Chapter Three.

Throes of Love.

Chanel gulped in a lot of air as she woke up. She was coughing. She realized she was not in her house. She was not home. This place was familiar to her like she had been here before.

The door opened slowly. That was when she saw Alfonso holding a glass of water. That was it! She remembered everything that had happened. How she was almost raped, how he forced her into his sports car, the strangling. The bastard strangled her after basically calling her a prostitute.

Did she ever give her body to him? The idiot.

When he handed her the glass of water, she didn’t think twice. She threw the contents at his face before she dropped the glass on the table. He thought to strangle her. She was never going to go down without a fight.

“I need to go home,” she said as she got to her feet. She didn’t even look at him twice but she didn’t miss the look in his eyes. He was angry. Furious even.

Chanel realized she wasn’t wearing her shoes. Where were they?

“Chanel. I’m only going to say this once. You better sit the fuck down.” Alfonso said, cleaning his face with his handkerchief.

Chanel looked at him and laughed before she continued searching for her shoes. Where would he put them?

“Ahhh” She cried out when he gripped her hair and pulled her to sit on the bed.

“You think this is a joke right? You go around looking like a slut and you think this is a joke. What would your father think of you?!” Alfonso shouted in her face and this time she was scared. He had no right to bring her father up.

“Don’t you dare. ” Chanel hissed through the pain she was going through.

“I shouldn’t dare. ” Alfonso laughed before he tightened his grip on her hair.

Chanel could not help the cry that left her lips. She was going to stand her ground.

“Like I said I’m ready when you are” Alfonso replied the look she gave him.

Chanel didn’t miss the look that was on his face. She had seen that look on his face before. Only that time he was about to kiss her.

Chanel gasped as she felt his hand on her thigh. So very close to her privates. Oh my God!

“Stop.” Chanel managed to say through the pain. “Stop I’m sorry. ” She said more desperately when his hand moved.

Chanel moved her face when he almost joined their lips and he released her.

“There’s no need for you to be such a stiff. ” Alfonso said as he walked out leaving her there. She wondered then if he would have touched her. The bastard! She was going to show him.

Chanel went about looking for her shoes. She didn’t know if he had hidden them, but if he thought that was going to stop her then he was truly wrong.

She took a moment to sit on the bed. Why on earth had she let Alfonso into her life? How did they even meet? The bastard surely did something to her brain that day.

Just then a woman walked into her room. She looked like she was the housekeeper. The lady didn’t speak to her. She only dropped a towel on the bed. Was this a joke? Where the fuck was Alfonso?

Chanel didn’t waste time. She would return home barefooted if that was the case. She tried the doors but they didn’t open nor did they budge.

Chanel glared at him. He stood at the top of the stairs, looking at her. What exactly was his problem? She watched how he smoked, taking long long drags. Did he know it was bad for his health?

“I want to go home. ” Chanel said from where she stood.

“Yeah. ” Alfonso said, bored. He was staring at her intensely and she couldn’t lie she felt a bit self-conscious.

“What is yeah going to do about me getting home?” Chanel asked exasperated.

Alfonso walked down to where she stood beside the door. She didn’t expect him to caress her face so softly. She could hardly feel it, but his fingers were warm.

His fingers brushed her neck where she was sure she would bruise.

“I’m sorry about your neck. ” Alfonso said, looking into her deep brown eyes. She moved out of his reach.

Chanel eyed him before she spoke again. 
“Where are my shoes?” She knew then that he was a sick crazy bastard. How could he strangle her? What if she died?

“They’re there, ” He said, leading her back to the room she woke in. He pointed to the corner, behind the chair and she could hardly believe it.

“Chanel relax you can go home tomorrow morning. ” Alfonso said as they were still in the early hours of the morning.

“No, it’s fine. Don’t want to impose. ” Chanel said, making to wear her shoes.

Alfonso held the bridge of his nose. She was so infuriating. Didn’t she understand English and she was more English than him?

“Chanel I was not asking. You’re not going anyway at this time. ” Alfonso said, getting a shocked look from her. “Besides, is that how you plan on going home?” He said, pointing at her outfit.

Chanel walked to him. 
“You need to understand that what I do is none of your business. What I wear is none of his business so please stop giving suggestions. ” She said before she pulled on her heels.

Alfonso stared at her. She was a hard bitch okay. Very stubborn. He was going to break her. He left her room, slamming and locking the door in the process. See how she will go out now. 

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Chanel sat on the bed. She was fucking hungry. She remembered she didn’t have any dinner last night. Her stomach walks were protesting. She hated Alfonso so much, who did he think he was to lock her in a room. He was not her anything.

Chanel got to feet the minute she heard the lock. She was so mad. When she was mad and she didn’t speak it was bad.

