Chapter 4

KIARA'S POV

He presses me to the wall and looks me in the eye. I feel he is talking directly to my soul. 

" No! You got it wrong, I'm sorry for barging into your room but I had to, to save my..." I am almost pleading with him.

"In this room, you obey my rules" he chuckles. I am no longer pinned to the wall. I am standing in front of his bed. I should have known that he plans to have me on his bed when he released me.

"What if I don't" I tried to hide the quiver in my voice. 

"Then you will be punished," he says smoothly. Coming closer and closer to me. If I move a little backward, I will fall to his bed. That was his plan and I knew it. What if I decide to stay standing? He will continue moving closer. What should I do?

My brain almost burst while sorting out options. My heart beats faster than usual. Maybe I am watching television right now and replacing myself with the characters or perhaps reading a story. This is what happens in movies and stories only. Could it be happening to me too? Or am stuck inside a story...? I don't seem to understand what is happening to me right now.

This stranger examines every part of my body. He finally succeeded in having me in his bed and he leans almost on me! My body was generating heat already. " I think I might like the punishment " I whispered to his ear. It was a reflex action. I swear I didn't do that consciously. 

"I swear you won't " his eyes are burning with passion. The blue pair of eyes were radiating. He smiles wickedly at me. He quickly buried his lips into mine and bites it softly. I feel the juicy thirst of wine on my lips. Sadly, I love it! 

He looks greedily and impatiently at me. I am getting bolder and showing initiative. The main thing is that he shouldn't suspect anything. I will use one of the rape defense techniques I have learned from school on him. 

" I won't do anything without your permission" he stops suddenly and starts to caress my hair. His body weight was on my stomach but surprisingly I don't feel the heaviness. I smile and blinks my eye. But he responds differently. I only smiled because he would ask for my permission. But rather he misunderstood. He thinks I give him my permission.

"I like it wild" he fetches me up from the bed and sharply, grabs me by my waist, and jerks me to the wall... I can't feel my breath any longer. All I see is his illusion. I felt dizzy for a moment. 

"Will it all end quickly? I find myself asking. Tears blurred my vision. His iron rod hand massages my neck as he sniffs consciously. I think maybe because he likes the smell of the signature perfume I sprayed on my neck earlier on. 

One moment, I just really want to like everything and make this evening special, the other moment, I feel my heart pounding with guilt. 

He smiles happily making it clear that he is glad to have me with him. His eyes study my face, they look at me greedily. He seals my mouth with a kiss. His hot tongue penetrates my mouth. I stretched my hand towards his shoulder to push him away but I couldn't. Instead, my hands hugged his shoulders more tightly. He perceived all this differently. He thinks that my desire to protest was an attempt to get more intimate with him.

His lips moved to my right shoulder. I feel his teeth on my skin. He bites my neck passionately but softly

Anger suddenly burns in me, how long am I going to avoid resisting? Until he reaps my cloth off? Until he finally pushes me back to his bed. I can't get myself to imagine how many people must have had sex in the same bed. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. He actually bites me! Is he one of the sex beasts I have been seeing in novels? 

Just as I was about to get hold of myself and push him away, he stops abruptly. He laid me on his bed and covers my body with his white duvet. 

" I am done" he chuckles as he draws the duvet over my skin. I want to ask what he meant by he is done. Does it have something to do with the fact that he has been calling me his mate? I must have misunderstood him all this while. 

"I know you are not ready to have a liaison with me, you will fall asleep soon. If you don't find me when you awake. Please wait here for me. I will drop a note if anything urgent comes up, if I ever get to leave your side tonight I will let you know" I could barely hear him. His blurry figure stood beside the bed. My head began to pound and I feel a lot dizzy.

What has this strange man given to me? He is not someone I can trust in his words given the fact that I already identify him as a mafia member.

My vision of him become fainter as he moved to the cushion I saw earlier. I heard the sound of wine dropping steadily into a glass. The sound soon died but the sound of a lighter replaced it. soon I perceive the Saint of cigarette all over the room. 

My eyes were really closing. What should I do? An idea popped into my head. To run!!! But then I can't lift a limb. My body is so weak. I haven't felt this way before. Maybe I am on the verge of my death. My phone suddenly started to ring. Has Mila remembered that she came here with me? Could she find me and save my life? I want to answer the call but... I am too weak to pick up the phone.

I remember vividly the advice my poor granny has always given me. Is this how I'd  pay her back for taking care  of me. I could cleary imagine how she would feel even as she is lying helplessly in the hospital bed.

Just then I passed out...