Tortured - Jaele

|| Chapter Fourteen ||

I put my hand over her mouth and listened harder. The footsteps stopped for a moment and the air seemed to be eavesdropping on us.

"Apartment 22A says they sometimes hear some commotion going on up here so I think we should check it out."

I heard a voice from around the corner say. Looking to Riele, I pushed her into the elevator as soon as it opened, punching at the 1st floor button. My heart slammed against my ribs as I spotted a blue uniform and gleaming gold badge rushing by the doors as they closed again. Riele's eyes widened as I removed my hand.

"I hate you."

She squinted her eyes at me, dragging the back of her hand across her mouth. I scoffed at her and adjusted my collar.

"The feeling is mutual, but if you're expecting me to give one decent shit I'm so sorry sweetie I don't."

I shook my head and pinched her cheek between my fingers, the ease of a grin came to lips.

"Get off me."

She hastily turned her cheek, hissing the words through her teeth. She moved backward, my hand slid down to the base of her throat. I inched close enough to smell her warm skin. Riele was corned against the wall.

"If you're a good girl I might be nice enough to take care of this-,"

My other hand snaked up her skirt where I grabbed ahold of her entire pussy.

"For you."

I finished into her ear, flicking stray curls away from her forehead. Riele shuttered with rage's her eyes like daggers reflected their hatred into into mine.

"Keep your fucking hands to yourself. I'd rather drop dead."

"You just might."

I roughly drew her closer to me.

"Stop-"

"And what if I don't?"

"I'll scream."

The bitch opened her mouth and huffed up a deep breath. I tightened my grip around her neck and other hand delve to the curve of her ass. Squeezing hard. She whimpered.

"If you scream, you'll still be dead before anyone can hear you. Let's make good choices, little girl."

The doors of the elevator slid open and the company of the lobby began revealing itself. Quickly, I pressed a button on the panel to close them once more.

"I hate you, I hate you so much."

Riele breathed quietly, turning her eyes up to the shining gold ceiling above us as I dipped my head to her collarbones, opening the first few buttons of her top.

"Oh daddy knows, baby. Daddy knows."

I bit the top of one of her breasts hard enough to make her convulse. She yelped, the skin melted between my teeth. My hand was over her mouth again while I was feverly biting down on the wet nipple, sucking up her smooth nectar as she strained under me helplessly. When I pulled back she looked down at her chest.

Fresh purple bruises covered the once perfect surface of brown. She began to button hertop again instantly. Entire body was trembling, I grabbed her hands.

"I think you're forgetting that you're a guest here. And that you belong to me. I don't take orders from my property."

I said, squeezing her wrist.. Riele kept her gaze low. She swallowed, shaking her head without a word. I let go of her hand and let her finish closing her top. The doors to the elevator opened once more and the lobby was empty. I took Riele by the hand and led her out.