Not After I'm Done With You

The cold night air made my body shiver slightly. Even the grip from the covers I held against my small naked frame didn't help much.

I held my breath as I felt my teeth grind against the other in nervousness, while I tried to suppress myself from bursting into tears.

At this moment I wished the ground could open to hide me from this humiliation I had gotten myself Into. I'm so sure that if anyone passes by and sees me in this state, they would think of me as a whore or something , but in this state I don't care if anyone finds me this way or think of me as a beggar, all I want is for me to get over this and find my way out of here.

If only he could consider me and have his way with me tonight, I'm sure by the end of tomorrow, he'll be able to use his connections and resources to save my family from this unpaid debt. But the Micheal I have come to know is a no nonsense man, he is powerful and feels intimidating. Even from the way he speaks shows how cruel and stubborn he is but who am I to challenge him.

If it were not because of my family situation I wouldn't have been here in the first place but here I am, facing and enduring the consequences of everything while my family stays at home and waits for positive results.

Just as I was deliberating on if I should knock his room door and beg him or not, his room door swung open and before I knew it, his large hand gripped my wrist tightly, shoving me inside the room in full force, making me confused on what was happening.

I swallowed hard, trying so much to keep calm even if my whole body sensed the fear I was trying to hide, yet nothing was helping matters as my legs betrayed me and began trembling on their own.

The door slammed shut before me and here we are, face to face looking at the other without a word.

His countenance felt suffocating and unbearable while his eyes didn't help matters as they bore holes deep into my body as he scanned me from head to toe without blinking.

Hot sweat broke out from my forehead and even while the AC was on and on high, I could still feel myself sweating and shivering, not from heat nor cold but from fear of what may happen at this point.

I tried so hard to calm myself but the more I tried the more my body betrayed me especially when I wanted to break the awkward silence between us, I could barely hear my own voice as I tried to speak.

"What's your name?" His words were direct and cold. Inside me, I was relieved from the awkwardness but when I looked into his eyes, it held a different meaning like he was angry or confused about something, but his expression didn't help much as they held a cold yet intimidating aura. 

"Wendy," I muttered in low breath, more like a whisper, while trying to avoid eye contact. 

From the side rear corner of my eyes, I could see his brows furrowed, and his grip on my wrist tightened before he finally let go with a hiss. 

He took two steps back, without breaking an eye from me, “Who are you?” he mutters.

I blinked twice shifting in my position, as I tried to process what he meant by ‘’who I was'.

"I am Wendy," I repeated yet again, trying to sound calmly like my true self, but my heart didn't stop pounding , perhaps he heard them who knows because he wouldn't stop looking at me and making them beat the more. Within me, I knew all this was just an act to scare me away but I wouldn't complain or show my weakness. 

I heard his knuckles crack like he was about to throw a punch as his muscles stiffen, while he stared coldly at me.

“You’re not her,” he finally said, more to himself than to me, but I could feel the rage and sadness behind his words. "You can't be. You can't be her."

“Hey, pardon my words sir but for the truth, I don’t know who you're trying to place me in but I am not her. So stop trying to put me in an awkward position and treating me like some thrash, I am not her”.

I concluded with relief. It was like I was bottling all those words in my chest for long, but now that they were out, I felt more at peace because from his expression, he seemed shocked and taken aback by my sudden outburst but I don't give a damn.

I'm done feeling like a piece of rag he could use and throw away in a corner at his disposal. If not because of the situation I am in, it's certain that fate itself wouldn't have let us cross part.

If he was thinking of me to be someone he knew once in his past, then it's the best thing to make him know I am not the person he thinks I am. I am Wendy, and not something from his imagination or past.

Silence engulfed the whole room, but I didn't flinch nor did he blink, instead I was stunned by his sudden reaction but everything was cut short from a knock by the door.

And soon the door creaks open revealing the hotel staff with a large tray and a big plate of delicious aroma of food placed on it.

