, her eyes finding Marianne. Marianne, in a state of panic, swiftly approached Bella and hastily took back the plastic bag, expressing her apologies. She then abruptly turned and stormed away from the woman. Marianne's fear was evident as her face radiated with terror, causing her to lose concentration. Overwhelmed, she leaned against the wall, clutching her chest, while beads of sweat trickled down her skin. The air around her seemed to intensify the heat, creating a stifling sensation within her body. Marianne extended her arm towards the water dispenser, grasping for it, and t
