Chapter Four

This chapter will have some (Sexual?) assault in it, so please don't read if this triggers you!

I breathe in sharply, nodding and releasing my hand from Damien's, keeping my eye on my father.

"The pregnancy agreement?" Damien asks, glaring down at me about removing my hand.

"Yes, How many kids do you plan on having? We don't need you to have litters upon litters of them, and we definitely don't need you to be tied to home constantly because of them." He slightly growls at me and I stare at him.

"We'll probably have one or two." I mutter, looking up at Damien.

"We'll have as many as he wants and when he wants." I blink at him, scowling and looking at the ground. I wasn't planning on having more than at least two of the damn screaming things. I don't even get along with my younger siblings, let alone having kids someday. I got my omega-like genes from my mother, she was an omega and my father had to leave her to keep his business and reputation - sometimes I think he didn't want to, but he married another woman soon enough after casting her out. They got along a lot before he had to get rid of her, and by then they'd argue everyday about my well-being and health - you see, I refused to eat a lot as a kid, i was underweight and had to go to hospital multiple times a week due to passing out.

"Right. . ." He glared at Damien, sighing deeply. "Pack your things, you're moving out this afternoon." He got up and I failed to try and stop him before he went to the door, walking out.

"It's fine, Penny." Damien strokes my hair and I shiver, looking up at him. This idiot really thinks I love him, I'd rather be alone than with a controlling husband; let alone one that cheats. Damien and I got together in upper school and he started cheating in college with beautiful women and sometimes guys - even those I know. He cheated almost every night and came back to the apartment drunk and often with one of his one night stands.

"You better not expect me to have more than two children with you." I snarl, getting up and leaving the table, going to the bedroom. I hear him sigh softly, getting up and following me. He wraps his arms around my stomach, kissing my neck lightly and pressing up against me. My face turns warm and I blush a light pink, staring at him.

"Damien, what are you doing?" I ask,  catching him giving me a cheeky smile.

"Come on~ You want to have a little fun, don't you?" He purrs, licking my skin and nibbling it. I fight back a moan, narrowing my eyes.

"I don't, not really." He huffs, pulling off.

"Alright, I won't force you." I smile up at him, turning to face him.

"You can be so nice sometimes." I purr, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him lightly. He smells like coconuts.

"Can I?" He smirks, holding my hips, making me shiver slightly. "You're still so sensitive, it's been years since it happened." I immediately push him away, looking away.

"I don't want to talk about that." I mumble, moving and sitting on the bed.

"You should really start packing, Penny." He sighs, moving over and pulling me into a hug. "I'm sorry for bringing it up, I shouldn't have."

"It's fine, can you help me pack?" I quickly change the subject, I don't want to talk about what happened in college. College was a hell hole. I was still tested as an omega back in college, which was only a year ago. Although, the same thing happened in highschool because of my damn stupid test results.

"Sure." He breaks the hug, helping me up and we begin packing.

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Yasuharu's POV

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I feel like I'm about to stop breathing if I run any longer, but I need to get home so I can actually have a nap. It's cold outside, colder than I expected, but then again it's winter. I stare forwards, coming to a stop in front of my house and trembling, grabbing my key and unlocking the door. I remove it, opening the door and stepping in, looking around.

"Justin. . ?" I sheepishly call out, waiting for an answer.

"Yasu?!" He comes out from the other room, running over and hugging me tightly. "Where the fuck were you?! I left you for 5 minutes and you were gone!" I sigh, both from relief and disappointment; he didn't see me going back with that alpha. I feel his grip tighten and I cry out in pain.

"Justin! That hurts!"

"Did you cheat on me?! You smell like an alpha!" He snarls and I whimper, staring up at him in fear.

"So what if I did? You're so controlling that it's annoying!" He freezes, shaking and I quickly push him away in fear.

"You brat." I scream out in pain as he slaps me harshly against the face, knocking me to the ground and making my cheek bleed. "You're mine, and only mine. You are not going to cheat on me whether it depends on your damn life." He snarls, glaring down at me with a face of pure fury. "Got that?"

"Y-yes. . ." I mumble, looking away while holding my cheek.

"Let's get a bandage on that." He kneels, picking me up and taking me to the kitchen, placing me on the counter gently. He grabs out a box of plasters and bandages, grabbing out a large plaster and putting it over the cut. I wince, huffing moodily as I glare at him. "What?"

"You get so angry over a mistake."

"You cheated on me, I should just break up with you." He stands up, staring down at me with a dark look on his face that makes me squeak.

"We were arguing!" I yell, slipping off the counter and glaring at him harder.

"If you wanted to hurt me, you should have broken up with me!" He yells back, grabbing my arm and pinning me against the counter, making me cry out in pain again.

"That hurts! Stop!" He smiled greedily, gently kissing my neck and I hiss, crying out as he bites my skin. "Justin!"

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Penyamaran's POV

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I take a moment to leave my apartment, carrying out the last of the boxes out to the moving truck outside the building. I sigh, hugging Damien lightly.

"What am I going to do with you?" Damien asks, stroking my hair.

"I didn't expect to be moving out so damn soon. All because of that omega who managed to get me to fuck him." He sighed, pulling me towards his car gently.

"Just don't think about it, you won't see him again anyway." He smiled and I lightly blushed, looking away and getting into the car. He gets into the driver's seat, beginning to drive while I stare out the window, silent. I stare at the houses he drove past, staring at people I used to get along with; people who hate me for what I am.

"What will happen when we get married?" I ask, looking at Damien with curious eyes.

"We'll run the business, have kids and be together forever." I narrow my eyes, he thinks I'm stupid, h's probably marrying another woman as well, my father just won't tell me. As I've said before, Damien is a cheater, but I don't have a say in this marriage - it's either I marry him, or I get destroyed.

"Alright." This world isn't a reality, it feels like a crazy nightmare that goes on forever and no one can escape from it. Not even those who are dead. Not even those who are living the best life, because we all have witnessed something corrupt about this world, even if it's our own happiness. Even if it's our own love and care, even if it's our children. No one can escape the hell of a world this place is.

He parked the car, taking out the key and stepping out. I got out myself, closing the door and looking up at his house. It's a white house that looks to be about 3 stories, with large pillars supporting the hood that came out over the front porch. The house is larger than what I'm used to, but not larger than what I've lived in before. Damien takes my hand and starts to lead me to the house with a sweet smile, but I know it's fake and is just one of pure greed. He wants me to be some sex toy of his when we get married, he wants to bind me to a table and fuck me until I can't even see straight. He wants to use me until he gets bored of me and never touches me again unless he's mad and wants to let loose his steam out on me.

He doesn't, and never will love me.

Or am I just overthinking things?

Is this why no one sticks around long enough to love me?

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Is this why I make enemies as soon as I see someone?