*********Warning Explicit Content!
Abby’s POV
I was already wearing a dress when I woke up. I wrapped my arms around myself and walked downstairs on my tiptoes so no one could hear me, even though everyone else was half asleep.
I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator so I could get a glass of water.
I feel better and calmer after I drink the water. Suddenly, Someone turned on the lights, and I saw five guns aimed at me. I let out a soft sigh and opened my eyes wide.
I put up my shaking hands, and when they saw it was just me, I could see the frustrated look on their faces.
Then Fabian came, and they moved aside for him. My heart starts to beat like I've seen a hero. "It's okay," he said, and his soft voice put me at ease. He also told his guards to leave us alone.
“What are you doing at this hour? It's 3 am…” He said as he leaned forward to look at my nervous face. “You look so pale, are you alright?”
"No, I saw five guns pointed at me and ready to blow my head off. Do you think I'll be okay?" I said it in a sarcastic way and ducked my head to avoid his intense look.
He stare at what I’m wearing, “And what the fuck are you wearing?”
“W-WHAT?” I checked myself in shock and sees, I don’t have a bra and my nipples are so visible in this kind of dress and I bit my lower lip while slowly looking up to see his reaction.
“Have I told you last night that I’m not done with you yet?”
I backed away from him and walked upstairs as if I’m running but he was behind me taking every step to get closer to me.
I glanced at him and opened the door in panic but it’s too late now. He had already grabbed my hand and pushed me inside the room.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
"I'm going to show how bad I am." When he removes his clothes, I cannot help but drool over his biceps and abs. I've never been around when a man took off his clothes. Men usually respected me and wouldn't do something like this in front of me, but this man was so dirty!
He pushed me onto the round table in my room and rubbed his big bulge against a sensitive part of my body that made me want to shudder.
"Fabian!"
Then he took off my undies and stuck his hot, vibrating d*ck in my thigh, saying, "Feels so good baby, you make me horny."
I shake my head and keep pushing back against him, but he makes me feel so weak because he is so fucking strong.
Then, when he started to shove his manhood inside me, I screamed in pain and pleasure at the same time. "You are so tight, princess..."
"Get away from me!"
It feels like he's tearing me apart. He didn't know this was my first time, so he was so rough and not even gentle with me.
Then he started to push and pull again and again, even though I begged him to stop. He cupped and gripped my breast and kept moaning as my flower started to wrap his big c*ck.
He handcuffed my both hands while he kept thrusting me and pounding me so badly, I felt so hot and sensed that something was about to be released; I cum.
I could not control my orgasms, so this is the sensation of getting f*cked for the first time. Although I enjoyed it, I'm angry with myself for allowing it to occur.
He gripped both of my breasts and leaned forward to suck and lick my b++bs. "Oh, damn…I want you every fucking day and night!" he said while closing his eyes and mouth.
Fabian pulled his d*ck when he opened his eyes and saw the bloodstain on the table, "What the f*ck…" he said, and he lowered his head, he glanced at me, and his eyes were sparkling with joy and mixed with conscience, "so you're a virgin?"
I got down and faced him. My body convulsed with quick cries and tears. I smacked his face, but he became enraged and kissed me again, saying, "That's why I want a wife like you, because this is all your work, and you must please me."
Fabian compelled me to sign the marriage contract with him today, and instantly, I became his wife.
"By becoming my wife, I offered your father a substantial contract. They no longer have to worry about bankruptcy."
Then he pushed his massive cock inside me, I don’t like that I am having s*x with the enemy. The criminal bastard! But why am I enjoying this?
I touch his chest while saying, “S-stop…”
“I can’t stop anymore, Abby. you will be f*cked every second if I want to. After this sinful s*x, you can choose to leave or stay.” he said as he is breathing heavily and pulled out his d*ck and spray the sticky and white cum in my navel and he smiled.
But he never stopped, until I passed out.
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I wake up in a very dark room, I check myself and I am still naked inside the blanket. I feel so called then a hand just grabs my breast from behind and my back is touching his naked body, I become nervous and I take a look at who this man is, it was Fabian who’s sleeping soundly next to me.
I moved slowly and tried to take his hand away from me, but he just woke up and he stared at me, I widened my eyes and his eyes landed on my b++bs.
He pulled my hand and I fell to his hard and hairy chest. “You need to sleep.” he whispered to my ear, his voice is husky and raspy, his breathing in my neck and I just slap his face, “You just r*ped me! You idiot!” I yelled at him,
“That was not rape, you’re my wife now and you like it a lot! Do you want more? I’ll give you more…” he said and he pins both of my arms on the bed while he is on top of me now.
