Chp-5

Author Pov

“Or be my whore, warm my bed and I will let you live.”

Hearing his words Hazel’s thrashing increased as she was utterly disgusted by his offer. From the moment she had met him the first time in his mansion he had been giving her creeps.

The way his eyes look at her scares her and the way he had kept her as a captive she knew there must be some reason for him not killing her yet.

At first, she was afraid that he might want to torture her before taking her life after all the way that man who he killed was bloodied and looked like he had been getting tortured for God knows how long, she thought she might had the same fate.

But she never in her dreams thought he would want something like this from her. Her heart started drumming in her ears as the blood got drained out of her system.

“Come on now don’t you want to live?” She cried out when he again licked her wet cheeks. More tears trailed down her eyes as her body felt violated and disgust was the only emotion she was feeling sensing his hands all over her.

“P-Please let me go I swear I will never come back. I will never tell anyone about what I saw. I will disappear from your eyes from this city please ---” As soon as she started utterly those words which Cyrus didn’t like even bit.

He threw the gun on the mattress beside him and roughly turned her body cutting her words and making her gasp out at how harshly he turned her around.

Her legs fell beside his waist as she was completely pulled on his lap. He forced her to straddle him. He gave another jerk to her waist making her chest collide against his rock ones.

Her eyes snapped up to his. His greyish green dark eyes met her teary emerald ones. The way he looked at her was so dark that it almost made her run for hills. His grip on her waist tightened making her whimper.

He leaned his face down a little so he could come face to face with her.

“What the fuck did you just say?” He growled lowly making her flinch badly. His other hand went to her messy bun again and this time he roughly pulled the clip off her hairs that was keeping them tied up.

Her beautiful locks fell all over her shoulders. Even though she doesn’t have that much silky hair. Her hairs are a mixture of curly and straight but still, her brown hair looked extremely fascinating to his eyes. Might not be silky but they were indeed long and shiny.

But that time his whole focus was on her face as his glare was the only emotion he looked at her with. He wanted nothing more than to drill the thought of not ever escaping him in her mind.

He took a handful of her hairs in his palm and fisted them so hard that she felt like crying out loud at the painful grip. He jerked her back tightening his grip on her waist making her sob out.

“You will never leave me! Do you get it you will never fucking escape me? You are mine now. I will burn the whole world if you again thought spitting that disappearing from my eyes shit again!”

Hazel’s heart fell in the pit of her stomach hearing his words. What is he even saying? A minute ago he wanted to kill her and now he’s claiming her as his. Before she could decipher what was happening a pained cry left her throat as he jerked her head back even more.

Her scalp was on fire. She felt like her hair will be pulled off its roots anytime. It was damn painful. Her hands that were trying to push his shoulders now unconsciously got folded in pain.

She fisted his shirt tightly digging her dainty nails in his shirt. Cyrus’s eyes darken in desire as her beautiful neck was right in front of his eyes. It looked so damn inviting and suckable.

He wanted nothing more than to attack them. He had no idea what was wrong with him? The mere thought of not being able to see her beautiful face again, not being able to touch her again, and not being able to look in those innocent big stones of emerald again made him restless.

He had no idea why he was angry at the thought of her leaving him but he knew one thing. He wants her. He wants her under him, at his mercy. He wants to ruin her in every way possible.

He wants to ruin that innocence her eyes hold. The monster inside him wants her purity to be tamed badly.

He let his face be buried in her crook making her whimper out. “You will not fucking run away from me. Get this fucking thing in your head. You are mine!” He seethed out in her neck making her part her lips as a cracked cry left her throat.

Even though her head was on fire of pain yet she didn’t give up and started hitting his shoulders with her tiny fists. Her eyes widened in pure terror when he pecked her throat bone.

Cyrus growled in disapproval at her continuous struggling. How much he hates resistance and this act of hers was doing but burn his desire higher.

She yelped out in shock closing her eyes when he did a flip and slammed her back against the worn-out mattress hovering above hers. Her legs were still around his waist as he penetrated his body between her legs before hovering face right above hers leaving only an inch difference. The gun because of the force fell on the floor.

Her eyes snapped up meeting his glowing greyish green ones which were shooting only anger and lust at her. Her bloodshot eyes were wide and in disbelief. How can someone’s gaze be this scary and killing? Her body shivered seeing the color of his eyes darkening.

“Don’t you fucking want to live HUH.” She shut her eyes when he growled the last word right on her face earning her a cracked sob.

Cyrus grabbed her throat in a gentle grip even though his touch was soft but it didn’t fail to burn her. She flinched thinking that he wanted to strangle her to death but he didn’t increase the pressure on her throat.

“Satisfy me and I will let you live.” He said making her shake her head.

“Please no. I don’t want this.” She whimpered out making him narrow his eyes in anger. He smirked tightening his grip on her neck a little.

“But you don’t a choice. Either die or be my bed warmer. And what’s the problem in it huh.”

He voiced out in frustration. Her continuous denial and cries were now annoying the hell out of him. Even though he loved how beautiful her eyes looked as her emerald stones shined with glassy water. But still, her denial and resistance were getting on his nerves now. He hates rejection.

“You should be happy that I. A perfect man like me who every girl dreams of wants you. I promise to show you the heaven that no man had shown you before. No man can make you feel what I can do beautiful so let me have you and I will let you live. And don’t worry you will be benefited too I mean who wouldn’t want a man like me.”

His narcissistic self did good in praising himself and trying to manipulate her but as soon as he dug his head in her neck. Few words left her throat which froze his whole being.

“It’s wrong. A sin. I-I am married. I am someone else’s wife. Please.”

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Lmao, why am I laughing? A wife telling her husband she’s someone’s wife when the dude is right above her. It’s funny to imagine.

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Till the next Adios.