*If you don't like women to be controlled by men or can't tolerate abusive content, then I would prefer you to not read this story.*
*Only for 18+ adults*
I was about to say something but then I froze in my place when I felt a gun on the back of my...
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A girl was sitting on a stool while playing piano with her beautiful fingers moving them diligently. She was alone in the room. She does not want anyone to hear her nor she wanted to attract attention. She just wanted to spend her free time in doing what she always loves to do. Playing piano and letting her all sorrows and pain to it.
After a while, she finished the tune. It was soft and sad. She sighed and lowered her head. Her eyes were blank even though she was hiding so many secrets in them she still showed everyone how strong she is.
But soon the last person that she wants to see disturbed her free time with his clapping. She sighed once again as she knows who is the person. She took her bag and stood up from the chair facing the guy in front of her.
He gazed at her sitting in the corner of the room. He was sitting their from the start staring at her and observing how beautifully she play the piano, how beautiful she looked with her eyes closed. Once again she sighed which made the boy to let out a dry chuckle.
"What's with your sighing, I know you were not expecting me but too bad .. I am already here." , Dylan said with his usual smirk.
"What do you want Dylan? I have no time for your nonsense." , Dylan chuckled at her.
"I know you have no time for my nonsense because you have your personal nonsense to attend, don't you?"
His words didn't affect her much. He always does that. Calling her with names and taunting her, wasn't a new thing for her to handle. Somehow she's still thankful to Dylan that he hadn't told her secret to anyone.
"What happened? You have no words left, hmm. Oh yeah, slut like you will never let her nonsense go."
Once again he said words just to hurt her but it didn't affect her much. She only took a breath.
"What is it that you really want Dylan? Why are you here? I really have no time." , hearing her words Dylan clenched his jaw.
"Oh, what I want is.." , he moved closer to her. he placed his hands on the piano and leaned to her face making her lean back and fell on the stool on which she was sitting.
"I want you to be mine for one night." , she pushed him with all her might. Dylan also didn't protest and moved back. She started to walk towards the door because she knows that he only wants to play with her, nothing else and he's wasting her time like always.
Before she could go he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.
"Why? Why is it so hard for you to have a night with me? It's not like you have not done it before, I am sure you are almost close to having std, don't you? After all you are a whore."
This time her words made her angry. She harshly pulled her wrist out of his grip hurting herself..
"How many times I have to tell you that even though I am a whore or slut, I am never going to sleep with you."
