Dynasty Boys

Chapter 17

Elle

It was soft, almost delicate, but I felt it. Someone was caressing my hair.

My heart raced as I listened to the deep, rhythmic breaths coming from somewhere close. I didn't dare open my eyes, my body frozen in place. The fear was suffocating, creeping into every corner of my mind. I tried to tell myself it was just a bad dream, but the warmth of another presence in my room felt far too real.

I felt a shift in the bed, the covers gently being pulled down. A chill ran through me, making me shiver as the cool air hit my exposed skin. I was only wearing a loose T-shirt, nothing else. My body tensed, a sense of vulnerability washing over me.

Then, my breath hitched. Something sharp, cold, and unfamiliar brushed against my skin, like a blade, or a needle, sending a shock of panic through me. My heart nearly leapt out of my rib cage, thudding violently in my chest as the sensation lingered. I couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't even breathe properly. The only thing I could do was wait, terrified of whatever was coming next.

"Please don't hurt me," I muttered, my voice barely audible as tears pooled in my eyes, blurring my vision. Every instinct in me screamed to escape, but my body refused to move. The fear was suffocating, and the weight of the moment pressed down on me like a heavy, unshakable force.

"Look at me!" he bellowed, his voice rough, distorted. It wasn't a voice I recognized. There was something unfamiliar, menacing, in the way he spoke, like it was being muffled behind a mask.

I tried to resist, tried to keep my eyes shut, but the command rang in my ears like a threat, forcing my body to obey. My pulse thudded in my ears, drowning out everything else, but somehow, I found the strength to open my eyes. My gaze flickered, disoriented, before I turned my head slowly towards him.

He was standing there, shrouded in the dim light, wearing a mask again, a blank face that seemed to mock me. My breath caught in my throat, a fresh wave of panic flooding me as my eyes locked onto his hand. He was holding something, a blade, its cold steel glinted in the low light. My stomach dropped as I realized the threat was real, the danger tangible, and I was utterly helpless.

I was alone. No one was there to protect me.

" No! No! No! Please don't hurt me!" I begged for mercy and tried to bypass him but he caught me before straddling me.

"I'm finally meeting you in flesh... my sweet and innocent, Elle. Did you behave ? Or should I punish you?" The masked man spoke menacingly before wiping my tears away.

"I don't want to hurt you but I won't hesitate if you continue behaving like that." He explained, the threat in his voice didn't go unnoticed as a shiver ran down my spine."Did you fuck him? After the fun fair ?" he added, his words catching me off guard.

How did he know I was with Carter at the fun fair? Was he following me everywhere ? I shocked my head quickly and stared at his awful mask.

"Did you love my present? Why aren't you wearing it?" He commented as one of his gloved hands touched my breast, making me whimper.

"Yes..." I trailed off. I really loved it because it was cute but hated it at the same time so the trash bin was its place. I wasn't planning to tell him the truth though.

" You should have worn it... you're so hot Elle. I could eat you right now. I want to fuck you so hard Elle but not today." He promised as his hand explored my stomach and met the hem of my panties.

"Please don't!! No. No. No!!!" I pleaded and tried to fight.

"Don't worry I'm not gonna fuck you now... I want to take my time with you." He said and took his vicious hand off before getting up. "!I'll be back soon... don't try anything. Don't call the police and don't you dare approaching another guy or I will kill him. If you tell anyone about this I will know too so don't even waste your energy." He added, his voice full of unspoken promises.