Chapter 68 Qoute your amount and let me have your body!
68\. Qoute your amount and let me have your body!
The night seemed to have grown utterly silent. Not even would the air roll by. It was the same silence the grieved people sense before the burial of their loved ones in a graveyard. Peter's loud breathing echoed inside his car as he accelerated at high speed, thinking about Aurora.
His lips twisted in desire. He was unable to think of anything else other than her. Now finally he could make her his. She had always been in his mind as long as Damien returned from abroad three years ago. It was since then he knew he had to have her.
It was a far off dream though and she was a princess from the same dream. Because Damien would never let any male come around her let alone go near her.
But now his desire was finally going to be fulfilled. Not in a good way, but his plan worked out. All he could think was about her. Her eyes. Her lips. Her face. Her small thin waist and full breasts above it. Her soft lustrous hair. He was getting harder inside his pants just at the thought of her body.
She was a goddess in the temple of his heart where he worshiped her like a dedicated monk. Tonight he would finally ravish devoting her the way he ever so desired.
He changed his direction and turned to the street leading to the said church.
"I'm coming, sweetie. I'm coming for you. Can't express how excited I am." He spoke to himself and pulled the car over by the side of the street.
Peter grabbed his phone and ran out. The gates of the church were unbolted, distant street lamps illuminating the region. He was hit by a holy context as he walked through the gate nevertheless nothing about his smirk changed. He was bewitched.
He had been corrupted lust brutally that he didn't even think where he was leading to and what consequences his actions may result into. His lust blinded mind commanded him to go further and step inside the church.
"Aurora!" His eyes twinkled realizing that there was a woman sitting in the front rows with her head hung low.
There were a few bags beside her feet. She was sobbing quietly and as she had heard previously, she was clad in a red dress. Peter's eyes gleamed with lust and evilness. He took a quick gulp of breath and headed towards her.
He put his hand on her shoulder while calling her name, "Aurora?" She raised her head to see him.
The girl wasn't Aurora. "Ermm, sorry, I was looking for someone else." He withdrew his hand and forced his lips into a grin.
"It's okay." The girl smiled at him and again returned to her previous position.
She was young and gorgeous. He had a desire to take her back to his car and repeat all that he did to that girl some time back. She was too hot to handle but it was not the right time to have fun with other chicks.
Peter wanted Aurora. This was his only chance at having her thereupon he controlled his urge and came out of the church.
Girls like her would be available throughout his life, he thought, but a girl like Aurora is rare. As soon as they are found, they are claimed by bastards like Damien because they deserve to be owned forever. Like a precious antique every male would want to possess.
"Where are you Aurora?" Peter hissed.
He was a little annoyed since she was nowhere to be found. Every second was crucial. He wished to waste as much less time in finding her as possible because the remaining time he could use to cherish her. Peter looked around the church twice.
When there seemed to be no sign of her there, not even her scent other than petrichor, he padded towards his vehicle. He got inside his car and started the engine.
No sooner did he cross a street than he noticed another woman sitting on a bench under a huge oak tree clad in a red gown. It felt like life was playing with him provided that this woman had a small luggage too. It was as if a recorded reel was repeating around him in a loop and he had no other choice than facing it.
It was pitch dark and his car was far away. He could hardly make out her facial expressions. Another thing was that she also had her skull hanging low with soft muffles escaping herouth. She was wet and quaking in cold. It was difficult to catch her scent as the fragrance of wet soil and oak cocooned her in their embrace.
Peter hung there and took his time examining her features. She did resemble Aurora but she only looked like a silhouette of her figure that could belong to anyone else as well. He clenched and unclenched his jaw as he watched her in dilemma whether to hang there for more or get going.
Then he finally chose to wheel again and look for Aurora when he heard soft muffle and suppressed sobs.
"Wh-where do I go now? I have no one else in this city." His eyes enlarged marvelously.
She was Aurora. She damn was. That was her voice and Peter was certain it was her sitting under the oak tree on the bench. He did a happy dance internally while jumping outside the car.
