Chapter 19: HER SCARS
"I wish I never met you."
He said and stared at her while she stared back at him, boring holes into each other. The past flashed within one eye. It was beautiful yet painful. One wants to recollect it but is also very reluctant.
"You were a coward who stepped back before even taking a step ahead." He said and she finally lowered her gaze, resting it on his chest. She tried to twist her ankle out of his grip but he only tightened his hold. All of a sudden he yanked her forward, her eyes almost left their socket when she found him between her legs, her ankle was almost raised near his face, forcing her to lay back on the red carpet.
Her breath hitched when he shifted himself between her legs, her ankle still raised by him. Wasn't he disgusted by touching her? What is he doing now? She looked at him, both in anger and shock. Her jaw twitched as she raised her other leg to hit his face but he grabbed it on time as well.
The chains around her wrists suddenly started to move on their own as they pinned her wrists above her head, the chains suddenly felt so heavy that she was unable to pull her wrists up again. These chains were greatly manipulated by his dark flame and her mouth was sealed as well.
With a script of jinxes in her mind, she glared at him.
Her robe was almost loosened with all the activity but still, she did not give up and pulled her leg out of his grip, landing a successful kick on his face which was now turned to the left side. He tightened his hold on her ankle and rubbed his jaw before slowly turning his face to look at her.
Before she could kick him again, he grasped her other ankle as well, now in a firm grip. His gaze was hooded as he licked his lower lip. "I will break this attitude of yours which never goes away even after doing wrong all this time." He said a smirk leaking down his lips as he slowly spread her legs, giving her a little hysteria before bringing her ankles together.
With his right hand holding onto her legs against his shoulder, he raised his left hand, and a hissing, cracking sound invaded her ears then she saw his famous weapon that even she knew back then but this time it was covered in black flames and looked extra deadly.
His demonic whip.
She almost flinched when he swung the whip in his left hand and hit the ground beside her, its sound almost busted her ears as well as a terrifying chill went down her spine slightly making her shiver. Nevertheless, she kept her face stern, trying her best to act unfazed as much as she could.
All of a sudden he let go of her legs and grabbed her waist, abruptly turning her around. She could not even move anymore. Her wrist was being held down by those chains while her waist was being held down by him.
She wanted to curse him and tell him to stop.
Ask him, wasn't he disgusted by touching her?
She felt him getting on top of her from behind as his hot breath caressed her left ear, she could feel his grip tightening on her waist as he whispered in her ear.
"If only I could cut you into pieces, but that still won't fade away my hatred for you. I want to make you suffer to the point you break and beg me to kill you...only then would I grant your wish." He sneered near her ear.
While his legs were holding her legs down and his right hand was holding her waist down, his left hand held the whip in his hand as he brought that hand near her shoulder and harshly yanked her robe down. Her eyes widened and she raised her head but he harshly hit her head on the ground with his left hand while his right hand started to pull her robe down, tearing it from the back.
"I will give you marks..soulmates give each other love marks but I will share marks of hatred with you." He said and pulled her robe down to her waist. "Permanent marks of our hatred." He said and pushed her long brown hair away to have a clear look at her back. The smirk he had plastered on his face vanished away by the time his eyes landed on her back.
She had scars....many deep scars of a whip.
"What...this place is already....wrecked." He whispered under his breath as he caressed those scars of hers. Her head was still kept down. She could feel his hand caressing her scars from the whip.
He is planning to whip her again.
Those scars...those are the proof of her wrong deeds.
The deeds she wants to forget but those memories will never fade away just like these scars.
She closed her eyes and waited for him to hit her but the whip never stroked her back. Her back is wrecked...he must be thinking about another way to torture her. Just as she was thinking about this she felt his breath near her right ear once again.
"You carry those scars so perfectly, they look perfect on you." He said. Her eyes were closed but she felt her tears, fearing if she opened her eyes her tears would fall.
"Say...did you get this in prison?" He asked but she could not speak. "There is no way you can escape, don't even try to use your magic." He said and with that, he lifted the spell off her lips repeating his question. She didn't answer although she could speak...she just nodded her head. Where else can she get these scars from?
He fell silent, his hot breath which she can feel near her ear was now roaming on her shoulder. A yelp left her lips when all of a sudden he bit her shoulder. She parted her lips to use her magic but only ended up gasping. Using her magic will be like pausing him at the moment, which means doubling her pain.
She gasped and raised her head since he let go of her head and grabbed her naked waist with his both hands. Digging his pale fingers into her soft yet scarred skin.
His bite was too rough that she felt something hot trickling down her shoulder, her scalp tingling as she bit her lower lip when he licked that trickling blood down her shoulder, he was sucking on the bite he just created.
She let go of her lower lip and slightly opened her eyes staring down at him. "Animal..." She whispered under her breath as tears droplets left her eyes due to sudden intense pain in her shoulder. She closed her eyes in order to stop her tears and endured his brutality. He bite, sucked, and licked that area before pausing.
His pupils widened when he realized what he was doing. He touched her? He just told himself that he won't touch her, yet he goes around biting her. He closed his eyes as his jaw clenched in anger.
Back then and even now...this woman make things hard for him from the beginning.
Still...he didn't go far and controlled himself on time.
His loathing heart can't afford the fact that his desires for her still run wild.
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