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CHAPTER FOUR

I was sleeping soundly in my soft and warm bed when I felt a strong arm over my mouth. I yelled in fright but nothing came out. I knew who it was immediately.

My new owner!

He grinned down at me wickedly, and yanked my white and very short lingerie away from my body at once. "Don't fight it .... Shhhhh... hush it... I own you. Do you remember?" He coaxed at me, looking lustfully at my exposed swollen breast.

I couldn't shout or yell back but I cursed him in my head, a hundred times in one second. I knew him to be very callous and unfeeling. What person in their normal sense would buy a human being and trap her in his house?

"Open your legs... open it wide!" He whispered seductively into my burning ears, at the same time using his other hand to hold me tightly to the bed.

"Never ... you beast... let me go please Craig... please..." I switched from snarling at him to begging at once. He parted my frail naked leg and without warning plunged deep into me.

I screamed out in pain. I couldn't bear the unexpected pain. His mouth was there to receive my scream. He used the opportunity to catch my tongue and sucked my tongue into a deep kiss until I was gasping for air. I hated myself for being so weak and helpless.

His thrusts into me was fast and merciless. "You belong to me Kim... get that into your skull!" He kept repeating to me. I couldn't say anything other than cry and wail. I was shattered and broken.

I always thought I would have my first intimate  moment with the person I love but here I am, under the sexy, handsome and most influential wealthy businessman in the whole of France, but I didn't want it like this. He was as well a cruel and cold man.

"You are my legal wife, now Kim! You can't escape from me. If you won't agree to come to me willingly then I will take you forcefully ... I'm the fucking CRAIG LIONEL!" He barked into my ear, even as he kept pushing into me.

Against all my protest and pleading, my owner had me several times all through the night, disvirgined and touched me everywhere, explored my body until I was weak and about to faint, all the whole time telling me how much he couldn't stop thinking about me and threatening me to never leave him.

I hated him the more and closed my heart to him. I would never allow myself to fall for an obsessive, arrogant, and controlling man like Craig. All men were the same just like my brother.

I laid in bed after he was done, my tears soaking into the pillow, crushed by the weight of my circumstances. Betrayed by my own brother, I felt trapped in this nightmarish situation. The man who claimed me as his wife revealed himself as a heartless tormentor, and I was left defenseless against his advances.

I had to nurse my wounds on my own.

The room echoed with my stifled sobs, a painful cry of despair. I couldn't shake the hatred for my brother who callously sold me away. Every touch from the ruthless billionaire, Craig had left me feeling violated and powerless.

I cried the more I relived every moment. I hated him and everyone. The walls closed in around me. I questioned the choices that brought me to this dark place, searching for some way out.

When I told my best friend about it the next morning, she was devastated that she couldn't do anything to help. She advised me to manage the whole situation and stay quietly and unnoticed in the mansion until the two months were complete, to avoid annoying him. I complied and it seemed to work because after that night, he kept his distance.

He only glared at me lustfully without hiding his desires from me but never forced himself on me again. He even tried to apologize to me for his actions and blamed it on some unexplainable obsession and overwhelming feelings for me,  but I ignored him, patiently counting my days.

I couldn't wait to be free from Craig commanding me around and sending his security with me to college and everywhere. He was acting all possessive and weird. I couldn't even spend time alone with Jane without his security men hovering around us. Everyone in school knew I lived with him in his mansion.

Craig was making it so obvious that I belonged to him, while his elder sister continued to be a thorn in my flesh, especially whenever Craig wasn't home. She punished me and my innocent younger sister for no reason.

As if that wasn't enough, life chose to crush me hard into the ground again. About two days before the contract completion, a beautiful strange woman walked into the house majestically like she owned the place. She wasn't surprised to see me or my sister.

Instead, she introduced herself proudly as Craig's fiance and called me all sorts of demeaning names like a slut and prostitute. I found out that she was Cheryl. Craig's fiancé knew all about the two-month contract and agreed for Craig to use me as a substitute in her inexcusable absence.

Rhona was there as well and she agreed with everything Cheryl said, both of them humiliating and scolding me. Agatha tried to stand up to my defense but Cheryl pushed her down the stairs and that was the last straw for me.

I was deeply wounded and heartbroken. I felt myself and Craig had something real building between us, but that was also a big lie. I was just a thing and property to him, to use as he pleased.

Without waiting for him, I packed my bags and ran out of the house with my sister, leaving a letter, asking him never to look for me.

Enough with men and their problems.

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