The same woman from yesterday brought in a tray. Breakfast. She could already smell the eggs. The fresh smell of coffee in the morning. This was what she needed. Despite her anger, she thanked the woman and began eating.

Alfonso walked into the room. He was fully dressed, looking smashing. He waited for her to down her cup of coffee before he walked in. He didn’t want a repeat of yesterday and this time hot.

“Morning. How did you sleep?” Alfonso asked, coming to her side.

Chanel gasped, she didn’t hear him coming in. She looked at her empty cup of coffee and cursed. She would have so burnt his face.

“How do you think?” Chanel said, her thoughts momentarily moved to Mr. Manuel. He said he was going to help her get a job and she had just left him yesterday.

Before he could reply, she continued. 
“See I need to go. I have things to do. Some of us are not just born into money. ”

“And some of us don’t sell our bodies for money either. ” Alfonso said eyeing her from head to toe. She still looked so beautiful in the morning.

Chanel’s hand connected with his cheek, making his head turn. 
“Did I ever give you my body? ” She hissed at him before she made to walk out of the room.

Alfonso grabbed her wrist and yanked her to his body. If she didn’t hold his chest, she might have ended up on the floor.

Chanel looked up to tell him off when he joined their lips together. He didn’t even give her time to think. They were already kissing. They had kissed before maybe once or twice, but it had always been slow and soft: nothing like this rough one. She kept banging on his chest but all to no avail, he only held her tighter and closer.

Chanel gasped when she felt his hand snaking up her dress, making his tongue slip into her mouth. When his tongue touched hers, circling her lips and nibbling on her bottom lip, she was a goner. She turned into jelly in his arms and enjoyed their bodies on each other.

Alfonso pulled away, breathing harshly. She could feel his erection brushing her thigh. Oh, God!

Chanel calmed down trying to catch her breath. Alfonso was such a good kisser. No doubt, he had many girls at his beck and call.

Alfonso only told her to follow him and she did. He dropped her home, not before warning her to stop wearing clothes as she wore. He thought to dictate her dressing. She shut the door in his face as an answer.

Alfonso shook his head at her. He was going to have so much fun breaking that spirit in her. He liked that about her though.

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Chanel jumped on her bed after a day at work. She has called Mr. Manuel and apologized for last night. Though, she didn’t tell him what happened. He told her to come in tomorrow and she did. She was currently working as a PA to the manager of HR even if she didn’t have a degree. Life was smiling at her.

Her thoughts went back to her parents. She hoped they would be proud of her.

Chanel took off all her clothes and made her way into the shower. She really needed one now. Being a PA was not easy at all. Her boss was nice but still, she had to do a lot.

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Alfonso got out of his car and made his way into Chanel’s house. He didn’t understand why she never locked her door. Did she not know there were bad people?

Her home was neat, nothing was out of place. He liked that about her. She was clean. He made his way to her room. It was also clean except for her bag and clothes on the bed. He could hear the water running so she was probably having a shower.

His men had been keeping up with her. They told him she went into work today. She was working for a Mr. Manuel. It was the same guy she went out with on Saturday. The bitch never learned her lesson. Selling herself for either money or a job.

A scream left her lips as she walked out of the shower. She didn’t expect to see anyone, no less a man, standing there. What did Alfonso want this time?

“What the fuck?” He asked when she stood there panting.

“How did you get in?” She asked.

“Your door was open. The same way I get in every time,” he said, looking at her from head to toe. He could imagine what she looked like under the towel.

“How many times?” She asked, frowning. She would probably invest in a lock.

“Many. ” was his only word answer before he made his way to her. Slowly, stalking her.

Each step he took forward, she took back.

“You work for that fucker? You went out with him to get a job. You sell yourself to each man that comes your way for either money or a job. Why the fuck are you so materialistic? Fucking gold digger. That’s what you are. ” Alfonso said once he had her cornered.

Chanel slapped him across his face and in less than a minute, he slapped her making her jaw shake.

“Wanna try that again,” He asked, squeezing her jaw.

Alfonso let her go after a moment. 
“Dress up. ” He said simply with his back turned to her.

If he didn’t duck that moment, the hairbrush would have hit him square on his head. That was how Chanel began. She threw every item in her reach at him, a few hit him making him curse before he held her down. She was a crazy girl.

“Get the fuck away from me. You stupid pig!” Chanel shouted this way she would alert the neighbors.

“Shut the fuck up. ” Alfonso said, squeezing her jaw. He squeezed hard until she cried. She would learn to shut her mouth.

“Don’t ever do that again,” Alfonso said, once her breathing calmed.

