Chapter: 4
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Alex Pov
I blinked once, then twice, wondering if
I misheard him. "What?"
"I won't repeat myself." He loosened his tie, his gaze darkening. "Or did you expect to return to that shabby apartment?"
I hated the fact that he was right. I wasn't going to go back there, and I hadn't figured out where I would stay, but I would rather be homeless than stay with a killer.
"Still I can't just..."
"Don't be mistaken." He took a menacing step forward, his gaze sharp. "You don't have a choice."
I backed away, feeling small in his presence. This was his territory, if he wanted he could kill me and get rid of the evidence easily.
My back pressed against the wall, leaving no room for escape. "If I go missing…people will notice—"
"Who?" He pressed his hands against the wall, caging me in. "The police already have your statement. Your coworkers? Classmate? Family?"
I stilled, my heart skipping a beat.
He leaned in, his lips ghosting over the shell of my ear as he lowered his voice. "Tell me, Alex. Who would come looking for you?"
My hands balled into fists at my side. I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't say anything. He was right. I had no one. I had moved into this city to study, away from my hometown and without any close relatives.
At school, I barely socialized, and only spoke when it was needed. Isabelle was the only person who tried to befriend me at work, but I pushed her away too.
There was no one coming to save me, and he knew it.
"Do you understand it now Alex?" He pinched my chin, forcing me to look at him. "You owe me your life, so won't you pay the price for my grace."
"What do you want from me?" I hopelessly asked, my voice trembling with fear.
His gaze flickered to my lips, lingering there. Then all of a sudden he lifted me and threw me against his shoulders.
"Hey…" Panic surged through me. What was he doing now?!
He kicked the door to a bedroom open, and I huffed as he threw me against the bed. I stared up at him with my lips parted, chest heaving.
My eyes widened as realization hit me like a heavy brick, and he seemed amused by my reaction.
"Seems like you already realized the answer yourself." He chuckled, his fingers working to unbutton his shirt. "But just to be clear…." I winced as he grabbed my chin, his fingers digging into my cheeks as his lips split into a sadistic grin. "You're my new plaything."
"I'll fuck you whenever I feel like it, and you better satisfy me. Or else you'll be leaving this place in a body bag."
Tears stung my eyes, the finality in his tone sinking deep into my bones. He pinned my hand above my head and stripped me of my clothes. It was useless to struggle.
My cheeks flared as I was laid naked before him, my chest heaving.
"Have you been with a man before?" He suddenly asked, and I could feel myself turning redder. Did that matter? I'm sure he would still do what he wanted regardless.
I looked away from him, embarrassment washing over me. "Y-yes…"
Without warning, his lips crashed against mine, stealing the air from my lungs. His tongue thrust into my mouth, dominating me. I writhed under him, feeling more helpless than I ever felt in my entire life.
He pulled back with a huff, his eyes hooded with sheer lust. I watched as he unbuckled his belt, with his free hand, pulling out his monstrous dick from his pants.
He was so big, and I knew this was going to be painful.
I flinched as he pressed his tip against my entrance, dread pooling in my stomach.
"P-Please wait…" I protested, and he paused, brows arched in question. "If…if you put that in me…I might tear."
His brows furrowed in annoyance, then he let me go with a sigh. He turned to reach for a bottle on the desk beside his bed, then he threw it my way. I managed to catch it, gulping my spit as I saw it was lube.
"Get yourself ready then. And don't waste my time." Luca sat back with his arms crossed, and I tried not to focus on his defined muscles.
I shook my head as if to clear my thoughts, straightening up. I pressed some against my palm, wondering if I was doing it right as I pressed two fingers against my asshole. My eyes squeezed shut as I tried to stretch myself out, holding back a moan.
God this was so embarrassing. And the fact that he was watching me so intently didn't make it any better.
My fingers moved slowly, and Luca looked far from pleased.
"For Fuck's sake." He scoffed.
I yelped as he pulled me forward. I stumbled into his lap. He wrung my hands behind my back, holding me in place. A gasp escaped my lips as his fingers thrust into me, My toes curled, tears gathering at the corner of my ears.
"Ahh…" I bit hard on my lower lip, my body reacting against my will. "Stop—"
My breath hitched as he inserted one more finger, making them three. I couldn't hold back my moan this time, my eyes squeezing shut. He increased his pace, and I quivered, overwhelmed by the stimulation.
"That should do it." He said, his tone gruff as he pulled out. "Bend over."
My knees felt weak as I took my position, my heartbeat drumming in my ears. At least he couldn't see my face like this. I winced as he pushed his tip into me slowly. He was just too big.
Pain shot through me like a lightning bolt.
"It hurts…." I sobbed, gripping the bed sheets to anchor myself.
Luca huffed, his grip on my hips tightening. "Just shut up and take it."
With one powerful thrust, he slammed into me, and I yelled out, but then he grabbed my hair and pressed my head against the mattress, pulling out fully to slam into me again.
It was so deep, too deep. It feels like he's ripping my guts open.
Tears rolled down my cheeks, and my mouth hung open. Drool trickled down my chin, my vision turning hazy.
"S-sir…please…slow down." My words were muffled as he increased his pace instead, his fingers digging into my hips.
He's fucking me so hard, I don't think I can handle it.
"Oh fuck." I hear him moan, feeling him swell within me. "This is much better than I expected. You're so damn tight, squeezing my cock in all the right places."
I didn't know how to feel about his praise. It's not like I wanted any of this. I hate this.
All I could feel was him, his touch and scent, they all consumed me, suffocating me. Pain mixed with a hint of pleasure, there was no mutual satisfaction. I just wanted this to be over already.
Was it going to be like this every day? With him using me like a sex slave? Was this my life now?
My eyes widened as he switched our position, making me sit on his dick. Our gazes met, and I looked away, hiding my face in the crook of my arm.
"That won't do." He chuckled. I groaned as he pulled my arm down, clasping them behind my back. "Let me see how you look with my dick buried in you."
Heat burst in my cheeks, and something flashed in his eyes.
His hips snapped upward, catching me off guard. I threw my head back, feeling a tingling sensation course through me. I sat back on him, causing him to jerk forward.
"Ah..." He breathed out, his brows pulled together. My breath caught in my thrust as he tugged me down, forcing me to take all of him in.
"Fuck." He came, bursting inside me and filling me to the brim. I collapsed onto his chest, my breathing uneven.
My eyes fluttered close, drowning in the darkness as I passed out.