Tarnished Love

Tarnished Love

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"Why kitten? Why you did that to me?" he hissed in my face curtly, crushing me beneath him like a rag doll sprawled in his bed. The voice he spoke those words with, blenched me to my deepest self. He is angry and can do anything beyond bad at this time and to say least the thumping of my heart almost into my ears was making me believe my instinct. Please god! I groaned in pain the moment he clutched my bare thigh in a hurting grip, his icy blue eyes daring at me. Feared, I tried to move under him to get away from his burning hold on my skin. His rough hands gripped my jeans over both hips that siezed my struggle with him glowering at me. Fresh tears formed in the corners of my eyes slowly trail down prodding at my helpless state of being tied like a meek critter in his bed.
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He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.

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