Devil's Snare

Chapter 11- Are you my daddy?

This long chapter mentions assault contents; please skip it at the end if it makes you uncomfortable.

Just as Rafael was about to leave the suite... the woman who loved Rafa's wild nature stepped between him and his door. "The woman must've had a death wish to even look at him and stop him before he was about to go somewhere," thought Silas.

"Move aside, Sadie," Rafael said in his deep voice, getting irritated by the girl before him. "Oh. God Ra... I love this dominating nature of yours; I forgot our first night, I had fun, and I want it again," said Sadie, wanting to get lucky with him tonight. Sadie is one of his business associates' daughters. Ever since they hooked up, she was obsessed with Rafael and wouldn't let go of him.

"Let's get lucky tonight, you and me, in one night of passion," she tried undressing his buttons. Now he was losing it, he caught her hand, stopping her, "My patience is wearing thin, Sadie, I have somewhere to be. MOVE.... NOW...". He gritted through his teeth.

The woman wasn't budging. She loved getting him all riled up. She loved when he shouted at her. Getting him angry will make way for angry sex, making him even wilder in bed. She loved angry sex with him. Rafael lost his patience. Holding her hand, he dragged her to the edge of the railing. The woman was happy as she was about to get what she wished. But Rafael did something Sadie didn't expect.

He turned her around, bringing her close edge of the railing, and bent her. He immediately pushed her off the edge, holding her by her ankle, hanging her upside down, and holding her up in the air. The only thing preventing her from falling is his grip on her one ankle. The woman started screaming at the top of her lungs.

Rafael laughed, "What, Sadie? Why are you scared? Can't handle my wildness? You wanted this, right? You wanted to experience my anger?" he started to drop her a little more.

Sadie was scared for her life. "Rafa, please, I beg you. Don't drop me. Pull me up.... Pull me up...... I beg you".

"What is it, Sadie? I can't hear you over all this music; you want me to drop you?" Rafael asked her to feel amused. After Sadie begged him some more, he finally pulled her up, feeling satisfied. She was sweating, and her dress was drenched. He pulled her face up by holding her chin, "Don't you ever fucking stop me, and more importantly, Sadie, don't you fucking tell me what to do. Next time, your skull will hit the floor before you can even say Death." Saying this, Rafael pushed her to the side, making her fall on the floor; he then ventured to find the girl.

He got down the steps and went into the crowd. His heartbeat was getting louder by the second, and so many thoughts were on his mind. What is he going to do when he finds her? Will he drag her to his room and fuck her until there is no tomorrow?

A group of people is standing around and dancing. Rafael stepped closer, and his heart and cock got hot every second. He stood leaning on the bar counter and started watching her from a little distance, his mind slipping into the land of desires every second. Just as when he was about to get closer to her and drag her out, a man walked by and stood next to her, touching her.

This angered him. This was the same man that was handing her drinks. The same man that touched her took a shot glass close to her lips, the lips that belonged to him—the lips he wanted to taste. Alzea, instead of pushing him as Rafael wanted, was talking to him, ignorant of the burning eyes that were boring holes in her back. She was smiling at the guy, and this made him even angrier. He did not like this one bit. He did not like that the girl was smiling at Matt. Her tears and smiles belonged to him and him only. It fucked his mind up.

Was he her boyfriend? Was he fucking her every night? Was she moaning under him? Was he touching her? Many thoughts were running through Rafael's psychotic mind. He was going to kill that boy for touching her, feeling what he needed to feel to quench his thirst.