Ilay's madness

"Growing shy are we?" He asked sarcastically when I hesitated. "Have you no idea how to do it? Didn't that traitor teach you how to please a man so you can crawl your way to the top? She sure knew how to blow me till my mind went blank. I wonder if she did the same for that bastard!" He suddenly grabbed my hair and rubbed his cock on my face as if to humiliate me.

A single grunt and Ilay shoved me away.

My butt thudded on the floor painfully and a yelp escaped my mouth.

"You're just a useless little thing. Did they really think I wouldn't taint you because you're young and innocent? They underestimate my anger. Let them run! Let them keep running!" He screamed stretching out his arms to the side as if expecting an embrace.

'You're one crazy bastard!' I cursed and quietly began backing away while on the cold hard floor. He was too lost in his messed-up head to notice me.

So I held my breath and prayed to the heavens. I promised myself to run as far away as possible, even leave the country, before he could trace me down.

Little by little, I got to the first steel gate that led to these cells. My mind rang the bell and a blast of adrenaline shot throughout my body, causing me to spring up to my feet and whirl around.

I could see the stairs I had so freely walked down half an hour ago. They were my ticket to freedom.

I had to get to them. Had to climb them even if it meant crawling like a worm.

I had...to leave this house.

My legs felt like they were no longer under my control. Like fiery wheels, they blazed up the stairs, my nostrils flaring as I took large inhales to keep myself sane.

I slipped once or twice but that didn't kill my flaming determination to flee.

When I burst into the hallway, I, for a moment, thought I'd seen an angel smile at me. Might have been an illusion from the immense relief bombarding my chest but it didn't make it any less satisfying.

The sunlight from the main door at the end of the hallway beckoned me like heaven calling my soul home.

I ran. Ran like crazy. But along the way, I slipped on the smooth tiles from maybe some of the blood still staining my shoes. A sudden sharp pain exploded from my left ankle but my mind quickly shut it out and forced the rest of my body to get up.

"Keeeeelly!" Ilay's teasing voice came from behind me.

Hearing that name from his mouth even though it wasn't the correct pronunciation made my heart twist and my soul wither.

"Why are you running?"

'Get up!' My inner voice screamed. 'Run!'

"Oh, Keeellly! Don't go just yet. We haven't finished talking." He was getting closer.

I groaned from the pain bubbling in my injured ankle while limping along the wall. I feared that if I dared look back, this little courage and energy would die out instantly. And thus I kept moving, tears blurring my sight for half a second and flowing out in a perfect cycle.

The door was only three steps away. Finally!

I could dash out and scream at the top of my lungs for help even though there weren't any immediate neighbors there. Every idea was a simple way for my mind to refrain from exploding out of fear.

A happy smile curved itself on my lips when my hand gripped the door handle. Just one twist and I'd be free. Or so I thought...

I turned the handle, and twisted it over and over, but, the door didn't budge a single centimeter.

Was this how my story would end? Would Ilay add my corpse to the pile down there just to satisfy his desire for blood? Would anyone even know I was murdered here?

In such a corrupted time, no law office would bother to investigate the son of a tycoon over the death of an insignificant person from a family that relied on him for the past four years. They'd casually brush it off or make a false statement. Anything to please the powerful figures up there.

"No more room to run?" A harsh whisper slid in my ear just before a large hot body enveloped mine from behind. His huge hand grasped mine on the door handle while his other snaked around my waist. "I see you've hurt yourself. Should we take you to the hospital?" He whispered resting his chin on my shoulder. "You smell really nice. What perfume do you use? So different from your sister."

"Why don't you stay over for the night and keep me company? You see," his strong hands turned me around against my will, not like I had any more energy left," this is the first time I've felt like this. My heart aches so much."

Did he even have a heart?

From what I had seen down there, it'd be safe to assume that a block of ice had long replaced his heart.

"No!" I whispered weakly, my eyes shut to protect them from the bloody sight of Ilay.

"No? But, why?" He cupped my cheek. "Weren't you about to stick my cock in this pretty mouth a few minutes ago?"

Hearing him say it made me feel disgusted with myself. I felt tainted by his evilness even though we weren't intimate yet.

His thumb pushed its way into my mouth from the corner of my lips. As he moved it around, I let my anger get the better of me and bit it.

"Ngh!" Ilay moaned and immediately smacked his other hand on the door behind me, pressing his body on mine firmly. "So you wanna play it rough? Come on, bite it again."

I froze. What had I just done? Now I could taste his blood.

"Do it again. You're the first person to do such an absurd thing to me. It's kinda thrilling if I'm being honest with you, Kelly."