Bound by Obsession

chapter 9 : punishment

**Chapter  9: punishment?"

Tristan's eyes narrowed as Marco entered his office with an urgent demeanor. "Boss, I found something," Marco announced, his voice tinged with apprehension.

Tristan leaned back in his chair, fixing Marco with an expectant gaze. "Go on, Marco. What did you find?"

"It's about Mrs. De Luca," Marco began carefully. "I noticed something suspicious on the CCTV footage. It seems Mrs. De Luca has a phone."

Tristan's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "A phone? How did she manage to get one?"

"It appears that Liam was the one who gave it to her," Marco explained, emphasizing the name spelling.

Tristan's jaw clenched at the mention of Liam's involvement. He knew he had to act swiftly. "Continue," he urged Marco.

"After further investigation, I discovered that Mrs. De Luca attempted to make a call. However, before she could do so, the signal was abruptly cut off," Marco elaborated.

Tristan's mind raced with possibilities. Liam's interference was a direct challenge to his authority, and he couldn't let it slide. "Find out everything you can about Liam and his accomplices. I want to know their every move," Tristan ordered, his voice cold and authoritative.

Marco nodded in understanding before leaving to carry out Tristan's command.

Alone in his office, Tristan's thoughts turned to Isabella. He knew he had to confront her about Liam's actions and put an end to her plans of escape once and for all. With a determined glint in his eyes, Tristan prepared to face her and confront her.

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After some time
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Tristan returned home to find Isabella lost in her thoughts, her troubled expression not escaping his notice. His eyes darkened as he realized the source of her distress - the failed attempt to contact Liam.

Sensing her unease, Tristan approached her from behind and enveloped her in a back hug. "Isabella, what's wrong?" he inquired softly, though the underlying tension in his voice was still recognized.

Isabella tensed at his touch, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. She knew Tristan suspected her involvement with Liam, but she couldn't bring herself to confess the truth.

"It's nothing, Tristan," Isabella replied hesitantly, her voice betraying her inner turmoil.

Tristan tightened his grip on her, his lips grazing her earlobe as he spoke. "Are you sure, my sweetheart? I detest liars, especially when it comes to my wife," he murmured darkly, his words carrying a warning.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Isabella stuttered, her heart pounding in her chest. "I'm fine, Tristan. Why would I lie about something?"

Tristan's gaze bore into hers, his expression was difficult to identify as he contemplated her response. He knew she was hiding the fact that she tried to contact liam, who he hated the most for being close to his amore.

"And that's it. He came towards her and pulled her by her waist. and bit her earlobe and whispered, 'I know everything Amore, every fucking thing, and still, still you tried to mess with me and tried to lie to me. Well, you would get your punishment, Mrs. De Luca,' and she was scared, scared to death.

He came towards her and pinned her hands.

'What r u doing Tristan leave me,' she tried to sound strong but failed miserably. She tried kicking him but nothing worked; in fact, it only infuriated him.

'You did it all on your own; now take what I'm giving you like the good girl you are, or else it'll be worse, sweetheart.'

He kissed her but she couldn't push him; she tried to get off him but still couldn't because he was stronger.

He bit her bottom lip gently for entrance but she didn't give any, so his hand went towards her inner thighs and pinched her harshly, making her gasp.

Taking this chance he forced his tongue into her and started sucking her tongue.

After he realized that she was out of breath, he left her.

'Please don't do this,' she begged,

but in return, he said, "It'll just teach you a lesson, sweetheart. Don't worry, I won't fuck you yet... because it'd be both of us losing our virginities that night. Our wedding night," he smiled.

But she was only scared for what was about to happen.

He pushed her onto the bed and tied her hands with his tie; she started crying. He wiped her tears and said, 'Don't ever try to defy me, love.' With that, he started sucking her neck, leaving marks on her sensitive skin. He ignored her cries, her pleas, her everything.

He soon went to her breasts and took off  her bra"This belongs to me," he declared, pinching her breasts hard before sucking on them forcefully.

She screamed for him to stop, but he ignored her pleas.

He bit her breast so hard that it started to bleed.

"Will you ever do this again?"

"No, never, please leave me now"

"Tell me whom do you belong too now?"

"You tristan.. y-you"

"Hmm... i love you sweetheart, im leaving you since it's your first time but if you dare to do it again I'm going to punish you worse than this" he threatened her

She didnt say anything which angered him but he kept his calm.

"Dont wear anything, it might be uncomfortable as its bleeding" he pointed out at her breast.

She decided to ignore him and tried to wear the bra

He says "it wouldn't take me a second to continue that if you try to disobey me"

She immediately laid down without doing anything. He smirked seeing the effect he has on her.

He went and brought a first aid kit. He cleaned her and applied an ointment.

He layed beside her and kissed on her forehead.

"I'm sorry amore, but i just cant let you go away from me. I love you sooo muchh.. but if you ever try to go away from me again you'd have to face the consequences which you can never control"

With that he drifted off to sleep with her in his arms. He held her possessively strong. He left her with so many unanswered questions and dark nightmares of his. She wondered if she could ever sleep peacefully.

But little did she knew it was just that start.

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