Hostage Love

Chapter Fourteen Open me

Warring this chapter contains sex, anyway continue on 💕



My long chestnut hair sits on my head in a high ponytail. I'm wearing a black sports bra, leggings and tennis shoes. Sweat rolls down my body as I run with Viktor through the forest on the property. I didn't even know my father owned this part of the property.
The forest is beautiful and alive. Dark greens and light green blending in perfect harmony. Bird's chirp above in song. I have never felt such peace before.

Viktor pushes me further and further in the forest. We need to build your muscles; you're weak he had said this morning pinching my arm as we were walking out of the house. I had laughed at him and punched him in the arm with a smile, forgetting who I'm supposed to become now.

I quickly cleared my throat and looked away. Not a word has been said since then, but I don't mind not wanting to get into any deep conversations anyway. This may be why it is so quiet, though, and I'm grateful.

It's hard enough being around him as it is. I know without a doubt that if I let my self, I could easily fall in love with this man. I have known this since the moment I have met him. The sparks fly the moment we touch or make eye contact. The constant battle with my self has become exhausting.

I'm not supposed to be feeling anything; I don't want to feel anything anymore.
I can't afford to feel anything anymore. Viktor has become the most dangerous person in my life. I'm so terrified of the woman I was now. That woman would not be able to survive this place. The devil's palace. The mafia.

Viktor stops beside me and grabs my arm, gently stopping me also. I don't know if Viktor knows this, but something has changed in him too. I can still remember the ride here like it was yesterday, or perhaps he was always like this and just chose to be another side of himself at the time. I shake my head. No more like my father set this up so he could stick us together running his empire.

" Why have we stopped?" I question, cocking my head to the side. I stand there looking at him, him looking at me waiting for him to answer, but he doesn't. His lips crash on mine. I tense beneath him. No, no, please don't.
He doesn't move at first, but slowly, his hand comes up my sweaty back and into my hair, pulling the hair tie out and letting it fall.

My hair tumbles around me as he pulls me closer to his chest and moves his mouth on mine, prying my mouth open. I start to lose my battle slowly. I move mouth with his hesitantly and run my hands up his hard chest.

I'm falling; I'm falling into his embrace and melting at his touch. My wall is slipping away. I can't; I can't. "Please, I can't," I try to push him away, but he doesn't stop. My reason to fight wants to leave me altogether. My father's face and Max's come into my mind giving me strength. I shove him away with every ounce of power.

"I said stop," I yell before I turn away and run back the way we came. My feet hit the ground hard and fast, dirt flying as I go. Viktor snatches my arm, my body jerks back into his chest.

He grabs both sides of my face searching my eyes. " tell me what wrong, tell me now and not lie" his accent comes in deep as he says this. I bite my lip hard. My breathing heavy. " Why do you care?" I question in anger.

"Answer my question, Lyra," he says, still holding my face. " There is nothing wrong with me." I declare not believing my lie. "Your lying, why are you lying, do no longer want me? No, that's not it. I know you feel this spark between us. I know you want me. Why are you holding back? Is it because of your father? If it is, don't worry about him, you will not be here much longer."

"wha....what, what do you mean I won't be here much longer?" I ask confused and shocked at his words. This frustrating man does not answer me but instead kisses me. I'm so caught off guard I kiss him back. When I realize what I'm doing, it's too late, my resolve further slipping away. I kiss him again with all the emotions I have been holding back.