29 ~ Please, Fall For The Devil

Brinda 

Francesco pushed me to the bed and he slowly climbed over me till his face was almost into mine. I moved my head away from his direction. 

It was then he grabbed my right cheek and pulled my face back to face him. A mischievous smile played across his lips then he brought out his tongue which made me wonder what he had in mind with it. 

“Are you trying to seduce me now?” I whispered, my breath brushing against his face and I felt the heat giving how close we were. 

“Please, fall for the devil. He loves you.” Francesco's voice came out thick, his words running together. “Or don't you want to fall in love with the devil?” He asked after thirty seconds of silence. 

“I hate the devil. How can I fall for him?” I replied, my gaze fixed on him. 

“Then, show me how much you hate the devil.” His words melted into my ears. 

I hate you to the extent that I am already counting the number of days you have left. By the time you die, I will hate you more. 

“Vuol dire che il mio cuore batte solo per te, Damsel? You were silent. I will take that as a yes.” Does it mean that you love me, Damsel?  You were silent. I will take that as a yes.”

I watched him leaned in closer, his mouth almost into mine. A voice came into my head telling me to wake up. 

Just then, he stopped his antics and pulled away. “I wasn't going to kiss you, Damsel. What were you expecting? You will beg me to do that at the right time.” 

I stood from the bed quickly and ambled towards the door. As I placed my hand on the door's handle, Francesco's cold hand brushed against my back. 

“Are you trying to escape, Damsel? The night will still be a long one. I promised to show you the difference between pleasure and pain, right? How dare you try to escape?” 

My heartbeat increased while I tried to yank his hand off but his grip was too strong for me to leave. I turned to look him in the eye. His eyes glinted like a puppy's own though, he had a smirk on his face. 

He wrapped his hands around my back and pulled me closer to his body. My lips kissed his exposed chest and he moaned. 

“Damsel… What is that? Are you flirting with me?” He asked, 

“I am not. You did that on purpose.” I remarked. 

His expression turned cold suddenly and he pushed me to the floor. He locked the door from the inside and he narrowed his gaze into mine. 

Oh no! Francesco's gaze is enough to make me pee in my panties.

I have never been more scared of anyone than I am right now because of Francesco. “Get up!” He commanded and I jumped up. 

“Strip! I want all your clothes gone.” He said, his voice full of authority. 

“Francesco? I mean… Don. I can't do that.” I trembled. 

“Should I assist you instead?” He bellowed. 

I looked away for a moment before I returned my attention to him. It is only a matter of a few days. The shattered glass syndrome is at play already. I will just do as he had ordered. 

I smiled at him and began removing my clothes. In less than a minute, he was done. I watched his body movement and saw how interested he was in me. 

Five years ago, I never allowed Francesco to touch or see any sensitive part of my body. We only had kisses and that was done sometimes. I knew what was at stake and how much my mother who raised me wouldn't want me to bring disgrace to her name. 

Francesco's eyes scanned from my head to my neck and then… It was right there I saw him swallow a lump in his throat. His eyes slowly continued their descent till they reached my breast region. 

His pupils became larger as he stared at my medium-sized rounded breasts that had pick nipples. I noticed that his legs shook but he was able to prevent himself from falling. 

I tapped my foot on the floor and that jolted him back to life but his eyes went straight to my pussy area. He blinked his eyes thrice and I really felt good for having restraining him from seeing and touching it in the past.

Maybe I should seduce him? Maybe that will be a quicker way for him to reach hell. 

I took the first step and he said nothing. I took a second and continued but slowly. As I walked towards him, I could feel his eyes on me, burning with intensity. 

I savored the sensation, letting it fuel my confidence. My foot clicked on the floor, a rhythmic beat that matched the pounding of my heart.

I kept my gaze locked on his, a sly smile spreading across my face. My hips swayed with each step. I knew I looked sexy, and I was determined to make him notice.

As I drew closer, I could see the tension in his body, the way his muscles flexed as he had no clothing on. His eyes never left mine, and I could sense the hunger in them, the desire to reach out and touch me.

I stopped in front of him, my chest almost touching his. I tilted my head up, my lips parting slightly as I gazed up at him. 

“How much do you want me?” I whispered, my voice husky with invitation.

His eyes flashed with heat, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. His tongue swayed over his lips and his hands finally grabbed my waist. 

My body shook in response to his touch. My look was unwavering as I fixed my eyes on him. I was just like, “Do it, Francesco. Do it!” 

If he falls, he would be a step closer to his grave. 

It was then he grabbed my shoulders and slammed me to the wall on his right. He got infuriated, his face purpling with rage. “Never mess with me!” 

He left my shoulders and he walked to the drawer close by. He brought out a black belt specifically designed for torture.

“Never try to seduce me. If you do, you will be punished. This time, you will be punished alongside your previous punishment for requesting to leave.” 

“Didn't you say I should beg you to kiss me?” 

“I did say that but you didn't ask. You tried to seduce me.” 

A few seconds later, I laid on my face on his bed. The lashing of the cane came like a thunder strike. My body cried in pain every single time the belt touched my skin. “Can you differentiate love from hate now?”

I clenched my fists as I tried to suppress the pain but they didn't help. 

I can never love this man. Be it in death or life, I will forever hate him and his destruction that he saw in my eyes… Yes, I will destroy him.