Her Handicapped king

CHAPTER 29

Aria P.O.V

The room is dimly lit, a soft, muted glow from a single lamp casting shadows on the walls. The air feels thick with tension, almost suffocating in its weight. I stand near the bed, my heart racing as I watch Oscar, who leans casually against the doorframe, his eyes never leaving mine. I can feel his gaze burning into me, igniting a fire within that I can't control. Desperation and obsession consume me as I stand there, my fingers twitching at my side, resisting the urge to reach out to him first. I've been waiting for this moment, for his touch, for the validation I crave so deeply. He's all I see, all I want. Oscar doesn't say anything at first. He lets the silence stretch, his eyes roaming over me, taking in my vulnerability. He knows the power he holds over me - I'm willing to do anything, and he relishes in that control. His steps are slow, and deliberate, as he approaches me. When he finally stops in front of me, he reaches out, his hand lightly brushing my cheek. The touch sends a shiver down my spine. "You've been waiting for this, haven't you?" His voice is low, smooth, and laced with a dark amusement. He tilts my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Always so eager to please." My throat is dry, my pulse thundering in my ears. I swallow hard, my lips parting as I nod, my voice barely a whisper.

"I'll do anything, Oscar. You know that." His fingers trail down my neck, and I lean into his touch, craving it like an addict. It's as if every brush of his skin against mine ignites something in me, something wild and uncontrollable. But Oscar's touch is cold, calculated. He's toying with me, testing my limits, and I know it - but I don't care. His hand moves to the small of my back, pulling me closer. There's no warmth in his embrace - just possession. But I don't mind. I lean into him, my hands gripping his shirt tightly, afraid he'll pull away. But he doesn't pull away, not yet. Instead, he presses his lips against my ear, his voice a dangerous whisper. "I control you, Aria. Everything you do, everything you feel - it's because of me." My heart pounds in my chest, a thrill running through me at his words. I'm his, completely. I nod again, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "I know... I don't care. I just need you." At that moment, I realize the power dynamics between us. I am at his mercy, but I am also willingly giving myself over to him. And as he takes control of my body and my mind, all I can think about is how much I want him, how much I crave his touch.

Oscar P.O.V

"Aria, my love," I whispered, my voice a soft caress, soothing her frayed nerves. Yet beneath that calm veneer, there was always an edge of control. I made sure of that. "I promise this will all be over soon. Just a little longer, and we can be together. No more lies, no more hiding. Trust me." I watched her resolve crumble, just as I knew it would. She was predictable, and fragile. And I—well, I was the one holding the strings. A surge of dark satisfaction swelled within me as I watched her slip further into my grasp, her mind clouded by the hope I dangled like a forbidden fruit, just out of reach. It wasn't just hope I offered her—it was something far more dangerous. I gave her the illusion of safety, of love. Let her believe I cared. Let her think that her well-being was my priority, when in truth, every move she made, every thought she had, was under my control. "Don't you love me?" I asked, my fingers tangling in her hair, pulling her closer until she had no choice but to look me in the eyes. The pressure on her scalp made her wince, but she didn't dare pull away. She never would. Her lips trembled as she tried to nod, her voice barely a whisper. "Oscar, you know I love you more than anything. I'd do anything for you—anything." Her hand reached up, pressing against my face as though she could ground herself in me, in my presence.

I leaned in closer, my lips brushing the shell of her ear, and whispered, "If you truly love me, then you'll stay with Henry. You'll continue being his girlfriend, spying on him and Noah. Make sure they get no closer to me, understand?" For a brief second, I caught a flicker of hesitation in her eyes—disappointment, maybe even conflict. But it vanished as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by the obsessive devotion I'd planted in her

"Okay," she whispered, almost too quietly. "If that's what you want... I'll do it. Just don't ever leave me. Promise me, Oscar, never leave me alone." Her voice shook, eyes wide with something darker, something bordering on madness. But I want to see this kind of expression in someone else eyes______my rose, my love. That's what I needed from her—obsession, insanity. But even now, she wasn't fully mine. Not yet. I thought the drugs would have tamed her by now, broken her will, and made her easier to control. But she still clung to something—maybe her own sense of self, maybe a hope I hadn't quite extinguished yet. No matter. I'd continue dosing her, making sure she remembered only me. Me. Always.

Suddenly, pain ripped through my face. I hissed, stumbling back. Aria's nails had slashed across my cheek, drawing blood. She stood there, panting, her eyes wild with jealousy. "If you're with me," she spat, "then why are you thinking about her? That bitch—Rose!" I caught her wrist, hard. The crack of bone against my grip was satisfying. I pushed her hand behind her back, forcing her into submission. "You really think you can touch me like that?" My voice was low, venomous. "Stay within your limits, Aria. Don't forget where you stand. If you ever lay a finger on me like that again, I'll leave you in the same garbage heap I found you in, surrounded by the rats you belong with. Do you understand?"

Her breath hitched, but she nodded, trembling under the weight of my words. Fear—just as I liked it. I shoved her away from me, watching as she stumbled back, barely catching herself from falling. Her eyes darted up to meet mine, desperate and pleading. She was always begging for me—my attention, my approval, my love. But right now, I was done with her. "Get out," I snapped, heading toward my office. "I have work to do."

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