“. Get the fuck out of my house. You’re nothing but a coward. Hmm...too hard for a girl to play you. Boy, you have been played, accept the fact, and leave me the fuck alone. ” Chanel said, her cheek was still hurting she was sure it would bruise.

“What the fuck did you say?” She didn’t miss the fire that was in his eyes. She was so ready for him, he thought he could hit her and get away with it.

“You heard me. Now get the fuck off my property. ” Chanel said tightening her grip on her towel. She wished she was wearing clothes now.

“Oh, I heard you alright. I did. You want me to come over right?” Alfonso asked.

Chanel’s heart skipped a beat as she noticed the bulge in his pants. Oh, God! She didn’t miss the look he was giving her either.

“Don’t even think about it. I will report you to the police. I will fight you to the end. ” Chanel said, tightening her grip on the towel.

“That’s exactly what I want, baby. ” Alfonso said, he discarded his shirt and began buckling his jeans.

Chanel tried to make a run for it but he caught her.

“I’ll show you that I haven’t been played. You want to be a gold digger. I’ll show you how to play. ” He said before he dumped her on the bed.

Alfonso pulled the towel from her body in no time. His breath caught as he took sight of her. Her skin was beautiful. Her breasts were moderately full. Her waist was ever so tiny.

Chanel sat up. She was shocked. Nobody, male or female, had seen her naked before. She grabbed the sheets and covered herself. He was an animal.

“Why the fuck are you hiding? This is what you do right.” Alfonso said, nudging her legs open.

Alfonso joined their lips together, kissing her so urgently. It was like a hard kiss. She banged on his chest, but he grabbed her hands and used one hand to hold her hands above her head.

His mouth connected with her nipple. Chanel cried out. She didn’t want this. She was begging him to stop. She was crying at this moment.

Alfonso fit a knee between her legs and began nudging her thighs open. Oh, God! She tired bucking him off her, all to no avail. He was too heavy. He was much stronger than she was.

Chanel cried out in pain when he forcefully thrust himself into her.

Alfonso didn’t know what he was doing. All he knew was he needed to be inside her. She was so fucking sexy. Everything about her even the way she cried.

He nudged her legs open and placed his hardened tip at her entrance. He spat on her pussy before he wanted to make his way in. She was so dry and tight. He wondered if anything was wrong. He tried again but he wasn’t going in. Then with a good amount of strength, he thrust his full length into her and stilled.

Oh, fuck! He pulled back out and the blood on his cock was proof. He looked at her face and didn’t miss the tears on her face. She had been a virgin.

“Why the fuck did you not say anything?” He cursed, looking at her form. She had been so stupid. He had thought she sold herself to all the men she met, but that didn’t change what she was.

He went into the bathroom and cleaned himself up. The fact remained that she was a gold digger. He wondered how many had high hopes of getting into her pants only to be dissed. He was not one to be dissed. Maybe if she had told him, he might have been gentle about it.

When he made his way out, Chanel quickly got to her feet and ran to the bathroom. She slammed the door and he could hear her throwing up. He left her and laid on the bed with his arm over his eyes.

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Chanel was standing looking at the mirror. She had been crying for minutes now. It was not going to bring her virginity back. Her vagina and thighs hurt so much. It had been painful to wash her privates.

She didn’t expect it. Why would he just force her like that? Yes, he raped her. She would make sure she reported to the police. He was so going down. He thought this was a joke.

Chanel washed her face before she made her way out. She put on a nightgown and panties. She watched the way he lay on her bed. He was a monster. She grabbed her pillow. She was going to sleep elsewhere. Never beside this idiot.

“Get the fuck back here. ” Alfonso said. She thought he had been sleeping.

“Why?” Chanel asked, looking at him. He could think again because she was not sleeping beside him.

“Because I said so. ” Alfonso said, as if over her.

Chanel went to see what he wanted.

“Stop standing there like a creep, get on the bed. ” He said.

Chanel hissed at him before she made her way to the door not before calling him a spiteful name.

In less than a second, he had her pressed up against the door. His front to her back. She could feel his erection on her lower back, making her breath catch.

“You still have some fire in you right. You still want to play,” He whispered in her ear, squeezing her behind.

“Get your filthy hands off me. ” Chanel shouted at him.

Alfonso turned her and backhanded her across her face, causing her to fall.

“Think before you speak, Chanel. Don’t be thinking you’re ready to play with the big boys yet when you know how little you are. ” Alfonso said before he left her on the floor.

“Now get the fuck on this bed. ” Chanel held her cheek, the force he used on her was beyond her. How could he hit her like that?

Chanel got on her feet and made her way to the bed. She would do as he wanted for tonight. Her body was already battered. She would report him to the police first thing tomorrow