Chapter 14: Unwanted Visit

He smirked returned gradually, leaving my leg as I fell back on the bed, curling like a ball, rubbing my bandage gently to ease the pain.

He sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating me sniveling in pain, letting out muffled sobs not only from physical but also mental disturbance.

“Don’t you dare to think about running away again, Aalifa.” He warned seriously.

His powerful eyes cascaded down to my leg as he traced his finger down, probably to soothe the pain but those disgusting fingers couldn’t relieve me at all.

Instead, they scared me more and I moved back.

“Sir, Please why are you doing this to me? Let me go. I swear, my lips are sealed. I won’t-”

I was about to beg him for any hint of compassion but it never existed in the first place.

Breaking into a menacing laugh, he pulled his hand back to push his messy hair behind. The sound echoed in the room, sending a shiver down my spine.

“Aalifa, Aalifa, Aalifa,...”

As long as the sound of that scary laugh rang in my ears, my body lost its ability to function. What a villainous sound, having no concerns towards one’s misery.

Closing my eyes in defeat, I was about to hide my face in the sheet in defeat. Not permitting me, his unwanted fingers moved across the side of my face, forcing me to meet his dead ones.

“My Darling, why are you not getting it? I want you here.” He ended his laugh, shifting closer, making me sit up.

I trembled at the distance he was closing and his demand I failed to grasp. Why did he want me in the first place?

“Why?” I asked desperately, absolutely against this idea.

Before my mind could register, his large body was before me, blocking my vision. One hand on the bed frame as he cupped my cheek with the other hand.

“Why are you doing this, Sir? What did I do?” I asked in a broken tone.

Pressing myself harder against the bed frame, I only found myself trapped by that hand across my face and his hot breaths nearing my skin.

“I promised your Asim to look after you after I kill him.”

Perturbed, I curled my toes, shaking when he was too close and softened his eyes affectionately. So gentle that I refused to believe it could be true.

My eyes widened in horror, body stiffening to perceive what trouble Asim might let me into before dying.

“W-What?”

“I planned to kill you both but he begged to let you live and gave you up to me… completely.” He hummed softly, nearing the point my body felt cold and strange. His hands latched to my skin, bringing my face to incline his aesthetic one.

“No.. Asim cannot do this. You're lying.”

On the verge of sobbing again, I released a tear. Asim wouldn’t give up on me to be his slave. I would die to live this miserable life.

“Believe whatever you want. I have no reason to lie though.” He sighed, fortunately pulling away and sitting comfortably near me.

A tear of powerlessness rolled down my cheek. My chest clenched with inexplicable pain to fathom what I was supposed to do.

“Your lover left you on my mercy, Aalifa.” He whispered tenderly, placing his hand over mine, giving them a firm squeeze.

But, they didn’t reassure me at all. Gasping, I pulled them to my chest quickly. Shaking in pure appeal, I maintained my distance.

Anguish took over me and I could no longer hold the pain, letting out my pain in the form of a tear.

“No, this can't be.”

“But, he did. You are now my property. All mine. And from now on, your destiny is sealed with me. I am your future, Darling.” He continued, his breaths becoming roughly, moving to the side of my face.

I began to wail, freeing my tears. My body no longer held the strength to fight back. The heartbreak grew wild under my skin as he shifted.

“Shh, shh, it's alright. I won’t hurt you until you provoke me to.” He murmured, wiping my tears yet they refused to stop and flowed out uncontrollably.

‘What have you done, Asim?’

“Let me go. I don't know whatever deal you and Asim made but I am innocent. I know nothing, please, have some mercy.” I cried, giving him a pleading that for the sake of admiration I once held.

That, for the sake of the fact that he was once my ideal, he might be merciful.

I was wrong.

“It's no longer possible, your Father left, your apartment is sealed. You have nowhere to go.”

My heartbeats dropped, mouth gaped. When the realization of what point my life had reached sank in, my vision got cloudy, I felt my future blazing in a mere moment.

All the dreams, my life, all of it fell apart.

All it took was one. Fucking. Truth.

“Don't worry, my arms are open for you. You are my admirer after all.”

Lifting my dead eyes, I only saw him before me. That was all his fault. He did that to me.

Gritting my teeth in utter rage, I slapped his hand away which wiped my tears as I growled, “I admire no murderers. I was unaware of your image. I would never praise someone like you.”

My glare vanquished his sugar-coated tone and mellow gaze. His jaw clenched, “Watch that tongue. One wrong sentence and…”

Not giving me a moment, he grabbed my both wrists and threw me down on the bed, crawling on top of me while pinning me under him swiftly.

“It would take me a second to pin you down.” He growled, pressing my wrists harder on the bed.

My heart hammered violently against my chest, my voice locked instantly to be touched intimately for the first time in my life.

His grip was too tight, it made me wince in pain accompanied by tears rolling from the corner of my eyes. Breaths growing wild when he leaned down to my ear.

“To hold you with no escape and seduce you to the point you would beg me yourself for more.” He whispered seductively.

Weakened, my body couldn't move at all as he scanned my body from top to bottom with a threatening stare. Not caring about my silently crying state, he shifted down, removed my shirt from my shoulder and kissed my shoulder.

“Sir, no…” I whispered desperately.

That was not how I imagined my first touch to be like. The resentment in my chest flared, glaring at him yet he continued to kiss my neck intensely, making my body convulse.

“Shh, you won’t feel a sting. Relax.”