kong skull island fanfiction

“You belong to me, Hirah,” Apollo’s amber eyes pierced my soul and I saw pleading glint within them. “I don’t love you, Apollo. You don’t own me so please let me go!” Hiyaw ko at mas lalong kumalabog pa ang dibdib nang makitang mas tumiim ang kaniyang bibig at umigting ang kaniyang panga—senyales na mas lalong ginalit ko siya. “There will be consequences for saying those words,” He declared firmly. Mas lalong kumalabog ang dibdib ko at nangatal ang aking kamay at binti nang makitang humakbang siya papalapit sa’kin. Puno ng kapangyarihan at awtoridad ang kaniyang tindig. Wala na akong magawa pa kundi ang tumalon sa bangkang sinasakyan ko at nag babakasaling makatakas sa pagkakataong ito sa kaniya. “Hirah!” Apollo’s voice thundered. Bago pa man ako makalangoy papalayo sa kaniya ay nahigit na ako ng isang mala-bakal na braso ang aking baiwang. I shouted at the top of my lungs, praying that someone will save me in this secret island that Apollo owned. “You can’t escape from me, Hirah. You know the consequences when you make me angry,” He said in a stern voice. Nang makaahon kami sa dagat ay kaagad niya akong binuhat. Hinampas ko ang kaniyang dibdib habang umiiyak. Feeling so helpless and hopeless. I’m caught in his arms again. “You’ll be punished in my bed, a rough and hard fuck you deserve, until you regret for saying those words and for escaping me, Ms. Dela Fuentes,” He said in a stern, powerful voice. Just enough to slap me the reality that he caught me again— in Vicenzio Apollo Acheivaugun’s arms, the one who kidnapped me and I’m stuck in his secret private island. “You belong to me, Hirah,” He whispered softly.

Sabi nila, isa raw sa magagandang araw sa buhay ng isang babae ay ang maikasal sa lalakeng mahal niya. Pero hindi ako. Dahil iniwan ako ng lalakeng nangako sa akin na sasamahan ako habang buhay sa mismong seremonya ng aming kasal. Iniwan niya akong nag-iisa sa altar at mas pinili ang nakababata kong kapatid. Hindi lahat ng kasal ay masaya. Isinumpa ko ang araw  na iyon at nangako sa sariling maghihiganti. Pero paano pa ako makapaghihiganti kung namatay ako mismo sa araw na iyon?

On our wedding day, Jon Zeller flies to an island for a trip with his childhood sweetheart. I'm greeting our friends and family when I receive a notification to pay for their bills at an expensive hotel. When everyone doubts the authenticity of our relationship and mocks me, all Jon says is, "A wedding is just for show. You can handle it yourself." He hangs up without another word. My father is so enraged that he ends up in the hospital after getting a heart attack, and I'm in desperate need of money for his surgery. Yet Jon uses the money to pay for a romantic fireworks show for his childhood sweetheart. When my father wakes up, I tell him I'll marry the man he's picked for me.