Chapter 55 Chapter 55

Chapter 55 Chapter 55
He snaked his hand around my waist with his right hand and pulled me to him. His left hand gripped my ass and squeezed it.

There was hardly any space between us again.

"Let scar go please." I blurted out.

I did not dare to look at scar while I spoke because I feared that what I might see would weaken any resolve I had left.

"Don't mention his name again, he doesn't exist. “Ken sighed, then he smiled. "We are the only ones that exist here now. Me and you." He hit my ass and groaned.

I could see he tried not to shout at me. I didn't care if he did all this because of his supposed love for me. Love is not selfish. He was only obsessed and right now I wished him death.

"What are you going to do to.. I. Him? I tried not to say Scars name. I did. But he was my whole essence.

Ken wasn't stupid he knew I was referring to scar. I was testing his patience but I had no other choice.

Ken frowned at my request.

"If you insist I will let him go. I will do anything for you, you know that right?"

I nodded sheepishly. Anything to save Scar. "I insist."

"Letting Scar go will depend on how happy I am and how happy I am depends on how well you please me."

I nodded in understanding, and muttered something like OK. I had no more fight in me_ anything I said now might infuriate him and he won't let Scar go. I had to thread softly.

"Good girl." Ken smiled, then he kissed me.

"Where did I stop" he said pausing to look at me. "Yes now I remember." He drawled. "Your Belle button."

He held my waist with one hand and continued touching me with the other. He caressed my lower stomach and I bit my lips hard to stop myself from spitting on him again.

If there was a chance that he would let Scar go then I could not afford to ruin it.

"You want me don't you?" Ken asked, looking up at me.

His voice was rough, deep and hoarse. It was obvious that he taking every muscle in his body to resist me. To resist doing what he really wanted to.

But His desire to torment Scar was more than his desire for me. I felt like their was more to his hatred for Scar than me wanting to save him. I didn't reply, my heart was beating so fast I was surprised it was still beating.

Ken stared at me now,

"You are so beautiful." He complemented, sounding genuine. 

He held my waist and leaned in to my neck to take in my scent. "And you smell like beauty."

I wanted to puke when a powerful voice reverberated through the room halting me.

"Stopppp!" Scar screamed.