A PROFESSOR- STUDENT SUSPENSE MYSTERY THRILLER DARK ROMANCE NOVEL.🖤
"Pleaseeeeee....." I beg him, I'm so so close , His thrusts making me lose my mind
"Please what? I need words " I gush more under his deep husky voice
" I need ahhh ----, I need to...
" Ahhhh" I clasp onto my injured ankle, pain shooting through my entire body, A pitch black room with no light just shadows twisted and slithered like malevolent serpents. The only sounds are the distant hum of a broken fluorescent light and my ragged breaths .
I try to get up but stumble into the room, tripping over unseen obstacles and bumping into dark shapes that looming all around me.
" Hello?, Is someone here? " My heart pounding into my chest, each beat a deafening reminder of my vulnerability.
I move forward but Suddenly my foot gets caught on a discarded piece of furniture. With a gasp, I topple forward, my hands instinctively reaching out to break my fall.
" Ohh my god" Pain shoots through my wrist as I hit the cold, unforgiving floor, the impact jarring my entire body.
I lay there for a moment, disoriented and in pain, before trying to push myself up. My wrist throbbing, sending waves of agony through my arm with each movement.
I just need him right now, the only one who sheaths from every storms, every despair. I bite my lips trying to stifle a cry, tears welling up in my eyes. The air is thick with dust and an overwhelming sense of dread starts filling me.
My mind racing, trying to piece together how I ended up in this forsaken place. As I am struggling to rise, my hand brushes against something sharp and metal. I recoil instinctively, feeling a thin line of warmth as blood trickles down my finger.
" Where are you? Please save me , you promised me that you will always protect me" I whisper to myself thinking about him. I know he will come for me, he will never let anything happen to me.
Desperation claws at my insides as I force myself to stand, leaning heavily on my uninjured side. The darkness seeming to close in around me, every step I take accompanied by the creak of the floorboards and the echo of my own labored breathing.
Suddenly, a distant noise reaches my ears-a rough, almost imperceptible rustling. I freeze, my panic mounting. I strain my eyes, but the darkness is impenetrable, concealing the source of voice lurking within it.
" Who is there?" I take a tentative step forward, and then another, my senses heightened by fear. My each movement a gamble, the uncertainty adding to my distress.
And suddenly the room is flooded with bright light, I scrunch my eyes trying to adjust to the brightness.
Slowly as I unfold my lids, the figure in front of me takes my breath away. I feel like someone has plunged a sharp knife inside my heart.
" You ?" A faint whisper rumbles through my lips, This can't be true, he can't even think of hurting me.
I try to move again but a jagged pain shots up my leg as I step on a broken piece of board.
" Ahh" I cry out, unable to contain the sound this time. My balance falters, and I crash into a nearby piece of furniture, sending it clattering to the ground.
He just stands there and watches .
The man who couldn't even see a single tear in my eyes just observes me like a statue.
The betrayal is almost paralyzing me eroding my trust , my faith.
" Tell me all of this is a lie, please" My breaths come in short, frantic gasps, the room spinning around me
" None of this is a lie, whatever you are seeing is truth" His clipped tone is making nausea flood through my belly.
No, no, no this can't be true he can't think of hurting me.
I feel as if the walls are closing in, suffocating me with their oppressive presence.
I clutch on to my injured leg, feeling the warm, sticky blood oozing from the cut. The injury isn't hurting me as much as the shards of betrayal is, I want to forget all of this as a lie as a nightmare but the truth is that this is the reality.
" So what are you going to do with me?" I chuckle at the irony of this situation. Even The room seems to mock my struggles. My vision blurring with tears as I desperately try to stand up.
" Kill you and throw your body so far away that even vultures won't be able to trace you " He hollers out an evil laughter.
I sob into my hands feeling shattered and betrayed by the person I loved and trusted so much.
" Then do it, finish everything " I mutter, My body trembling from the emotional turmoil that's ravaging me.
" You still have not finished her yet? What the hell are you waiting for?"
Another voice comes from behind, I know the source of this voice too.
But my heart is not ready to believe it yet.
Please God tell me that it's not him.
The looming figure comes in front of me and my fragile heart crushes once again, I fall on the floor with a thud,
" You are also involved in this?" I gulp the remaining tears , my world seems like being cloaked into the penumbra of darkness.
My whole life feels like being laid over ruins, obliterated by this deceit and betrayal.
" I thought you loved me" I mumble staring blankly at the wall, still having the hope that suddenly all of this will end like a nightmare.
" You were wrong baby, I never loved you, now be ready to face death" The man's voice wrecks apart my already gaping wound.
I have no more energy left in me to fight, to scream, to welp, to ask what was my fault in all these.
" Then do it, kill me, finish everything " I whisper, emotional exhaustion clawing my veins.
And he pulls the trigger.
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Notes :
1. This book has a very happy ending
2. There is no cheating, no rape, no abuse, no non-consensual elements in the book.
3. The MMC is not a manwhore rather the complete opposite
4. There is no useless OW / OM drama in this book
5. Just because this is dark romance and there are some dark elements but that doesn't mean it will glorify uncanny toxic things
6. The MMC will never ever hurt his girl.
7. Please don't get scared or confused by reading the prologue, sometimes what appears in front of us isn't always the truth.
Trigger warning :
The MMC is over possessive and when I say overpossesive it means over the top ultra possessive.
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Next update Monday
Sorry I am extremely sick, that's why the update got late.
