Trinket ✔️

CH6

"Hopeless"

2020

She can see he knew. He thought he gave her enough time to come out with this problem but his poor Ivy was showing her stubborn side. he liked the fierce part of the situation but her disagreement angered him the most.

It was not that he doesn't want kids but maybe not now. He was young and he wanted to enjoy his life.

Keeping his mouth shut he just glared at her with his best sinister smile. He knew she already was in fear and she can start crying anytime soon. But he wanted more, he wanted to show her that if he can show his soft side to her it doesn't mean his rough and old side was gone. 'how wrong she is, that she thought I would ever let her do what she wants'

Taking the slow steps he stood right in front of her where she was still standing against the door.

she was crushing her destiny that why this man was so crazy over her body that he didn't even care to kill an unborn soul. where on other hand she built a never-ending bond with it.

Lust can erase empathy

"You didn't go for the Abortion, right?" he stated with a tilted head it looked like he was in the way to be possessed by the evil.

Her already moist eyes were now flowing like a river. she didn't even realize when she started to beg him "please Owen it's your child, it's a small life... you will become father, Owen... he or she will love you so much... please Owen don't do this to us." holding her hands around her belly and sobbing like a crazy woman she stated her deepest fear in front of him.

But he being him and drunk in his lust "You know... Don't you?" he chuckled walking close as possible and jerking her to his level on her tiptoes "I don't want kids from you, you are here just for my pleasure." declaring his lust in front of her, he shattered her in billion of pieces holding her tight in his hands, look at the irony. 'what does he mean by he doesn't want kids from me, am I just a toy to him to satisfy his lust?' she thought to herself looking at him with an utter shock feeling like a complete shame on the name of being human.

Owen never saw her this miserable in his life in fact even when he took her first time without her consent, but now she looked so fragile that he actually wanted to take his words back and gave her the zeal she deserved, but Owen was still angry with her not accepting his decisions and always struggling when he tried to get close to her. so he thought the best way to make her realize that she was of no worth to him and here she was just to warm his bed.

Taking her directly to their bed he throw her on the sheets and she fell like a rose petal ready to leave the world.

He was expecting some struggles and begging but none came, 'good for her' he thought.

Her hair was straight and open, her blouse was hugging her figure perfectly and her long skirt was not even a problem.

she was like a rag doll moving in his hold, if he sways her she sway, if he held her up she was up just like a puppet.
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He folded her blouse up exposing her round bosoms in her black bra, perfectly cupping them. Bitting his way down he lifted her skirt up and started to stroke her inner thighs with his fingers feeling the heat in his pants he wanted his quick release.

Without wasting further time he removed his pants and her panties inside her skirt and there he started to stroke his member on her smooth yet dry folds.

looking at no expression on her face, busy in her own dark world with flowing eyes she looked no fun to him.

He wanted the excitement, the same as she use to do under him, and begged him to not do his deeds with her.

'Why is she like this? fcuk,' he thought. Down there he was getting all hard ready to go deep inside her tight and pink cave.

But her dead expressions were spoiling his mood, this girl can excite him at his heights and can spoil his mood just by her face.

Giving his best shot he spoke with his mean whisper tensioning the situation "Do you know that sex in a trimester is quite dangerous?" looking at her with so much hope that maybe she'll wake up from her dead expressions and here it goes.

Her pupils shifted from ceiling to his, her tears stopped from the way and her expressions were getting back to life. he was so happy but then he realized he basically threatened her again on his unborn child which she wanted to save at any cost.

Just on the right expression he thrust his member hard and deep in her core tearing her half, she screamed and tried to get out of his hold but to her surprise, her one hand was already tied with the bed's post. Damn Owen!

He felt a current run through his body and he was exactly on cloud nine.

fcuking her deep and perfect he was enjoying his two days separation from her.

"Owen please... you will kill it, please Owen, ...please..." her cries were not going in his ears, lust overtook him.

"fcuk baby, soo good." kissing her lips and giving his marks on her neck, his pace was going fast and rough.

Ivy was in the constant fear of losing her unborn child and she was trying to scratch his back to escape him, she even bit him once when he kissed her but Owen being Owen gave her more pain just in return.

Her eyes were puffy and her sounds were muffled from the continuous begging and were those not enough for this man to stop?

He took her at least three more times after that. Ended up falling over her fragile and sensitive structure.

Lifting himself up he found her looking at the ceiling like before and he can see that there was no hope in her eyes, 'good for her, she should just worship me and I can't share her with anyone not even with my own child' just when this thought crossed his mind he was in a great shock that what he was actually been thinking lately.

'Comforting her, giving her the world, don't want to share her... huh! what the hell.' he thought.

Her eyes were closing slowly, she fell asleep in the conclusion that she lost her baby.

where he went straight to the washroom for the shower and then joined her in the bed. Untying her left hand he laid her comfortably, covering her with the sheets giving her his zeal.