Us- Completed

Chapter 39

I shook helplessly in a strange mixture of lust and furious anger. He made me just so stomping mad. If only he wasn't so fucking attractive as well.

I bit back my urge to spat and claw at him like a maniac. "You don't deserve to know anything about me. Nothing at all."

"I don't deserve to know? If not me than who? Don't tell me that fucker you call uncle is who I am up against," Eric snapped at me furiously. His grip on my arm tightened and I was shaken hard till my teeth rattled.

"Stop it," I cried out. "You're hurting me."

I blinked uselessly at the tears that threatened.

"Hurting you? You don't know what that even means. I could hurt you if you wanted." He smirked at me almost cruelly. "I didn't think you were into that."

My lower lip wobbled with effort to keep me from openly bawling my heart out. Why was he being so cruel?

I tugged uselessly to free myself only to have him haul me up against him. Holding me closer. Bundling me up in his arms.

"Shh don't fight me," he whispered huskily. " You want this as much as I do. You belong to me."

The rip could be heard loud and clear. I screamed. The terror that rose was horrorfyingly familiar. Only Eric had been my savior then. He could not be my assailant now. He couldn't.

"What is wrong with you?" I cried out. " Why are you doing this to me?"

"You did this to me. Flaunting your having sex with him. Do I mean nothing to you at all? Does what we shared mean nothing?"

He's asking me this?

Rip!

I was clad in shreds and that too not for long. Eric moved swiftly to divest me of my clothes. The hint of skin showing through only served to wet his appetite for more and more still. He grew almost frantic in his movements to completely strip me bare.

I was shaking uncontrollably, pleading with him helplessly to stop.

"Please, please,plea..."

"Save your pleas, Jo," he murmured hotly before chanting ruthlessly," Jo, Jo, Jo, Jo...."

I was stripped naked and lifted over his shoulders. I screamed again and thrashed against him. I was by now blinded by terror. I didn't recognize Eric anymore. I didn't know him. I worked with him day in day out for so many years and I do not recognize the man at all.

His movements suddenly stilled and the sound of fabric rustling enshued again then Eric moved once more and a spray of cold chilling water hit my back setting off my screams again.

His laugh echoed out around the bathroom. As cold and chilling as the water that hit my back. I was tugged down off his shoulder and made to stand before him.

"Stand still, darling. You wanted a shower. I am simply giving you one."