Chapter 15 Chapter 15
Tessa
I fell limp, gasping for air to keep from passing out as my body spasmed as if I were having a seizure. As I started to regain control and calm down, he touched me, and I tensed up. “Don’t,” I begged.
“It will take a while before you can take all of me; I’ll start slow, beauty,” he said as he kissed my forehead.
My body shook, I knew what was about to happen, and I felt him. When he entered me, my entire body froze. He began rubbing my clit.
“Relax, beauty,” he said as he put more pressure, sliding into me. He was big, and it felt like I was being stretched out to accept the invasion.
I started to cry and beg, “Please stop.” I whispered his answer was to continue playing with my clit. I screamed as he slid into me deeper and then stopped. He leaned over, and I felt his breath on my neck.
“You need to let go, beauty, or every time I take you now and in the future, we’ll have a problem,” he whispered, kissing my cheeks. What the fuck was happening here? I shouldn't be reacting like this. When Alex raped me, I never reacted; all I did was cry and scream, and now my body was reacting.
He kissed me. Then beginning to move, he slid deeper into me, and I moaned out loud.
“Good girl,” he said as he thrustme deeper into He stopped, and I felt like I was being split in two. I tried not to make a sound. My body shook uncontrollably.
“Such a good girl. But we’re not there yet.” He said as he continued playing with my clit, "I will never get used to that feeling." He was huge, and stretching me out, he was deep in me. He started fuckingme with long, slow strokes, increasing the speed and power of the fucking strokes. I started to scream; it was too much.
“Stop, it’s too deep. Please,” I begged. His hands closed around my throat, squeezing. “Beauty, you haven’t even taken all of me as yet. You’ll take me now and every single time,” he said with a growl, squeezing my throat harder. I felt my orgasm building and pressed something onto my clit. A vibrator. That was the second my brain shut down and my body took over. “Oh fuckkkkk.” I screamed.
“Good girl,” he replied as my body shook. The vibrator on my clit sent me over the edge, and I once again shook, screamed, and squirted cum. He pulled out of me and slammed into me so hard, my entire body lifted off the bed.
“Now you’ve taken every inch of me,” he said, squeezing my throat and fucking into me harder and deeper. Each thrust made me lose my rational thought. My pussy began contracting, causing another orgasm to wash over me; he kept thrusting into me hard and deep.
“Fuck, you are truly special,” he said with a groan. I screamed as another orgasm took over.
“Fuck,” he said with a groan as I felt him cum deep in me.
“So fucking perfect,” he whispered.
I felt him move, and I could feel my face turning red, not just my face but my entire body. Why did I react that way? Was my trauma so bad that my mind just shut down and allowed my body to accept what was happening?
“I can hear you thinking, beauty?” his voice pulling me out of my thoughts. I felt his hands on mine; he began undoing the restraints.
“Don’t,” he whispered in my ears.
“You are one sick fuck, you know that. You’re worse than him trying to justify your fucking perversion by claiming possession and obsession.” I bit out, and he grabbed my throat.
“Careful Tessa, I’m still being sweet. You don’t want me to really act the way I want to,” he said, licking my neck.
“Now. “Talk,” he ground out, but I kept my mouth shut. “Tessa, answer me now,” he commanded, his voice cold.
“Fuck you,” I said, pushing and moving. I fell hard, hitting my elbow and knees. “Owww,” I scrambled to pull the blindfold off, and he grabbed my hand.
“Fair enough, you don’t seem to want sweet, so you’ll get the crazy obsessed man.” He said, his hands closing around my throat, squeezing my neck, forcing his mouth onto mine as his tongue invaded my mouth. I bit him, and he pulled back.
“Oh darling, that is going to cost you,” he said; his voice held a dangerous tone now.
Zaiel
I was sitting in my office at Rhyland Global looking at the file Joe prepared for me. It seems Ms. Snarky Pants wasn't so simple as she was pretending to be. Her father was in jail for murder; he murdered the wife, her stepmother. He refused to tell the officers why he did it; he just said, “She deserved it.” He denies any visits from lawyers, from anyone, or any appeal; he is choosing to stay in there. She never visits him either.
And she was in witness protection. As I read further, I paused. There is a pending case. I dropped the file onto the desk. She was raped. No wonder she acts that way. She wasn't rude because she wanted to be rude; it was self-preservation. I looked at the file, unsure if I should continue reading it. Did I want to know? Did I really want to get involved in her drama? I hesitated but picked it up and continued reading.
“Tessa Jansen was under a Witness Protection (WP) arrangement for one year following a critical incident involving her father. This WP status was recently revoked/expired, leaving the subject exposed.
The primary threat is Ms. Jansen's stepbrother, Alex Ruslan. Ruslan's obsession led to repeated instances of sexual assault against Ms. Jansen, spanning from the age of 15 to almost 17. The assaults were never reported until they were and resulted in the fatality documented in the official police report.
The official police investigation into Ruslan's actions and the subsequent fatality is currently active and being led by Detective Collin Ryan.
Current Threat Assessment:
Despite the past legal intervention, Ruslan has maintained a persistent and calculated two-year pattern of advanced stalking and pursuit. Ruslan remains a severe and imminent danger. The subject's safety is critically compromised due to this external threat.
“Fuck.” I threw the file across the room. She’s been running for two years. He was obsessed with her. I stood up and loosened my tie. I leaned against my desk, staring out at the Manhattan skyline.
Zaiel Rhyland, CEO of Rhyland Global. I've always had a plan; I've always had everything mapped out. Engagement to Clarissa to keep my mother and Avani off my back. I didn't have any great love for Clarissa; it was purely contractual. Kids were a big fucking no for me. I always used protection.
My family was too fucked up for me to have a happy life; I moved out to save my sanity, but my mother and sister still find ways to interfere with my life. I heard the intercom.