2. Her Marked Body

“You were not allowed to leave me alone, mi amor,” a tear slipped down from her eyes, hearing that throaty voice and its words.

“W….who are you?” Mustering all her courage, Cyra dared to ask him that question.

“Someone, who touched, felt and kissed every forbidden inch of your body last night,” his words brought more tears in her eyes. Her entire body started clenching in fear.

“What do you want from me? W…why are you doing all of this?” she questioned him and heard him humming in his response.

“What I wanted from you, I have already taken it from you last night, Ms. Merciez but now what I need from you…..” she heard him pausing for a moment.

“I will take it from you very soon, mi amor,” and those were his last words before she witnessed the call getting disconnected, leaving her completely appalled. 

Cyra looked at her phone and called him again but he didn't pick up anymore which filled her with more horror. Who was he? And did he drug her last night to take advantage of her vulnerable state? And most importantly what did he need from her now after he took her virtue from her last night?

………………..

“Mi amor…..” his voice resonated inside her head, making Cyra ball her fists.

Standing under the shower, her glossy eyes were peering at her own reflection in that huge mirror in front of her. His touch, his warmth, his presence, the way her body melted into his last night continued to play in her mind which turned the tears in her eyes more vigorous.

Cyra could clearly see his marks all over body. Her bosoms, her neck, her cleavage, her thighs, everywhere in the reflection of that mirror and they made her recall his words….that he had touched and marked every forbidden inch of her skin.

Clenching her jaw, she aggressively tried to wipe his marks away from her body with her hands. Her skin reddened and even started bleeding because of her harsh scratches but his marks on her skin didn't fade and this made Cyra break down into tears before she dropped herself on the floor.

Cyra cupped her face in agony. How did the best night of her life become her worst nightmare?

FLASHBACK FROM LAST NIGHT 

“Our birthday princess is finally here,” Cyra heard her best friend, Leena, uttering the moment she stepped inside that club, Emerald Ocean, where she was throwing her 21st birthday celebration party tonight for her friends and college mates.

“Where were you?” 

“You know our city’s traffic at this time of the hour, Leena,” Cyra said, making Leena roll her eyes at her.

“Now come fast. Everyone is waiting there for you in that lounge,” Leena spoke out, grabbing Cyra's hand, making Cyra follow her.

While walking with Leena, Cyra felt her phone vibrating inside her dress’s pocket. She took it out and saw a text from her boyfriend, Ethan, who couldn't attend her birthday party tonight because of his important job interview in one of the most powerful and prestigious companies in their entire country…The Alvaro Corporations, which was going to take place tomorrow. 

‘Did you reach safely?’ She read his text and smiled. She loved his caring nature a lot.

‘Yes and once again, all the very best for your job interview…’She texted him back.

“Hey! Whom you are texting? Leena tried to look into her phone but Cyra immediately hid it from her.

“No one,” she lied, putting her phone back inside her dress’s pocket. No one knew about her and Ethan's relationship as they both chose to keep it secret from everyone, including her family and friends and it was because of their extreme financial background and status differences.

“Oh….okay,” Leena uttered, earning a smile from Cyra.

“Now come fast. Everyone is waiting there for you in that lounge,” Leena spoke out, grabbing Cyra's hand to drag her. Cyra chuckled at her best friend’s eagerness and was about to follow her when suddenly she felt a chill running down her spine which automatically paused her feet.

“What happened?” Leena asked, confused, witnessing Cyra halting and looking here and there, like she was trying to find someone.

“Whom you are looking for, Cyra?” 

Cyra shrugged her shoulders at Leena's question but again scanned her entire surroundings where she saw different kinds of men and women enjoying their time in drinking, dancing and conversing but they all looked busy in their own world then why did she feel like she was getting watched by someone?

“Cyra, let's go,” Leena attempted to drag Arene with her and with a soft sigh, she followed Leena, believing it was just her delusional self.

“Here comes our birthday girl. Happy Birthday, Cyra,” Cyra heard everyone wishing her after she stepped inside that Vip lounge of that club which she had privately reserved for tonight to celebrate her birthday party with her friends and college mates.

“Thank you so much,” Cyra passed all of them a warm and sweet smile and then one by one, they all started personally wishing her and giving her their presents.

“Many many happy returns of the day, Cyra,” Cyra heard her classmate, Kellan, wishing her while coming towards her which completely dimmed her smile.

