Before sunrise

I don't grieve, I shatter

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Friday November 11, 2022:

Esmee POV

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When Killian opens the front door, Emma quickly sprints towards her room.

I cannot blame her. The tension was felt so very heavy in the car.

Without looking at Killian, I walk upstairs.

I hear his footsteps fallow me.

I walk straight towards the mirror and take of my jewelry.

Killian walks in the room and stands on the other side of the room, watching me.

I pay no mind to him and continue with what I do.

Every once in a while, I spare him a quick glance throughout the mirror, and see that he has yet to move.

He watches me with a predictor expression.

Without even wanting to my body reacts, as shivers run though my body under his fierce stare.

I swallow and try to get control over my body.

I put weight on my other leg to relieve some pressure, as I feel my down part throb with desire.

Damn. Why is this so hard? I used to have perfect control over... well, everything!

I put down my last necklace and take off my lipstick, as I meet his gaze in the mirror.

I feel myself getting wet as his stare pierces through mine.

I loosen my hair, as it falls down in curls to my shoulders.

He looks at me like saying, 'Enough!'

Suddenly he walks towards me, grabs me by the back of my neck and spins me around to crash his lips on mine.

I gasp out in shock, as he forces himself onto me.

His lips leave mine as he rips open his clothes, standing bare chest before me.

Faster than I could have predicted he shoves my pants down together with my underwear. My shoes are next. Leaving me in my blouse and bra.

I have no time to think and make sense of the situation as he lifts me up and throws me on the bed.

I quickly push myself up, and see that Killian angrily messes with his pants. He unzips his pants and doesn't even take them off.

'Killian?' My voice sounds fearful.

His erections springs free, and the veins on it are visible.

I swallow as I feel fear in the pit of my stomach. This isn't my Killian. The man that stands before me doesn't seem to care.

Before I can say anything, Killian places himself on top of me as he takes my hands in his hand and holds them above my head. I am trapped!

'Killian?'

'Sttt...' He whispers.

And with that he pushes himself in me with force.

By body reacts in the most natural way, as I get more wet.

Killian groans out loud and he starts to push inside me in an unapologetic and non remorseful pace.

It almost hurts and I feel my body shut down.