Biggest mistake

Sara POV

"Leave me." I struggled to get free from his hold.

"Please help me, Sara. I need to release my sperm." With lust-filled eyes, he gazed at me.

I am unable to comprehend how he could abruptly transform into a sex monster. An hour ago, I saw him with his girlfriend. I couldn't see him because she had closed the room behind her, but her messy hair and the transparent gown on her body gave me an idea of what they were doing inside.

My heart ached to see their romance. After she closed the door, I paused for a few minutes and listened to her moans. I felt betrayed, even though he never committed to me. He never allowed me to express my feelings for him, so I'm not sure why it hurt so much to see him with someone else.

He already informed me that he can not stay with a single woman. Every night, he wants to have sex with a different woman.

I went to the tree house to get some fresh air.

Didn't he even value me a little? Why did he not come to me to explain himself? I questioned myself.

It seemed like he was unaffected by my presence. He didn't want me in his life. I never felt so unwanted in my life.

Why did he forcibly confine me in his residence despite his apparent lack of concern for my well-being? I couldn't stop crying because my heart was so broken. How I fell in love with this sex monster is beyond me.

"Sara, what are you doing here?" I felt at ease when I heard his voice. Because he came looking for me, he cares about me. As soon as I turned to face him, my glimmer of hope vanished. He came here to satisfy his lust, not because of me. I felt disgusted by his touch today.

I again tried hard to escape his grip, but he held me and wouldn't let go. He shoved me onto the floor of the treehouse and tore off my clothes. In one thrust, he parted my legs and inserted his firm dick into me. I screamed in pain, but he seemed oblivious to my loud cries.

He put his palm over my lips and gave me a good fuck for nearly fifteen minutes. I attempted to push him away, but my strength was insufficient to get rid of this sexual beast. Tears disappeared from my eyes, and I stopped struggling to free myself from his grip.

"Sara, I am sorry." He lied above my body and let his sperm fall to the ground. I felt his heavy breath on my neck.

"Where are you, Aron?" I heard Jerry's voice in the backyard.

"Sara, I must leave now. I implore you not to emerge from the treehouse or peer through the window until we have exited the background." He immediately stepped out of his body. His face turned pale as if he had been caught red-handed while trying to steal something.

So he came here to fuck me, secretly from Jerry. What did he think of me? Does he think of me as a prostitute? He left me in the tree house and ran off, shattering my already damaged heart. He never once turned to face me.

"What are you doing here, Aron?" She questioned him.

"J...j.. Jerry, I've come here to retrieve my books." I peered through the window. He was presenting my book to her.

Okay, so he arrived here with an excuse and brought the books with him. I was mistaken when I assumed he didn't enjoy toying with people's thoughts. He was an expert at deceit. His innocent smile and made-up stories are enough to mislead anyone.

"How did your books come to this garbage?" She looked at my tree house with disgust.

I lowered my head to prevent her from seeing me in the tree house. I wanted to tell her the truth, but I decided to keep quiet to spare him her wrath. I don't know why I still care about him when he didn't even leave a single opportunity to break my heart.

"Sara loves to read, so she brought this book here." His eyes stayed focused on the book.

"Why did you provide her with so much freedom, Aron? I didn't like that girl. Don't allow her to use your things." In her voice, I can feel her hatred for me.

"Okay, Jerry, I'll tell her not to touch my things from now on. Now, we should go inside the house since it's too hot here." After wiping his brow, he motioned for her to come inside.

As they exited the backyard, I suppressed a loud sob that I wanted to release. I wanted to cry uncontrollably as soon as I saw him with her in his bedroom, but I refrained from crying since I didn't want to expose my weakness to anyone.

After completing the morning service at the dining table, I came here to let go of my inner turmoil. He returned to inflict fresh pain on me, having failed to recover from the last one he caused.

I gazed at my naked body and attempted to cover it with clothes I had picked up from the floor, but he had torn them so severely that they were no longer useful. I managed to cover my body with this tattered clothing despite not having anything else to cover it with this tattered clothing.

I can now again relate to how it feels to have been raped. I've always been curious about what rape victims go through, but today, again, I experienced the same emotions.

Even though I loved him with all of my heart, I lost all emotion for him when he turned into a sex monster. I wouldn't be as hurt if a stranger had raped me, but Aaron's actions broke my heart. He treated me like a sex object on one hand and claimed that I was his buddy on the other.

My heart won't let me hate him, even though I want to. I attempted to love him, but after witnessing his behavior, I resisted. My biggest mistake was falling in love with him; as a result, I must now make amends and never again show him any kind of affection. To stop hurting, I have to keep my distance from him.

I blinked away my tears and went inside.