TW: Rape
XANDER'S POV
I didn't give two fucks about the deal. The problem was getting solved and that is all that mattered. But the way she leaned into the detective, like a helpless fucking kitten annoyed me a lot.
It's because she is pathetic and that's why you are annoyed. She is weak. I tried to make sense of my emotions.
Yes, weak and pathetic
But then my annoyance just increased when she whined about being in pain. It would have continued to annoy me, until she picked up her shirt and showed her bruised stomach. That is when my annoyance turned into anger. Did the guys actually think it was okay to hit her? An innocent girl. My fucking kitten.
Not yours, I growled at my thoughts. But I was far too lost into the mere thought of her bruised stomach. I needed the detective to leave. I don't know why, but I just fucking did.
'Maybe you want to comfort her' some weak part of me spoke.
Disgusting. People like her are nothing but a burden to everyone. All they could ever cause is trouble. And then the detective went on promising that weak bitch all sorts of things. Something about ice-cream and what not.
See pathetic, my subconscious spoke. Yes, pathetic. I agreed. And things would have remained calm until the kitten decided to back out of the deal. If it was anger that I felt earlier, I was enraged now. I was overwhelmed with the need to show the tiny human who she was dealing with. And that is exactly what I was going to do.
Show her what getting hurt actually means. After ordering Damien to get the detective out, I locked the door. Don't want her running away now do we. Would she even dare trying to escape? Well, we will see.
"You think you can back of out the deal, малÑÑка?" (little girl) I spoke. She looked up with tears that stained her cheeks. Fuck she is pretty for a pathetic girl. Her lips were pouty, I wondered what they would feel like around my dick
"I asked you a fucking question" Growling in annoyance, I stalked towards her. She really needs to start listening. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her face close to mine and I was hit with her chocolate strawberry smell. I don't think anyone could smell as good as her.
"I... I... the deal was that you do not hurt Lila. You hu... hurt her, so the deal doesn't st...stand" She stuttered.
"That scratch doesn't count as hurt in my world. In my world, hurt is when the person is on the brink of death" I spoke, pulling her face even closer to mine. Just one slight movement and I could taste those plump lips.
"No. In my world, hurt is anything that causes pain. You cut her skin and that would have caused her pain. So didn't keep your end of the bargain" The kitten boldly speaks.
"No, kitten, the deal stands because it was made under my roof. So you are going to be my little bitch. And don't make it harder for me. It won't take me long to order my men to hurt your friend. And thus time hurt would mean, brink of death. You understand?" I said, making sure she understood everything I said.
She closed her eyes as more tears streamed down her face. Her lashes for long. Super long. Her lips looked even more plum.
"Please don't hurt me. I can do anything you want" She begged.
"You will do anything I want. Open your eyes" She opened her eyes and looked at me
"Stand and strip," I ordered. I wanted to fuck her. I needed to get her out of my system. Whatever I was feeling for her, the heat and the ache, I was sure it will all flush out once I have fucked her
Hearing me, her eyes widened. She looked at me like I was an alien. As if she couldn't comprehend what I just said.
"You know how I feel about you making me repeat myself"
She shook her head. "No. I meant cooking or cleaning. Not being a whore"
"You do anything I say. That was the deal. Now strip or I am gonna have to find your detective friend" FUCK, I didn't need to blackmail a women to get what I want. Every woman that I have ever slept with, was more than willing. But she did agree to being my bitch.
"Please, Rouge. Don't. I don't wanna do this" she begged.
Hearing her call my street name stirred some sort of pathetic feeling in me. Ignoring myself, I warned
"If I have to repeat myself once more, I will do worse than I plan to do. Now strip kitten."
She was shivering as she moved out of bed. She was sobbing and it was only pissing me off. She agreed to being my bitch. Why is she crying about it? She slowly moved her hand to the hem of her shirt, and pulled it over her shoulder.
My kitten was a gorgeous woman. She had the perfect kind of curves and with the delicacy that she radiates, she wouldn't have had a long list of ex boyfriends. No man would willingly give up such beauty. Her chest was ample enough for me to grab onto when I pound into her from behind. I groaned thinking about the kitten bent over, and one hand in her hair and other on her chest. Fuck. She was better than anyone I have seen.
However, what surprised me was the tattoo that inked her skin under the right breast. I hadn't even noticed when she had removed her pants. Sensing my gaze in her body, she tried covering herself.
No, baby, I am not done looking
"Hands off. NOW!" I ordered. The room was filled with her sobs and whimpers.
"Hands off" I growled. Thea drops her hands to her sides and continues crying. Grabbing her hand, I pulled her towards me and pushed her on the bed. Hovering over her, I placed my lips on her thoat. Her skin was extremely soft. But I wanted more.
Biting into her skin, a small gasp escaped her lips. I was never gentle when it came to acts of pleasure and sex. Rough and primal was how I defined sex. Placing my hands around her throat I gave it a hard squeeze. Not hard enough to stop her breathing but enough presuure that normally provides pleasure to women. However, I only felt her thrash around me.
THEA'S POV
I hated whatever he was doing to me. I tried to push him away, but he just grabbed me harder. Lila said it would feel good when I have sex with someone, but all that I felt was pain.
I just want to go home and feel the safety and comfort of my blanket. I cried harder, thinking about what was going to happen. Will he rape me? Just the thought of it caused me to cry out louder.
"Why the fuck are you crying? You made a deal with me. You said you would do anything that I said" Xander roared
Hearing him scream so loud, only scared me more. I continued crying.
"Stop FUCKING crying"
I prayed that he would stop. But he didn't. Instead he ripped my underwear and started to remove his clothes.
"No. No. Please no. I can't do this" I begged. But her words were given no attention. Xander hovered over her and started to touch her again.
Thea wanted to die. She was ready to trade anything in this world if it meant getting away from Xander. She was losing her will to fight. She couldn't overpower a man that was triple her size. She could only beg and that's what she did
" Xander, please stop. I have never done this. Please Xander, it hurts. Please just let me go" And suddenly his hands stopped and he was off her in seconds. She just realized what she had done. She spoke his name. He was going to kill her. At this point she welcomed death over whatever he was doing
"What do you mean you have never done this before," Xander whispered "Have you never been touched by anyone?"
I nodded my head, scared to speak anything. Xander roared and smashed his hand into the mirror behind him. He continued breaking and throwing stuff. I pushed myself to the corner of the bed, trying to protect myself from his rage.
After a few minutes, Xander finally calmed down and walked towards the door
"Leave, Thea. Go to Damien and ask him to drop you wherever the fuck you want. If I come back and find you anywhere close to this property, I will kill you myself"
With that he left the room. I don't know how long I stayed where I was, crying and hating myself for being this weak. It was maybe a few minutes, or hours, but after a while, I gathered my clothes, and stepped out of the room, to look for a man named Damien.
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