Played With A Demon

If it wasn't him for sure, who could it have been?

"Answer me!" he roared in fury as his grip compressed the more.

"My boyfriend! "I screamed, tears streaming down my eyes.

Lying was one of the things I despised more in a person, but here I was lying to save my life. What an irony.

"You. Let me go, I'm dying...I'm dying, please," I winced, hitting his hand continuously.

I could no longer breathe but he didn't loosen his grip. Life was slowly exiting my body as I gasped for air.

I took my last strength to stare him in the eyes and met the coldest and bloodshot eyes. I was dying but this demon cared not!

At that very moment, I prepared to die but his hand loosened, and my body fell softly to the floor. Touching my neck that was almost strangled, I knew my life would never remain the same ever again.

Damn it, he was going to kill me? How could someone ever be so brutal and rude?

"What's he called? " his eager voice brought me back to reality.

"Who? " I asked sheepishly, my palm on my neck.

"The man who you shamed yourself with! " he fired which made me feel disgusted.

Who does he think he is to ask me such a question? I'm only his surrogate wife, nothing more.

"Why should I? "the question escaped my lips before I could stop myself.

He stopped on his track and faced me with the deadliest look I ever saw in my twenty-one years of living.

"You aren't afraid of death? " he queried, closing up on my trembling being.

His aura sent shivers to my spine as I drew away from him, falling on the bed at the moment. I sharply crossed over to the further side as he stood gawking at me.

"Death? You still ask me of death when you almost murdered me seconds ago right here. Why should I tell you, you don't own me! " I screamed in frustration, anger erupting me.

He smirked and before I realized it, he dived to the side I was at. I made to run but it was too late as he threw me to the soft bed.

His hand was on my neck but his hold wasn't as bloodshot as before but was now filled with desire.

I felt his other hand trailing down my abdomen to my thighs, making sexual lines on the way, without breaking the eye connection.

His hand trailed and then it went up to that place. My body shivered in sweetness. I never experienced this before, but why do I have a feeling that I yearn for it.

His hand on my neck loosened as he fumbled my left breast with his other hand drawing lines on that other place.

It came like a shock as his finger penetrated that place. He was so fast that I let out a moan.

I thought it would be painful but the feeling was second to none. His finger went in and out of me as I felt a feeling unknown but still familiar.

As much I tried stopping myself from making sounds, I found myself moaning loudly to such a sweet but strange sensation l.

I bit my lips so hard to stop myself from making such strange sounds, but he increased his pace as his finger thrust in and out very fast.

I couldn't get hold of myself anymore as my soft moans filled the whole room, with my eyes closed and my head relaxed on the pillow.

I felt his lips on mine as I gladly let his tongue in as his finger went deeper.

His lips left my mouth to my cheeks, jaw, eyes, and then my neck. His patted kisses there and then his tongue trailed up to my earlobes.

His finger suddenly stopped its movement in that place just as I was enjoying the feeling the most.

Why did he stop, I asked myself.

"Own? Only he who owns you has the right to do such, right?" his voice held mockery as he climbed off the bed with that 'Smirk' on his lips.

It was at that very moment I understood what he meant! He made me give in to prove his point.

This man isn't merely brutal and horrible but shameless, and come to think of it, wasn't he impotent?

" I own you and you will live by my rule not minding how down to grass you are, reputation-wise." his cold self was back as he stared at me indifferently before making for the door.

"Weren't you impotent?", the question escaped my mouth.

He halted on his path with his hand on the doorknob without facing me. My heart sank as I began to tremble.

Leona now what?

Would he surely kill me this time? What have you gotten yourself into, Leona?

He remained silent as my body hit up. This muteness was eating up my soul as so many thoughts ran through my head.

Was he thinking of the best way to kill me? Would he throw me off the window or straggle me this time?

" Don't believe everything you hear from people. Bath, get ready, and wait for me. You will serve me", he spoke at last without swiveling.

I watched the door slam behind me before I fell to the ground and wept.

Nature has indeed played me with such a demon!