Their Possession

Thirty Seven

Elora's POV

I was sitting in a soft cushion while Natasha looked through every dress for me in this large luxurious boutique in this mall. She was looking at each and every dress with so much focus while I was sitting here doing nothing because I was not interested in these things anymore. Actually I am not interested in anything at all after what my life becomes.

I came out of my thoughts when my eyes caught the phone buzzing on the table in front of me. My eyes immediately searched for the owner of the phone,

"Natasha, someone is calling you." She just give me a glance before saying, "just ignore it." She again turned towards the bunch of dresses.

I looked at the phone than at her, contemplating what to do. I was going to ignore it just like she said but when it kept buzzing constantly, I changed my mind. I am just going to answer the call and tell them that she was busy at the moment so she will call you later. Yes, that is simple and easy. No trouble for anyone.

I took the phone in my hand and was little relieved when I saw the name 'preston' on the screen. I swiped up before placing it over my ear,

"For fuck's sake Natasha, why the fuck are you ignoring my calls from the fucking morning?" I blinked my eyes dumbfounded. First I never heard this much cursing in a single sentence. Second I have no idea why he was talking to Natasha like this.

"I swear to god Natasha I'm going to fucking spank that pussy before tearing it apart tonight."

Before I knew it I gasped in horror, my face went pale. "Jesus Christ."

The line went to silence for two seconds before he spoke again. "Hello.. who is this?" He asked with a nonchalant tone.

Before I reply to him Natasha came to me with bunch of dresses in her hands. "Elora, you should try this all. Everything will look good on you." She said with a cheerful smile.

"Um.. I am sorry that I answered your phone but Preston is in the line." I stretched my hand forward and she took the phone from me before hanging up the call. My eyes widened at that because now he is going to be very angry at her.

"What are you doing still sitting there? Do you want to spend whole day here?"

"Of course not." I frowned.

"Then hurry up and try everything I chose for you." She pushed me inside the dressing room before closing it behind me.

I placed four different dresses in the hanger before taking one out to change. I removed my clothes and tried to put on the white dress but it has a strap on one side and sleeveless on other side so I have to remove my bra so it wouldn't look weird.

I put on this beautiful white dress and looked at my reflection in the mirror that attached to the wall. It was beautiful and just ended right below my ass. A long transparent white cloth was flowing down on one side just covering my right leg. No way I'm going to wear this dress, knowing them I know what will happen.

I immediately removed it and looked at the remaining dress. Among them only one dress caught my eyes.

It was lovely sleeveless dress grey in colour. Adorned with beads on upper portion. And it was parted on the bottom so that one leg will show out sexily. I kept it in front of me and looked at the mirror and it is definitely looking good on me.

Just then something caught my attention in the mirror or rather someone. My breath hitched and before I could react, he slammed me on the mirror from behind and I yelped placing my hand on the mirror in front of me to steady my legs.

"Shut the fuck up." He placed a gun under my chin making me go wide eyed in fear. And I instantly recognised his voice. How could I forget this tormenting voice. This man who assaulted me in that room that day. I couldn't look at his face as my right cheek was pressed to the mirror. I dare not utter a word in fear of dying by his gun.

He pulled my both hands behind suddenly and the dress that was covering my body from front fell down on the floor leaving a space between the mirror and my naked body.

My eyes finally looked at the mirror and at the man behind me. His eyes locked with mine and I was stunned for a second, looking at his face. It was the first time I am looking at him but he looks familiar. And his attractive face and grey eyes feels very much familiar.

I came out of my thoughts when he lowered his gun to my collarbone. And that's when I realised that I was literally standing there naked only with my silk panties on. My wide eyes went to his in the mirror, and my breath came out harshly as his eyes roamed on my body through the mirror. When his gun trailed down to my stomach, I trembled in fear, "please.. don't."

He chuckled, "You should not fear me, my little princess. At least not until I give you a reason to."

He turned my body around, now my hands are crushing between my back and mirror. His one hand pressed the gun into my hip and the other caressed my shoulder and neck before creeping into my hair. His eyes trailed up from my breasts landing on my lips.

Lips which are quivering as my eyes started to tear up. He stepped forward invading my personal space, leaving no space between our bodies. My breasts smashed by his chest as he leaned down his head towards mine.

There was only a few inches gap between our face now and I started panicking thinking about what is going to happen. "No, wait." I tried to back away my head but his hand on my hair restricted any undesired movements.

His eyes glued to my lips and his tongue peaked out wetting his lips. His movements made my fear rise high. "I - I am married. You can't do this. Please stay away." My voice was obviously full of fear.

His eyes met mine and he smirked, "Not for so long, Elora. Soon enough you will come with me. Away from them. In my home. In my grasp. In my arms. And it's not like you are with them at your own will. But when that happens," he came closer as his nose brushed with my own. "I will make sure you remember who you belong to, I will make sure to mark your body and claim it. And don't think I will stop with that. I will fuck you raw until you give birth to our babies. I will not stop at anything sweetheart. Even if you beg me to stop, even if they try to get you back I will not stop at anything, Elora. Once I get my hands on you, I will stop at nothing." His voice becomes more deep and evil at the end leaving me both stunned and speechless.

I couldn't even comprehend what was happening anymore as I felt a tug on my hair and his lips crashed mine.

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Hello my readers,

I was trying to be more active to update my story but I don't feel satisfied with my writing in this chapter at all.

Hopefully my writing style will improve in the next chapter..