He came inside her.
He fell on top of her breathing heavily, she regained her senses and along with it came tears.
She sobbed as her lips quivered and her body trembled.
He rolled off her onto the bed,
"Beautiful.." he whispered lowly.
He had absolutely destroyed her and there he sat feeling accomplished and fine.
She so desperately wanted to claw his face out and run home to cry in her mothers arms.
He stood up and went to the bathroom before coming out 10 minutes later,
"Go wash up." He said calmly to her as if nothing had happened.
She kept her head low and tried to get up but her legs gave up on her and she fell back down on the bed again.
He sighed and walked over to her making her flinch before he picked her up bridal style and walked over to the bathroom.
He checked the bath temperature one more time before placing her into the bath.
She hugged her knees and wiped her tears away she could see herself in the mirror and saw how her whole body was covered in hickeys, it made her feel sick.
He began washing her hair, everytime he'd touch her she'd hold in her breath she was so terrified of him and what he'd do to her.
"I-I can wash myself.." she gained up the courage to say hoping he'd leave her alone.
"Very well." He rinsed off the soap from his hands and walked out closing the door.
She listened to his footsteps get quieter and then let it all out.
She cried and cried for god knows how long hugging her knees the warm water comforted her a bit but no matter how much she scrubbed she couldn't get his touch off.
She hoped this was nothing but a nightmare and she'd wake up in her bedroom walk out to the balcony and listen to the sounds of the birds and gardeners chatting.
Once she was done bathing she covered herself with the towel and peeked through the door.
She saw him laying there but he was in different clothes and his dry hair was now wet, she assumed he also washed off in a different bathroom.
She coughed quietly gaining his attention, he looked at her covered in the towel and grabbed a nightgown and panties next to him and threw them to her.
She managed to catch them luckily and closed the door to change. She looked at herself in the mirror and realised that the clothes looked a lot like servant clothes.
She was still sore down there but managed to walk out the room. She looked over to the bed and saw him seemingly sleeping there.
Looking at this as an opportunity she walked quietly towards the door which was right next to the bed but felt her wrist getting grabbed and pulled down on the bed.
She gasped and opened her eyes seeing him looking at her in annoyance.
"Stop trying to escape I don't wanna punish you again." He whispered and closed his eyes before grabbing her waist and pulling her towards his chest.
Her heart was pounding out her chest as she trembled in his arms her breath became unstable again as she felt tears threatening to fall, her body was stiff and her hands were pressed against his hard chest.
"Shhh go to sleep" he whispered in a warm voice, she closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep in the arms of her destruction.
She opened her eyes and looked over to the curtains the sun shining on them made them look angelic she felt safe that moment but it quickly ended as she felt the pain in her body and looked next to her.
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{ White Lilac }
RomanceShe was drawn the beautiful things in life and unfortunately so was he, that is probably why he felt so drawn to her. She is gentle caring and afraid of the dangers in life. He is cold harmful and bound to break her apart.
