The Love That Kills | Z.M | (On Hold)

Chapter III

Warning!!!!!!

Slight Sexual Content!
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Nicole's P.O.V.

I continued to walk back keeping my eye on Yuri as he engaged toward for me. I finally made it to the wall and was forced to stop. I kept as calm as I could. I studied every move he made and from that I could guess what he would do next. Hopefully. He stopped coming at me when he was about 4 feet away from me. I saw his right foot move back and dig into the carpeted floor. I knew what he was going to do. Confidence ran through me as he did what I had predicted. He lunged toward me and at the right moment I moved out of the way and he rammed into the wall behind me. A picture that was on the wall fell and glass shattered everywhere. I ran away, but felt hands grab my ankle and I fell, stomach first, to the ground. I grunted from the sudden impact. I felt his hand slide up my leg, but I turned my head and kicked him right in the jaw with my free leg. He released my leg and fell backwards from the kick he received. I stumbled to get up and landed on some broken glass. I flinched from the glass piercing my hands and knees, but I had to keep going. I heard glass crunch behind me and then hands grab my waist. Yuri flipped me over and straddled my waist and held both my wrists in one of his large ones.

"Help!" I cried out, but was cut off by Yuri's hand.

"Shut up or I'll kill you." He whispered. "Understand?" He asked. I shook my head in understanding. He removed his hand from my mouth and I did not dare to speak. That same hand reached in his back pocket and pulled out a bandanna. He wrapped it around my wrists and a table leg nearby. I squirmed around, but was interrupted when Yuri's hand made contact with my face. At first I didn't feel anything, but after a few seconds the pain set in. I struggled to move my head to see what Yuri was doing. My eyes widen as I saw him unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers. He looked down at me and smirked. He reached for my pants and he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I shook my hips to try make him fall off to the side, but he didn't budge a bit, he was still sitting on my waist. He slowly rose up off of me, but only to remove my pants.

Goosebumps rose on my skin as my pants were completely removed and thrown to the side. Yuri looked at me with lust as he removed his pants as well. He stood there and just smiled at me which made me even more uncomfortable. His boner was apparent through his thin boxers. He got down on his hands and knees down by my feet. He crawled back on top of me and dragged his hands along my bare legs and stopped at the bottom of my panties.

"Not yet, I wanna see all of you before we start." He growled. He slid his hands up my torso and under my shirt. His hands were cold and scratchy. I closed my eyes as his hands found my breasts. I tightened my eyes as he knead them through my bra. Then he quit and I opened my eyes as he threw the shirt up over my head, but it had to hang around my bloody arms since I was tied up. I was in front of him with nothing on, but my underwear and bra.

He leaned down and kissed my neck roughly, leaving sloppy wet kisses all over my neck. He went down to my collarbone and began to kiss me roughly all the way down to my chest. His hand slapped my face as I continued to squirm around. "Stop it!" He yelled and pulled a knife off of the table I was tied to. He glided it over my stomach and whispered, "I don't wanna hurt you baby, I wanna make love to you." I spit in his face and he laughed whilst he scanned my chest. I felt horrible, but I couldn't lose hope. He was still looking down at my chest. "Now let's see how you look without that sexy bra on." I shook my head and shut my eyes tight, my breathing escalated and my chest was rising and lowering faster than normal. I waited for his cold hands to unclasp my bra, but heard an unusual sound and Yuri groan. I opened my eyes to see Yuri knocked out on the ground next to me and a tall young man, maybe in his early 20's, shaking his right hand in the air. The man walked over to me and I kicked my legs at him.