CHAPTER 100

CHAPTER 100
Eriel's POV

My eyes opened, still blurry, and that’s when I remembered everything, how someone had tried to injure me, and then Lossif had come to my house in the middle of the night.

It was him who had put the handkerchief over my mouth, making me pass out. I quickly snapped my eyes open, trying to understand why Lossif had made me unconscious.

Thinking about it, I sat up and realized this wasn’t my house. I was somewhere else. I didn’t know where. The place was moving, shaking slightly.

I could hear the sound of seagulls, and the noise of water reached my ears. My hands and legs weren’t tied. I stood up and left the hall, and as soon as I stepped out, I realized this was a cruise. I was on a cruise. But what the hell was I doing here?

I saw that I was in the middle of the sea. As far as my eyes could see, there was nothing but water. No other boats, no island, nothing. Just the deep sea and this cruise.

Wait… I was kidnapped, right? But by whom?

I clutched my head, trying to force my memories back. As I was thinking, suddenly, a pair of big hands wrapped around my stomach. I glanced down at them, but before I could react, I was pulled back, my back pressing against a chest.

I quickly tried to look back to see who it was, but from the pheromones I was getting, I had a hunch it was Losif. Still, I wasn’t completely sure, which is why I struggled to turn around.

But I wasn’t able to, whoever it was stood firmly behind me, too powerful for me to move. Suddenly, that person threw me onto the ground with great force.

As my back hit the ground, a sharp pain shot through me, as if my backbone was about to break. Still, my eyes immediately went to that person, and I saw him. It was Losif. Just like I had suspected.

He was standing there, wearing only shorts and a shirt, but the buttons of his shirt were open, exposing his body.

“Losif! Why did you do this? Why did you kidnap me?” I asked. Taking support from my knees, I tried to stand up, but just then, Losif kicked me in the chest, throwing me back onto the ground again.

His kick hit hard. He was an alpha, I was indeed weak compared to him. My body ached all over now. From that one kick, it felt like I was about to die.

My hand clutched my chest because the pain was unbearable. Just then, Losif’s pheromones reached my nose. I flinched and looked up. A smirk tugged at his lips as he stood there, deliberately releasing his pheromones.

“Suppress your pheromonse right now, Lossif, and let me go from here!” I shouted, my voice trembling with exhaustion. I couldn't bear to be near a person who used violence against me; I realized then how wrong I had been about him before.

As I sat there, panting and desperate, Lossif suddenly moved. He knelt down in front of me, his expression unreadable, before reaching out and grabbing a fistful of my hair. He began to yank it back with a force that made me gasp in pain.

“You’re really naive, aren't you?” he whispered, his voice dangerously low. “Do you truly think I brought you all the way here just to let you go? No... it’s not that easy. You’re going to stay with me for the rest of your life”. He leaned in closer, his breath cold against my skin. “Did you forget that you loved me? And I loved you. We’re dating, so how can you talk about leaving me so easily?”

His words felt alien to me. When he used to speak, there was a gentleness in his tone, but now, there was only a sharp edge of hatred. It was as if he loathed me, and that realization chilled me to the bone.

Suddenly, he stood up and hoisted me onto his shoulder like I weighed nothing. He carried me back into the bedroom and threw me onto the bed.

My body felt weak, partly from the physical strain and partly from the overwhelming effect of his hormones. I started to feel a feverish heat rising within me.

I tried to reach for a glass of water on the nightstand, desperate to calm my racing heart, but Lossif was already there. He stripped off his shirt, tossed it aside, and stepped onto the bed. He pinned me down and began to kiss me with a ferocity that terrified me.

Hours passed in a blur of pain and exhaustion. When it was finally over, Lossif fell asleep on top of me, leaving me pinned under his weight. I felt as though I was on the verge of death; he hadn't shown a single ounce of gentleness.

He had been like a beast, relentless and cruel. My skin was marred with teeth marks where he had bitten me until I bled, and my entire body throbbed with a dull, persistent ache.

No matter how much I had begged him to stop, no matter how much I cried out in pain, he hadn't listened. My screams had echoed in the cabin, and even as I wept, I saw him smiling, as if my suffering gave him a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Eventually, I managed to summon enough strength to push his heavy body off me. I struggled to sit up, my muscles screaming in protest. I looked around the room, the reality of my situation sinking in.

I couldn't leave; we were in the middle of the ocean. Even if I managed to run, there was nowhere to go but the water, and that would be a death sentence. I had no choice but to stay, trapped in this nightmare with a man I no longer recognized.

As I was lost in thought, Iosif pulled me down onto the bed again, and then he came on top of me.

"Wait, Iosif, please wait. I am so scared, so please don't do this to me. It hurts a lot," I begged while crying.