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Chapter 34 | Calling his name

His hand so effortlessly squeezing around my neck makes all the confidence wanish in a moment "oh you think you're tough? We'll see for how long" rough hands pulling me forward my naked body gets pressed against him with no way out.

I twist like crazy, my hands shooting on his chest I try and push him away from me. His chest vibrating beneath my palms and evil laughter starts echoing through my head "is that all you got?" he snaps down, pain overflowing my asscheek I know that he squeezed it really harshly, causing me cry out in pain. His hand dragging up I feel his fingers dig into the back of my neck, definitely leaving bruises before his mouth are forced down against mine while I protest, slamming my hands on him.

Being pushed back as he steps forward I again feel cold wall on my back, my gagging against his lips finally making him put his disgusting mouth off me.

"You look like a want-it-rough whore, but no worries, the level of roughness Imma give to you won't be pleasant at all" growling into my face with un unhealty level of psychotic in his voice.

And why does he keep calling me a whore? I am not a goddamn whore!

My eyes once again widen in fear and the panic makes me slam my hands on his chest again, trying to pry him off me "let me go!" knowing it won't work I don't get my hopes up as he really is so much stronger than me.

A few evil chuckles are all I get in return as I find his mouth back on mine making me want to instantly vomit. I cry, twist and push, but it is for nothing. Muffled sounds ripping out of my throat, his teeth roughly bitting over my lips, sucking my bottom one inside his filthy mouth.

What he's doing is not even kissing, it's just bitting. It just hurts, it is not pleasant at all. Well, he did say that he'll ruin me and that he'll take the roughness on another level so I can just imagine how bad it's going to hurt.

Speaking of hurting, loud cry rips from me as his teeth crash down on my lip, tearing my skin apart.

Getting his mouth off me I sob as warm fluid starts running down my chin along with hot tears escaping my eyes. Hissing from pain I pin my fingers over the cut lip, trying to reduce the pain and blood pouring. Feeling a drop fall on my bare chest, I panic even harder. By the amount of blood I'd say he made a pretty deep wound.

"Owh, so sorry Cali, you didn't like it?" he voices as my fingers are still placed over my mouth "can't have any physical evidence on you later on so I had to do it now, we have to find out how fast you heal, you understand right?"

Uh? So he's worried Dimitri is going to see the wounds when he comes back?

Not giving me any more time to think through his words, his hands slam me against the wall and his body is tightly pressed against mine again.

"P-please don't!" I beg, talking burning like hell.

Fire splashing through my mouth I cry out as his hand lashes forwards and he takes my bottom lip in his palm, nails digging into the flesh inside of my mouth, squeezing hardly.

"Shut the fuck up" barking down at me, squeezing even harder I realize he can tear off my lip in a moment if he wants to.

No more begging. I can't take all this. I just cry.

What feels like burning hours later he finally releases my lip, sweeping my tongue over inside of it I feel it wounded and bruised all over.

His hand snatching around my throat blocks the airway for a moment, devilish grin echoing between us "that's it, look how quiet you can be when you realize your place. Don't worry about it though, many women need to be beaten down to their place, taught who's incharge, I guess that's just how you bitches're made, isn't it?"