She was vulnerable and alone, apparently praying for some sort of miracle to happen and take her away from here. This was a perfect chance to soothe her and claim her, and take her to his house… to his bed.
He came out of the car and rushed under the oak tree. "Aurora?" He spoke with slight amusement as if he had not expected to see her here.
Aurora raised her lashes and glanced at him with her teary puffy eyes. Her shoulders stiffened at the look of his face. It instantly took her back to a while ago when she'd seen those edited pictures of herself with this ugly unethical man in Damien's mansion. His presence here in her miserable time showed he was not here to soothe her. Peter Dursley would never be there for anyone's consolation unless he has a personal gain in it.
She didn't have to think he was not involved for she was damn certain it was his doing. He had tried earlier as well but never succeeded. This was perfect timing and his recurring attempt had to result in an advantageous outcome for him once, which it did this time. He was able to manipulate Damien's thoughts and have her cast out of the protective embrace of his arms as well as house, leaving her abandoned and exposed to wolves like him.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, kneeling across from her on the ground.
He grazed the edge of the bench on either side of her knees thus trapping her between him and the bench behind. Aurora shivered. She shifted backwards a little bit in order to avoid physical contact. The mental reverence he was inflicting on her, nevertheless, was hard to hide.
"I... I was told Damien fired you and expelled out of his house?" He tried to crawl his fingers upon her right knee but she slapped his hand away.
"Your silence worries me, Aurora." He lifted his hand to touch her cheek but she declined him either turning her face away or moving backwards.
"Don't fret out, darling." Peter placed his hand on her shoulder only to have it scratched and shoved away. "You can rely on me Aurora."
As soon as he was done delivering that statement Aura's widened dark eyes glared down at him.
"Don't pretend as if you know nothing!" Her heavy voice gave away her impotence.
She was frightened of his sudden appearance but not weak enough to not get back at him. "You destroyed my life and act like you bloody know nothing." She pushed him aside and got up.
Peter saved himself from falling on his butt and ruining his gray suit. His lips curved even darkly as he got up and bit his mouth with that obvious smirk for Aurora to see. Now that she was aware of his doings there was no need to pretend to be good. She knew he was bad, and he knew she was weak and unprotected— Which meant, she was at his mercy now— or at least he thought so.
"Well well well my darling," His expressions scared her.
She hugged her arms looking behind her and around them. His occurrence didn't give her a good vibe and Aura was ready to make a run. She looked at his back at her baggage and attempted to get it but Peter grasped her elbow and pulled her closer to himself.
"You,"
Just as she tried to snap at him in her cracking tone, "You are beautiful, Aurora, just give me a chance to prove myself. I promise I will treat you a thousand times better than that freaking playboy alpha." while trying to touch her cheek but Aurora moved away.
She freed her elbow from him and moved backwards. Having taken safe steps away from him, she tried not to let her tears flash or flow. She was already dizzy and weak. Accusations put by the man she loved followed by being thrown out like enough used furniture which is not of use any more has all shaken her perseverance. She just wished for some time to figure out life and decide where to go next but this creature was doing everything Aurora wished she could avoid.
"Fck off, you cheap maggot!" He clenched his fist and controlled his rage of pounding on her.
He smiled and took a close look at her figure. "Damien is not here but I can smell him around." He stared at her belly, causing Aura to flinch back.
"Your language, attitude and sour behavior towards me shows his impact on you." He took a step ahead while she retreated three steps behind. "Rather I should say the company of his offspring you are bearing in your womb makes you act like the alpha himself."
Dread spread around her and engulfed the place in deafening stillness. Peter tried a lot to speak to her but she kept mum thereafter. Also she kept a hand's distance from him.
"What is there in him that others don't have, Aurora?" He forcibly caught her wrist and yanked her towards himself.
She whimpered and glowered but he wouldn't let go. His hands slid under her waist and locked behind her back causing her eyes to well up and trickle crazily.