“You are looking gorgeous,” his eyes roamed all over her body which made Cyra clench her palms. She passed him a forced smile as she didn't want to ruin her birthday party.

“Thanks,” she uttered to him.

“Hope, this night would be the best night of your life,” his words felt a bit off to her but Cyra ignored them and then walked past him.

“Who called Kellan here?” Cyra questioned Leena.

“Your birthday invitation card which you shared on our college chat group and he is also a part of that group,” Leena reminded her, making Cyra frown.

“But I didn't want him to come,” Cyra spat, extremely annoyed.

Kellan, one of the most handsome and richest students, was the biggest playboy of their college. He proposed to her in their second year of college in front of their entire class where Cyra directly rejected him which broke his ego because she despised boys like him who treated others with no respect and since then, she never had a good encounter with him.

“Don't spoil your mood because of him, especially tonight and let's enjoy it,” Leena stuffed a chocolate candy inside Cyra's mouth, widening her eyes and then, both the girls chuckled together and started enjoying the party with the rest of their friends.

“Mam, would you like to drink something?” A waiter asked her. She looked towards his tray of glasses.

“Are they soft drinks?” She asked him as Cyra didn't do alcohol. He nodded at her and picked up a glass from the tray for her and then extended it towards her.

“It's alcohol free,” he said to her. Smiling, Cyra took the glass from him.

“Thank you very much,” she said to him and then started sipping from that glass of soft drink while talking and dancing with her friends.

Cyra emptied that entire content of that glass and as soon as she finished it, she started feeling a bit hot. Her face started flushing.

“I will be back,” she said to Leena, who was dancing with their classmates. 

“Should I come with you?” Leena asked her but Cyra shook her head.

“I need to use the restroom. I will be back,” saying that Cyra walked out of that lounge.

Cyra stepped out of that lounge, Cyra dragged herself closer to the bathroom and entered inside it.

Closing the tap, she wiped her wet face with the tissues but it didn't help her in any way. Her body temperature rose up. She continued to get those desperate urges of touching her own self which immediately brimmed tears in her eyes as she could not even comprehend what was happening to her.

She stayed inside that bathroom for a good ten minutes but when it still didn't make her feel better, she stepped out of the bathroom, feeling her body start to hurt too. 

She walked which resulted in her heels tripping but before she could fall on the floor, Cyra felt those two muscular arms getting wrapped around her from behind which stopped her from falling on the floor. 

She felt the heat of that body embracing her which immediately started giving her a certain kind of relief from that burning feeling. 

Cyra slowly turned around in that embrace and there her glossy emerald eyes collided with those piercing blue eyes which caused a tear to slip down from her eyes.

Cyra tightly fisted the shirt of that man and then pressed herself more against his burly chest.

“P….please help me. I….it hurts,” she begged that stranger while peering into his eyes with her glossy ones. 

She didn't want to but she could not stop herself from tightly squeezing her thighs while trying to rub her body against that stranger and in return, Cyra felt him hoisting her up in his arms.

She hid her face in his chest, losing her mind to even think straight because at that moment, all she wanted was to get rid of that scorching pain which was hurting her terribly and for that, she was ready to do anything. Any single thing.

She saw him stepping inside that room while carrying her in his arms and then closed the door with his feet. He walked towards the bed and then placed her down on it and was about to get up from her but Cyra immediately grabbed his collar and pulled his head down to smash her mouth against his.

“Please t….touch me…. I am begging you. It h…hurts,” she begged him while tearing up and finally felt him kissing her back.

“I will take care of it, mi amor……”(my love) she heard him whispering to her in between their kiss which made her pull him closer. 

His hands started unzipping her dress, giving her what she had been begging him to give her at that moment the most because she needed it. She needed him tonight more than she needed her own soul and sanity.

FLASHBACK ENDS

Tears aggressively rolled down from Cyra's eyes as she recalled last night. Something was there in that drink that made her go to this extent of irrationality but now what? How would she recover what she had lost last night to this unknown man whose name she didn't even know?

‘Your Ethan must be dead by now…..’ those words of his suddenly hitted her head which froze her soul. He knew about Ethan too and did he want Ethan dead?

What else he knew about her and needed from her because his call this morning told her that he was not going to let her escape from him so easily but only if she knew how cruel his need was going to be for her.