Xander

5.

*Warning* There's a rated R part in this chapter, please read with caution.

Harper's P.O.V

"Make sure no one comes in." I heard faintly from outside the kitchen.
Then, the next thing I knew, he burst through the door and a million shivers ran down my spine as it slammed behind him.
    I knew that he was standing just a few feet away from me, and I knew that his eyes were shooting daggers at me, just like they were yesterday night. I understood all of this, but I didn't dare look at him, so I just stayed still like I was in a trance. The only thing that got me out of it was hearing his quick footsteps on the ground coming straight towards me.
    I suddenly snapped out of it and impulsively started to take steps backwards, which was a bad decision, because in just a few seconds I found myself trapped in between him and the corner of a wall.
"H-hey, you can't be back here—"
I was stopped mid sentence because he put his hand around my neck and started to squeeze, hard. I gave it my all to try to remove his hand from my neck, but it was useless, his one hand was stronger than my two together.
    "I come and go as I please, and no worthless whore is going to change that now, or ever," he said, gritting his teeth, "understand?"
    I nodded my head, but his tight grip didn't change.
"I-I understand." I weakly replied.
    He then let go of my neck, and I instantly fell to my knees coughing uncontrollably and gasping for air.
Tears started to fill my eyes, but I tried my best to hold them back. It takes a lot to make me cry, but his grip was so tight to the point where if he would have held on for just a second longer, I definitely would've passed out.
I held my neck and winced when I accidentally touched the spot that he had held too hard.
"Not so fun when someone damages something that's yours, is it?" He said mockingly.
    "W-what do you want?" I said in a shaky voice.
My knees shook against the ground as he started to bend down to my level.
"Well, for your information I had plans that I was looking forward to last night, but I wasn't able to go because of your little stunt," he began to say in a low voice, "and since you were the one to ruin those plans, in my eyes it's only fair for you to fill in for what I had missed out on."
I gulped as he started to stand back up, and after he did, my heart skipped a beat at the sound of his belt unbuckling.
Completely disregarding the fact that I didn't want to make eye contact with him, I quickly looked up only to see his dark and petrifying eyes looking down at me just as I had expected. And as we looked at each other he pulled his belt through the loops and threw it on the ground somewhere behind him.
    The sudden adrenaline in my system caused me to attempt to get back up, but he just pushed me back down on my knees like I was as light as a feather.
I started to hyperventilate as he began to slightly pull down his pants, and then his boxers.
"P-p-please just l-leave me alone." I stuttered.
"You want me to leave you alone?" He asked.
I stayed silent, I was way too scared to talk.
"That ship sailed when you ran, bitch." He said as he pulled out his member right in front of me.
I gagged at the sight of it, and didn't waste any time turning my head so I didn't have to look.
    "Suck it." He demanded.
There's no way he's being serious.
    I still didn't look at him or it, I couldn't. The only thing I could manage to do was keep my mouth shut and shake my head.
    "Fine, if you want to be difficult, then we can do this the hard way." He said.
He lifted my chin so gently, but then harshly grabbed my nose to hold it shut, and then began to squeeze it so I couldn't breathe.
I thrashed around, desperately trying to get his hand away from me, but I was trapped against the corner with no way out.
I didn't want to let him win, but I was feeling lightheaded, and couldn't hold my breath anymore.
I gasped for air, and right as I did, he took his opportunity. He shoved his dick right into my mouth and I could feel him pushing it down my throat.
I wanted to throw up. I started to gag and choke, but he didn't care. He slowly moved it in and out while letting several moans escape his mouth, so I knew he was enjoying himself with my suffering.
No matter how hard I tried to push him back, no matter how much I gagged, he continued on. I tried so hard to get him away from me, but I couldn't.
    "You're not enjoying yourself baby?" He asked laughing a bit.
After trying to fight him off for what felt like forever, I realized that I ultimately was just wasting my energy, so I endured the last few moments of him torturing me until he finished. And it was the worst taste that's ever touched my tastebuds.
    He pulled his dick out of my mouth, then zipped his pants back up and went to go reach for his belt. However, I stayed on the ground quietly whimpering and trembling against the wall while I wrapped my arms around my legs. I didn't want to move, let alone stand up and face the person who violated me.
    "If you ever dare to disrespect me again," he started to say as he pulled his belt back through the loops, "the next time I will finish inside of you."
I trembled at his words, he was incredibly horrifying and he caused me so much emotional and physical pain.
I still didn't look at him, I just kept my head down until I heard his footsteps trail away and the kitchen door slam behind him again. I sighed in relief when I looked up and saw that he was gone.
    I slowly stood up and took deep breaths attempting to calm myself down. The only thing I wanted to do was go home and forget that this whole thing had ever happened, but I knew that was a lot easier said than done.
    I looked at the clock that was hung on the wall near one of the ovens.
2:58PM.
    It's close enough to three, I'm just going to go home.
I punched in my numbers to clock out for the day, and then left the restaurant. I didn't want to think about what happened, but my intrusive thoughts kept replaying everything that unfolded just a few moments ago as I walked to my car.
    I tried so hard not to think about what had happened as I drove home, but it was a difficult task given the circumstances.
After a rough drive, I pulled into the driveway of my house, still feeling uneasy.
I took another deep breath as I exited my car, and then walked up the driveway towards my house.
"Hey Harper, I'm almost done with making lunch." My mom called out as she heard me come through the front door.
    "I'll be right there." I replied.
I took of my shoes and walked down the hallway towards the kitchen.
    Andrea was already sitting at the table waiting for my mom to finish cooking.
"Mom's making pho," she said, "your favorite."
    I sat down next to Andrea.
"Here you are." My mom said, placing a bowl in front of my sister and I.
    Andrea immediately started to gobble down the pho, but I took small bites as I didn't have much of an appetite. Any other day I would've been so excited to eat this traditional meal, but I just wasn't hungry after today.
    "Is something wrong Harper? You've barely touched your pho." My mom asked.
"No." I said a little bit too quickly.
    I saw that my mom had somewhat of a concerned look on her face, but before she had the chance to say anything else I changed the topic.
    "So, how was it staying home alone for the first time?" I asked Andrea.
"It was great! I took a shower and blasted my music as loud as I wanted without being yelled at to turn it down." Andrea said.
    My mom and I both chuckled.
"Sounds like it was a great time." I said smiling.
    After having lunch, I helped clear the table and then went straight up to my room and shut the door.
I hate locking myself away, but if I don't, they might notice that I'm acting off.
    I put my hands on my head and sighed. The sunlight coming through my window hit my face and reminded me just how tired I was after working over fifty hours.
    Maybe having a nap will make me feel better.
I took off my work clothes and bra, then changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants. I then walked into my bathroom and combed through my hair. After I was done, all I could think about was jumping into bed, however, just as I was about to lay down my phone went off.
    I picked up my phone and read the message that was sent to me.
Did you undress in front of the window to tease me, darling?