“Don’t touch me ever again…”
Abby’s POV I awoke with a severe headache, and my eyes were puffy from sobbing the day before. I feel as though my body has betrayed my mind by desiring to be touched and kissed by him. My parents did not raise me to be Fabian's prey, as it was not who I was. I take a deep breath because I will try to get out of this hell place even if it takes me every day to fail, but at least I tried. Then, when I'm ready to leave, I grab the only dress left in the closet. It's a white minidress, and I bite my lower lip as I try to wear it because it's so uncomfortable. Then, when I opened my door and looked around, I didn't see anyone. I took a step forward while tiptoeing down the stairs and when I got to the front doorstep. A guard yelled at me, "Hey! Where are you going?!" But I didn't listen to him, and I tried to open the front door, which luckily wasn't locked. Then I took one more step through the gate and heard Fabian's loud voice on the front door. I looked at him with scared eyes an
Abby’s POV "I will never come back to you again!" I yelled at him while crying and then walked away from him. My eyes are already swollen from sobbing as a result of the agony and misery that has been inflicted upon me. "Stop running away from me, Abby!" He spoke gently, yet his voice was so compelling that it could make me stop walking, and I looked at him with a fierce and penetrating gaze. "Do you know why I always try to avoid you? It's because I don't even know you." I answered him in a calm voice, and when I didn't hear anything back, I just turned around and got in a taxi to go somewhere far away from him. I took a deep breath and reached for my purse to find my credit card to pay for the taxi. When I got to the place where I used to live when I was young, I realized that this is where I tried to save all my money for a small apartment when I was in college, and now I'm here. I'm back in this place again. I opened the door to the old apartment with the keys in my purse and
Abby’s POV "Well, I don't feel special just because I'm different..." I tapped furiously on the table with my hand. "Your family doesn't want you, Abby. I'm now your family, so you're my wife, and you signed the contract. remember?!" Then I looked into his eyes, which were as cold as ice and as deep as my soul. "What do you want me to do? What am I supposed to do as your wife then?!" "Do whatever you can to make me happy." “I’m not a clown!” I yelled at him. "No, you're not a clown but my wife. It's a responsibility of yours to please me." Then he leaned over to kiss my forehead, slammed the door, and left me in the spacious dark room. *********** I got out of bed and made an effort to investigate the goings-on in this mysterious mansion. I have no idea what the Mafia is involved in, but in my head, they are just as nasty as any other criminal, out to get rich quickly and kill anyone who stands in their way. I bring my phone along and take pictures all over the mansion. Th
Abby’s POV When his hand squeezed the delicate part of my body, it made me feel nervous, so I took a deep breath and slapped his handsome face. I'm not happy with what he's doing to me because his hot kisses make me lose control of my body. "Why did you slap me, woman?!" He asked while rubbing the side of his face, then grabbed my face and playfully kissed me. I've been trying to get away from him, but I can't. He grabbed my lips and sucked me like there wasn't going to be another day. I took a breath between those kisses that almost killed me, and when he was done, I looked at his face. Then he said while panting, "Take off your undies...I want to touch your core..." "Huh?" I asked with wide eyes. "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Or do I need to say it again?!" He asked while looking at my face so I lowered my head and slowly took off my lace underwear. Then he put his finger inside my femininity, which made me gasp and look at him in shock. My face was red, and I could
Abby’s POV "Hey, wake up." He touched the side of my face while staring at me intently. I sighed and looked around. It was a beautiful modern castle. There was a line of maids waiting to greet Fabian. "Is this your home?" I take a deep breath. "My parents' place." He told me, and then he opened the door for me. Then we walked to the aisle, and I was so nervous because those maids were staring at me. They didn't look like regular maids at all. I looked over at Fabian, who was standing next to me. He seems so calm, and his eyes are straight on the front door of the modern castle. When the big door opened, his parents and a few other people were there to greet us. "Oh, is this the sweetheart babe you were telling me about?" The woman in her mid-50s looked at me and walked over to hug me. I was nervous about meeting new people, but this woman seemed so friendly and warm. "Hey, you must be Abby Miller?" She asked. "Hi, Nice to meet you." I greeted her with a kind smile even though
Abby’s POV “No, I’m sorry…” "Don't ask for forgiveness…ask for mercy!" "You asked for this, Abby," he growled as he pushed me to bed. "What are you doing?" I asked with a soft sigh, and my lips were quivering in fear. He quickly took off my dress, and I embraced myself in dread and said, "No, don't!" As soon as he saw me crying out of fear, he stopped. I think he had been this rough with other women before, which is why he didn't mind punishing them with rough sex. He stood in front of me and sighed, "I'm going to tell you one thing! This is just a warning! If you disobey me again, I may not be able to stop myself!" Then he took off his long sleeves and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower because I could tell from the look in his eyes that he wanted to devour me whole, and he was burning with desire and arousal but stopped himself from wanting me. Why? If he wants to, he can. I closed my eyes and wrapped myself in the quilt. When he was done, I felt him come up be
Abby’s POV "Huh? What do you think?" Natasha waved her gun around like it was a toy, and Ariella said calmly. "Put down your gun or Fabian will kill you today," She put her gun down and gulped as she heard Fabian just come out of the front door. Fabian and his team just got back from a long meeting. When he looked at me, I turned my head down because I didn't want to look at him. "What are you doing here, Natasha?!" Natasha laughs and says, "Hmm, Fabian, I only want to see you. Is something wrong with seeing you? You don't miss your former sex slave?" "Don't talk to me like that!" Fabian's voice rang through the house, and his eyes burned with anger as he looked at Natasha. Natasha became as scared as a rabbit of its predator, and just as she was about to walk, Xander came and said. "Natasha! I've been looking for you! Follow me!" "Yes, Master…" She put her hands behind her back and went upstairs with Xander. Fabian took a few steps toward me and whispered, "Are you alright?
Abby’s POV "How can you treat us like this?! You hurt us by getting married to Fabian Collins without telling us." Faye followed me at the back of the church while I tried to calm down from the chaos and shame she caused when she yelled at my wedding and called me a slut. "Yeah, by calling me a slut in front of everybody?!" She made a mocking face, reached for my hair, and broke my clip. "You! I expect you to be good to my family. You owe them your own existence; without them, you cease to exist as Abby Miller." "Please, what are you talking about? Are you talking nonsense again, Faye?! If my wedding bothered you so much, then you are free to go." I pulled away from her grip, and when she was about to slap my face, a man's firm hand stopped her from hurting me. "Oops, you cannot hurt my wife like that." Faye’s expression became pale as she glanced at Fabian and she immediately let go from his grip. Then she pointed a finger at me, “We are not done yet, Abby! You will face mom