The bitter treatment of her lover was not enough that he had to do this to her. Why God have to be so cruel to her serene soul? Aura sobbed. She hit her fists on his chest and stomped her feet on his. Her attempts unfortunately were futile as it caused no effect on him.
Then she gathered every last ounce in her body and pressed her against his shoulders. His hands unlocked and he fell backwards on the bench.
"Do not you ever dare to touch me son of a freaking btch!" She shouted and turned around without thinking about her baggage as it was under his back now.
"Enough now!" Peter hissed.
He lost his control and rose to his full height. He got her in a swift and pulled Aurora back to himself with such force that her shoulder had a current of pain shoot through.
"What the hell do you think of yourself, bitch??? Can't you see how hard I'm trying to impress you. But you being the most sensible woman in this world don't want to spare a glance at me." He gripped both of her shoulders tightly and pushed her against the bench, hurting her.
"I have been trying to make you mine for a long time. But you don't see anyone beside Damien." He pushed her more on the bench and hovered over her paining body.
"Let go. Let go, bastard!" Aurora said between sobs.
She was attempting to escape from his grip but he was more powerful. The more she struggled, the tighter his grip became.
" If I wanted I could have forced you before but I didn't… Because I wanted to impress you.... I bloody wanted to impress you." Peter screamed at her and pushed her on the ground.
She fell down with a thud. Her eyes widened in horror. She clutched her belly and prevented herself from falling on her stomach.
"Why don't you see my love for you, Aurora? Why can't you rely on me as much as you rely on him?" He made a ripple of dread fill her chest and burst out in tears.
She caressed her belly and tears gushed out of her eyes profusely. An unknown fear engulfed her. The fear of losing her baby. She doesn't want to risk it. Not at any cost.
"I love you, Aurora. I love you more than Damien but you don't see it. Everything I do for you is taken as a sin. Everything about me is disliked by you. Tell me what should I do to make you love me?" Aurora slowly got up from the ground, composing her state. She looked in his direction and witnessed him going crazy.
His face became red due to anger and eyes were spitting fire. He was breathing so heavily that she forgot her own breathing.
She covered her belly with both of her hands and took a few steps back once she successfully got up. Peter again caught her in his trap and shoved her aggressively. .
"Isn't creating misunderstandings between Damien and you enough to show my obsession?" His large hand took her face and held it coldly, stinging every bit of her profile.
"How long will it take for you to mine, Aurora?" He hushed near her ear. "Or should I ask how much would you want to be mine? Tell me your price."
Shock racked her spine. She gulped a shallow breath as she realized the proximity she shared with him. It gave her disgusted goosebumps all around her hands and the back of her neck.
"Let go," She banged her tiny fist against his chest and he laughed at her vain attempt.
"Quote your amount, darling. I am willing to pay fortunes for this body. Just let me have a lick of your pssy."
His face welcomed a hard blow. Aurora bit him on the jaw as an attempt to release herself. He let go and fell back, holding his jaw in his palm.
She wrapped her hands around her stomach and scurried backwards. Earlier than she turned to make a run for life, he caught her hair and dragged her under the oak tree.
He pushed her by the trunk and glanced down at her stomach then her face.
"Is it because of this piece of shit why you decline me so much? Alpha's baby won't let you go near another man." He spoke hoarsely. "How about I end his chapter?"
He flashed his grown up claws across her eyes. Aurora gasped. She shivered looking at his dirty nails. They were scarier than Damien's. Bigger than his and pointed as if he sharpened them.
"Only if you don't have this shit in your belly then I can have you, right? Coz anyway Damien is not accepting this horseshit after looking at those pictures you have with me."
Aurora punched him in anger. He was insulting and humiliating her again and again. She punched him twice as the first time didn't seem to affect him. Much to her satisfaction the second one made him bleed.
Peter touched his bleeding lips and glared at Aurora dangerously. "This is what I actually like about you, Babe. Because you are different and fierce." He gripped her shoulder and attacked her neck. He bit her neck, leaving hickeys all over the area.
"Ahhh!" She screamed and cried but she was helpless.
Tbc…