He took me away, just like that, I was absolutely dumbfounded, but in sooth I was really tired, the constant potions of the sedatives and the fight made me burnt out. I was looking out of the window, red rage blurred my vision but I could do nothing about it as if my heart was okay with the fact that it was defeated and against this man, he sure as hell was alluring. The poise he carried was commendable and I was drawn towards it, but this was wrong he was the enemy and I will take him down, even if it takes whatever I'll put an end to this.
We were slowly leading towards his manor, he kept stealing long glances at me. I decided to keep quiet, just facing away from him and taking in the view. My hands and legs were terribly aching from all the endurance and bondage, the metal cuffs were bitting onto my wrists and ankles. The chain was causing me discomfort between my ass cheeks, but it wasn't so hard concealing it.
As he entered the driveway, I drank in the sight of the marvelous edifice in front of me. The exterior was mat jet black. The bright sight from the glass balcony was illuminating on the threshold that was made out glistening porcelain marble, the house was showing off the posh of the man who possessed the property. I got to carried away, nonetheless the wiles this man had, I should be repellent and agin to anything he does.
The only option left was to use my feminity as a sway and get myself out of this havoc. I knew how foul it sounded but wasn't that all he wanted from me. My body. Wasn't that every men wanted from us. A body that would suit with their own selfish needs. To use. To taint.
The car stopped and I looked at him for the first time during this whole car ride, his lips moulded into the most beautiful smile I've seen on a man. I could watch his face meticulously now. He looked ravishing. He had this look to his face which could bewitch any woman, bring them instantly on their knees to worship him as their god. Woah what? The fuck is happening I was actually- okay I'm sick. I turned towards him and tried to put on the valley girl accent as best as I could.
"Will you take these off?" I said, sweet venom dripping from my voice, the surprise was visible on his face but he hid it instantly.
"Only if you're a good girl, princess. Yeah then sure I'll take them off soon enough." His response was quite predictable but he was witty enough to know that I won't actually comply.
"But what about now." I said and pouted my lips, his brow scrunched, confusion dawned his face but he concealed it quickly and picked up his phone to call someone, he started babbling in his native tongue, I had no knowledge that Mr. Vasilios had a greek lineage, and damn it was sexy, the way his tongue rolled at every word he spoke, I could just imagine how his tongue would work on me of he gets a chance.
I was getting highly distracted by the eye candy sitting in front of me but it's time I should come to my senses, in a while he hung up and hooking his eyes with mine he leaned forward and blew at my ear, evident shivers shook my entire being, if only my hands were free, we would have been sinning, the tip of his tongue grazed my ear shell and heat puddled my lower body, making me clench my already pressed thighs.
I felt chills at my back and a painful vice at both of my forearms realising that the gate to my side had been opened and this was yet another intrusion to get me vulnerable and fish me away. Bloody fucker.
"Bye-bye Rose." He said to me with a toothy smile plastered on his face and his hand waving at me like a child, he actually looked adorable, but only thing I could do at the given juncture was shout and scream like mad women. The grip of his men on my hands was so fucking tight that it was bringing me pain enough for me to yelp.
We entered his house, just like it's master, everything could only be defined an effigy of absolute perfection, but I had more pressing matters at hand, well not technically they were tied, okay it was not time for quips. I wanted to fight but I was so tired and suddenly it was as if his men could read my mind they uncuffed my chains, I sigh escaped me and I massaged my wrists and ankles a little before I charged towards his men.
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Unbound (On Hold)
Roman d'amourShe was hellfire. Her beauty was tantalizing. She was charismatic, ethereal, a true goddess. Men bowed in front of her alluring self. But she was the angel of death in disguise. The one who would kill you without an ounce of remorse. She was THE ENC...