Beyond The Pedestal (English) - Completed

"Ma vie?" He called to her, his voice filled with concern.

She stared directly at him, as though there was something she desperately wanted to say.

Without making a sound, she walked toward him, her bare feet silent against the cold floor. She wore nothing but white lingerie that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her hair was messy, yet somehow, it only made her look even more alluring.

"Is something wrong?"

It was already ten in the evening. After Nakago and the others had left, He had moved her out of the guest room and brought her back into their bedroom.

Except for his study table, chair, and bed, the entire room was bare.

Even though he had already injected her with medication after dinner, he could not afford to take any risks.

He did not want what happened yesterday to happen again... when she had become so violent that he had barely been able to restrain her.

When she reached his desk, she took his left hand, and he allowed her to hold it. She still did not say a word. Instead, she gently led him back toward the bed.

He followed her in silence.

When they reached the foot of the bed, she stopped and remained still for a moment. Then she turned around and looked up at him before slowly sitting down.

Her fingers curled around the waistband of his trousers while her eyes remained fixed on his.

"Ma vie, no," he said when she tried to pull down his zipper.

He knew exactly what she was trying to do.

"Please," she begged in a soft, trembling voice.

He did not want her to do this. He did not want her to behave this way or reduce herself to acting like some cheap whore.

But as he stared into her blue eyes, he saw how completely broken her spirit had become.

There was no doubt in his mind that if he denied her this, he might lose her forever.