My beautiful butterfly in hell

unknown

chapter 4

I slowly pushed myself off the bed and undressed from my clothes, pilling them to the floor until I was left only in my black lace underwear. I leaned on the wall and pushed my legs forward one at a time until I was standing in front of the humongous mirror.

For a moment I didn't recognize the girl staring at me. She looked worn out. Now I get why he was staring at me like that. I had a large purple bruise on my ribs, both my legs were bandaged but now the once clean bandages were filled with blood. My lip was busted and there was a bruise there too and my hair looked like a mess, curls all over my face and some facing different directions. I slowly dragged my hands from my breasts trailing along all the bruises, new and old.

I wanted to scream and cry my heart so badly. I felt so broken, ....so torn apart. My life is something I would never wish on anyone. I wish for so many things and above all peace. Many nights spent with me crying for any sign that it would all eventually end. quietly, I started to hum grateful by Mahalia, just to divert my attention.

I moved my hands to comb through my messy curls and I could swear, I saw a shadow of a man staring at me through the mirror.

The hairs at the nape of my neck rose and my heartbeat accelerated.

"I'm just imagining things again."

I closed my eyes and hoped that when I open them it will just be my hallucinations. I opened them slowly and my mouth opened wide to scream but no sound came out. Right next to me, a shadow shaped in the form of a man stood there looking directly at my reflection. He had no facial features and only midnight black hair was falling to his face. He was taller than Troye and was dressed in all black. A black shirt fitting tightly to his supposed to be a body, black trousers and black boots. His hands were both tucked in his pockets. I tried to will my body to move, but it was as if I was compelled to stay there. I could feel myself shaking... but nothing changed .on the outside, I looked still .and .calm.

I know this feeling too well, the feeling of being paralyzed. He swiftly moved behind me and just stood there seeming as if contemplating something. At last, he lifted his hand to my hair and gently started to curl my curls, letting them slip on his finger, then delicately ran his thumb at the side of my face, tracing my jaw, eyebrows, nose and hesitantly my lips.

His sharp freezing hands made contact with my skin, biting at every place he touched. It was as if he was exploring no... marking my body, and every place his fingers glazed it was left burning with intensity. I sucked in a breath willing my accelerating heartbeat to calm down. A cool chill ran down my spine and involuntarily I shivered.

Unknowingly, I had closed my eyes and let the sparks lit a fire within my soul. His hand hungrily roamed my body, tracing every part of it. The fear I first had was long gone and in its place was a building need. I lost all control when his manly fingers gently brushed my nipples. A shameful sound escaped my lips, Sounding seductive and full of lust. For a minute I wasn't sure it was mine. He torturously sought me but never where I actually needed him to.

I pressed myself harder on him as if nudging him to continue and not stop, deliberately, he grabbed my waist and pulled my back harder towards him, until I could completely feel his muscular chest, abs and the hard erection nudging my bacK. I swear I felt drunk...drunk on this feeling that I never wanted it to end.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door bringing me out of my heaven. I quickly turned around to tell him to hide ...only to be met with no one. He had left. I stood there for a minute contemplating whether whatever happened really happened before there was another knock on the door again.

Remembering that I was still naked, I quickly rushed into the bathroom just in time as the door opened. I pressed my back on the door trying to figure out who was on the other side.

"Maam, I was sent to bring you clothes by miss Claudia. I have placed them on the bed. Do you need me to help you bath?" A foreign soft voice inquired from the other side.

"What is this place. I have hands, I think I can do it for myself."

I replied.

what is this place? that weird even. According to my guess, these people must be crazy rich or they are still living in medieval time. Anyway, I guess that means other people live in this house. Maybe I have a chance of survival.

"Pardon me, If you insist then I shall leave."She said in that same British accent that Claudia seemed to have. I remained on the door until I heard the bedroom door close.

Taking a couple few breaths, I opened my eyes. A small gasp escaped my lips. I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing.

in front of me was an astonishing massive walk-in shower with an enormous sunken bathtub that was covered around with a swathe of mosaic tiles matching the striking colour washed over the top of the sombre ceramics

But that not what caught my attention, It was the massive serene window at the end forming a cat away for the room and an outdoor effect. Through it, I could see a forest and the orange rays of the sun rising on the horizon. I felt mesmerized by all its beauty.

I opened the water and waited till it was filled to the top, then added shower gel that was placed next to all other types of soaps including shampoos. It smelled so earthly with a hint of mint.something about it that I couldn't clearly place made me calm. The minute I got in I could already feel my muscles relaxing and my goddamn wounds stinging like hell, but I've gone through worse so this is pretty nothing to me. A soft sigh of satisfaction left my lips.

I closed my eyes and let my mind wander to him. I could still feel his fingers lingering everywhere they had touched and unwillingly I pressed my thighs together. I can't believe I let him make me this needy. But oh god, I can't help but think of what else his hands could do to me. I pictured him holding me again, trailing his fingers all over my body just like he had done before but this time they would trail where exactly I needed them to. An involuntary moan escaped my lips.

I quickly opened my eyes. I must be crazy, how could I feel this way for a figures thing. Oh god ...for all I know it could have been an incubus, omg it actually could have been that. I shuddered just by thinking about it and quickly scrubbed my body. Once I was done I hopped out and wrapped myself in a fluffy towel placed on the hook. I change my mind, I don't want to meet that thing again.

Placed on top of the bed was a cute black crop top with a red short skirt that looked as if it was knitted but still looked hella sexy. I have to give Claudia applause, her sense of fashion is amazing. I wouldn't have expected less from her. I quickly dressed, then put my hair up in a messy bun and once I was done I decided to go and hunt down for the kitchen. I was so hungry and neither did Troye nor Claudia had returned.