A smile crept on my face. Earlier I had put up a call and placed an order for food, but what I didn't know was that it wouldn't be long before it arrived. Barely 45 minutes and here it was, ready.

The staff proceeded into the room to drop it on a table by the bedside but Micheal's voice suddenly echoed in the air, “Take it back!”

Shocked and surprised by his words, I shot him a dangerous glare.

“Never. I ordered this food so it mustn't go to waste”.

By now my stomach wouldn't stop growling from hunger. Earlier, it wasn't this much worse, but now that my eyes have caught sight of the food, I couldn't stop myself from salivating while I proceeded to grab it from the staff as he quickly hurried out of the room and shut it behind him.

I made sure to prepare myself for a fight. If Michael refuses to let me eat this food, I wouldn't wait to go fist against fist with him.

 

My hunger was turning into frustration and it was evident, while I fumed in anger.

“You know, you really have no right to boss me around, and….”

“I have every right to boss you how I want. Who are you?,” he interrupted, his voice sounding bitter yet calm. He was looking at me like he would pounce on me but I didn't care at this point. 

Seeing I wasn't moved by his reaction, a dangerous smile flashed across his face, but I wasn't aware of what was running through his mind as I continued to blabber.

“You think because you are rich and handsome you can intimidate people especially women with your power , but just to disappoint you sir, you being handsome and intimidating won't work on me. Ok?” I fired back, trying to keep my voice from sounding shaky, but the rage boiling inside me made it impossible.

He's done enough threatening me in just half an hour since my arrival, and it was evident I was getting used to it already and I was ready to show him woman power too.

“You think you’re one hell of a man huh, don’t you, do your worst?” I finally said, not knowing that I have awoken the beast in him and he isn't ready to back down now until he sees me beg for mercy.

Before I knew it, he charged towards me in full force, grabbing me by the arm tightly which made me wince in pain as I tried to catch my breath. 

And before I could gather my composure, he was already standing very close to me with his gaze fixed directly into mine. 

My legs didn't help matters as they began trembling and shaking under my small frame.

“And what do you mean by" I should do my worst? " Can you handle my worst huh?” His voice sounded shaky and fearful and within me I felt the ground could close up on me. At this moment, I needed to escape. I could neither talk nor look him in the eyes.

I didn't expect he would take what I said to heart and act crazily about it.

His closeness made me feel worse because as he spoke, he didn't stop from leaving a trace of his cool breath on my skin.

Knowing how he's gotten into me and made me feel vulnerable under his mercy.

  

He laughed, but not a funny laugh. It was more like a forced one.

"You think you can talk how you like huh. But all that courage you're putting won't work. I'll make sure to break you, fix you and break you all over again until there's nothing left of you”.

Just as the last words left his mouth, and before I knew what was happening, his hand grabbed my wrist tightly and pulled me deeper into himself. Now I could smell his expensive cologne and the strong smell of cigarettes on his suit.

“What are you doing to….” I started, but  he didn't let me finish my words as his hot breath fanned the back of my neck, pressing me deeper into the wall with his strong frame as my voice felt stuck in the back of my throat.

“Trying to prove yourself huh? Go on, continue but not after I'm done with you”.

Hearing his words, I tried to free myself from his grasp but I failed woefully because he quickly grabbed my both hands, pinning them above my head as he peeled away the covers from my body, making it fall freely on the floor.

Now my naked self stood bare to him, as all I could was to look toward the floor in shame, feeling so exposed to his gaze.

He wouldn't look away from my body as I watched the rage in his eyes ignite with desire.

I held my breath with my eyes closed while I waited for whatever he was going to do with me. But instead, his lips came crashing into mine making me flinch on the act. The kiss sent waves of pleasure down my spine as he continued to suck on my lower lip, asking for permission with his tongue to explore my mouth.

That moment, I didn't think straight and all that clouded my mind was to see where this was going.