To Love a Monster

Chapter 9

Song: You don't own me By Grace ft G-Eazy

I slipped my hand over my torso. My taunt muscles and slinky smile met my gaze. Once a girl, but now a woman. 

My tight dress showed off just the right amount of curves. Give Devan a thing to think about and look at. I smiled evilly. It was time for me to become the woman Dev wanted. Become the person who he can't control. Make him fight for me. Want me. 

I strode down the halls. His large mansion reminded that he was in control of everything. I slowed as I reached the great double doors into his office. I heard some noise from behind. The sounds of things crashing and someone yelling. 

A gun shot sounded. I shuddered. His temper was something no one could rival. I pushed the doors open. 

"Devan." I asked. 

He whipped around and touched his gun at his side. His entire body screamed rage. I tensed and his eyes softened as he looked at me. "Devine." He pulled me into his arms and crushed his mouth to mine. 

"Dev." I pulled away. "What was the gun shot from?"

"Nothing, just some business." He kicked the dead form in the center of the room. I shuddered and walked to his desk, sitting on top of it. 

He stalked over to me and put both his hands on the desk. He leaded in, and I turned my face. 

"No." I whimpered. 

"No?" He looked at me. 

"No." I confirmed. "Not n...now ." I tried to sound convincing.

"Baby, I don't think you have a choice." His voice was deep and husky, filling my senses as I tried weakly to push him. "I am yours." 

"But Dev." I whined as his hands cupped my cheek. 

"De, please, let me make up our lost time. Please baby girl, let me worship you, like the queen you are." 

I whined and his hands roved and roamed my body. All thoughts of yelling at him for putting me on display the night prior and telling him to not touch me fled. 

I pushed him off and hopped of his desk. His long fingers beckoned me to him. 

"No Devan." I grit out. "No." 

"Devine, I believe we are forgetting ourselves baby." He backed me into a corner. His face got closer and closer as I tilted mine away. "You are mine. MINE. And I can do what ever with you when ever I feel like it." His hot breath ghosted my heaving chest as he dipped his head. "Such a bad girl." 

"I am a bad girl. But I'm a damn good woman." I purred. "And I make you happy." His face hardened. "Dev. When you left. What did you think about?"

"You." He breathed. "I looked everywhere to stalk you." 

"You looked for me. And I for you." I panted. His hands straying farther and farther south. "But Devan, I want to talk to you about something. Not do this right now." 

"Baby girl your body says differently." He smiled. He looked like the dark demon who held my soul in his hands. He could crush me with the words he only knew. If he were to utter them, I would be domed to him. "Your choice of clothing tells me you want me. And your sent, it screams take me." His glinting teeth gleamed against the black room. 

"Devan." I mumbled shakily. 

His hands grabbed mine and pushed them above my head. "Baby girl, I think you need to be punished." He slithered up again and I heard a click. I looked up and took in the chains above me. Chains I was now bound to. 

"Dev" I whispered. He moved down my body to my slender ankles. He kissed them and then chained them. 

"Good baby." He purred. He then stepped away and walked back to his desk, leaving me changed to the wall, whimpering and whining. 

I felt a bit of wetness slip down my face. Tears. I felt the wetness sliding down my thighs as well. Devan just sat there going about his business. 

I told you. I tried. But you knew he would do this to you didn't you.   My brain screamed at me. You like this you filthy girl. You enjoy being on display for this devil. 

More tears fell from my face as I looked at the man in front of me. His delicate brows were scrunched in stress and his long fingers gripping the phone. I tried to listen to his conversation but failed. He knew. He knew what this would do to me. 

I felt the drip down my legs to my ankle. I whimpered and tried to bring my legs together but failed once more. 

Devan hung up and strode to me. His skilled fingers traced up my leg. "So baby girl. Are we ready to listen?" He touched the wet. "My my desperate aren't we." He smirked. 

"Dev." I cried as he crushed his mouth to mine. I moaned and surrendered. His mouth felt amazing on mine. 

"Baby, you didn't wear panties did you?" 

I shook my head and his breath caught. He smirked and I knew all to well what was coming for me next.