THE DEVIL AND HIS ANGEL

1: DEMONS OF THE PAST

"𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 I changed a lot. I say a lot changed me."
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NOVA LEÓN:

FROZEN

I couldn't move. Numb. I couldn't speak. Tears drowned my face. I was shaking. Fear. I couldnt breathe.

How though? I was in the bathroom five minutes ago. Why am I stuck? Why can't I speak?
I felt trapped. Like I was a game under control of the player.

A tingling strike of pain hit my gut. Thrusts going in and out. Over and over again. I tried to scream as loud as I could, but nothing came out. Just silence. I was mute.

The smell of weed and cologne filled the air.
That's strange. The smell was to nostalgic.
My hand were tied to the headboard, my legs spread apart.  With all my strength, I tried to lift my head up, but something was around my neck.
The grip tightened, giving me barely enough air to breathe.
Then it let go.

What's happening? The room was dimly lit. A dark shadow towered over me. The stench of sweat suffocated me. Who is it?

The bed started to creak and shake at a fast pace. I felt slapping against my skin. The vibrations of the hits prickled against my body.
"I love controlling you. You fucking dirty slut."

My heart dropped. My eyes teared up in pain. I knew that voice straight away.

Lucas!

He flipped me around and tightened  the ropes, pulling my legs apart in the air.
His grunts and moans filled the room, overtaking my screams and begs.
He squeezes my neck with all his strength.
"Shut up and take it like a good girl. God I love fucking you like this."
He tilted his head backwards in pleasure and pushed my head into the bed, forcing himself inside of me.
This was it. The end.
I lay there, my body bouncing up and down, waiting for him to finish. A single teardrop slid down my face. I was helpless.

His thrusts became harder and harder, faster and faster. I cried in pain. But nobody was near. Nobody heard. Nobody helped.

He fisted my hair and pulled my head up, making me face to face to him.
"Let go. Let it all out." His whispered into my ear.
I kept still, with no expression on my face.
A sharp sting hit my face. He slapped me.
"I said Let. Go!"
I look at him in total disgust. How could he do this?
I spat at him.
His jaw clenched. Shit.
"FUCKING. LET GO NOW OR ELSE I WILL KILL YOU!" He shouted.
He choked me until I couldn't take no more and I released in pain.

Couple of more thrusts, and he released inside of me. My core felt full. A warm, slimy liquid leaked out of me. I gagged in disgust.

I heard the sound of a zipper and a belt buckle.
Lucas came up to my face and kissed my forehead.
"That was fun. Did you like that?"
I looked everywhere other than him.
"Of course you did. After all, you are a pathetic little whore. Isn't that right?"
He looked at me, as if he was waiting for a response.
Another sharp sting came across my face.
"I said isn't that right." He speaks through his gritted teeth.
I don't speak.
"ANSWER ME!"
"Y-yes." I choked out.
"Yeah you are."