House Of Sinners

I dashed downstairs in the hope of venting out the truth to Ava about her baby daddy. I was halfway through the staircase when I saw Ava kissing her baby daddy Desmond goodbye.

"Oh, morning Ayleen!" Ava gave me a strained smile as my appearance made visible to her. She was holding Roy in her lap, but that wasn't the only thing to get my attention, her packed suitcases troubled my mind.

It took my mind a minute to process what was going on. Desmond being taller than everyone under that roof towered them from behind. He had his hands in his short's pockets as his wide shoulders postured straight.

"Umm, morning ma'am!" every step closer to them made my heart sink deeper and deeper in my chest. "Are you leaving for somewhere ma'am?" I said through quivering whispers.

I could see Desmond sneaking a stare at me which disgusted my whole existence as we both knew what he had done last night.

"Yeah! My sister is in the hospital, I've to leave, her kids needs me, my sister needs me," the moment she opened her mouth, her words came out like a desperate whimper. She was hurting for her sister, I could feel her pain as I too have two sisters and if anything happens to them, I'll die instantly of shock and pain.

"I'll be back in two days," before I could let her know what her man tried to do with me last night, she gestured the guard and the driver to pick up her stuff and leave the house.

It was such a devastating situation that I couldn't even utter one word. She was already troubled, I couldn't bring myself to make her mind uneasy.

Once Desmond closed the door after them, silence engulfed us. Maybe, he had realized what he tried to do last night was immoral and wrong and that he might make him not attempt anything.

We were both frozen in our spots, with my eyes stuck on him and his eyes stuck on the ground.

And then!

He lifted his eyes. My heart instantly stopped as the devil peeked through his eyes with the dirtiest intentions.

No! He was not guilty.

A smirk appeared on his lips at the realization that I was completely at the mercy of him now, we were alone and he could finish what he started last night.

Run!

My mind snapped me out of my frozen state. With that thought in my mind, I quickly turned around but before I could do so, I did see him sprinting in my direction.

I rushed to climb the stairs in haste, but he was way too huge for me. He had already reached me as I could hear his grunting from behind me.

I had only climbed halfway through when two strong arms grabbed me by my waist and that's when my back hit his body.

"Let go!" my voice seemed to be stuck in my throat. I moved my limbs as quickly as I could to get out of his grip, but the more I struggled, the more he tightened his arms around me.

He picked me up like I was a plastic doll and dashed downstairs.

"Let me go!" I mumbled under my breath, trying to pinch his skin but he didn't budge.

The pink knee-length dress I wore couldn't keep my thighs covered. He dropped me on the couch in the living room and without giving me a chance to respond, he had already crawled on the top of me.

He sat on top of me with his legs opened, holding me under him. I tried to push him off, but I couldn't reposition him.

"You bast***" I muttered in a whisper while still fighting to get him off while he quickly took off his shirt.

Once he was shirtless, he grasped my wrists and pinned them above my head. I couldn't move at this point, he had completely taken control over my body.

A warm tear escaped my eyes to my ear, but I still didn't want to give up so soon. I was wriggling under him, but now he was laying on top of me.

His lips touched my neck very aggressively.

"Please stop!" I begged, sobbing at this point.

I had left my country to get a shelter somewhere I could save myself and now I'm going to lose my virginity by force under the same roof I thought was a shelter for me.

He dug his teeth into my skin, making my lips utter a shriek in pain. It wasn't even pleasing at this point, he just wanted to show his power over me.

He did not even care that I was his son's nanny, he did not even care that we once loved each other.

He lifted his face and let go of my wrists. A feeling of relief hit me, thinking it might be over, but I was wrong because the moment he sat on top of me again, he grasped my dress from my shoulders and began to tear it down.

"NO!" I finally was able to shout, but no use. He tore it down to my stomach, exposing my bra in the process.

The pause he took gave me shivers down my spine, his eyes scanned my breasts very hungrily.

He gulped!

I watched his face like a scared kitten, I knew he was not stopping now. He clasped my bra from the middle, his hand coming in contact with my naked skin trembled me visibly.

With full force, he pulled my bra, but instead, my body was forced to lift up due to him failing to realize my bra was hooked behind my back.

A striking pain made me cry out a shout, but he ignored it.

He didn't stop there, this time, he clutched the bra with both of his hands to apply the pressure to tear it apart. My hands were now free, but that didn't give me any advantage until!

Until!

We heard the doorbell ringing. Somebody had arrived at the door. We both looked in the direction of the door in surprise for a moment and then looked each other in the eye, both of us knew what was going through each other's head.

I was going to shout for help, and he!

Well, he was quicker than I was. Before my lips could even part yet, he slammed his palm on them to shut me up.

I began to fight even more this time. Whoever was at the door was sent by God to get me out of this situation.

"Who--who is this?" he yelled, keeping me pinned and quiet under him. His heavy raspy voice sent shivers down my spine as this was the first time he had spoken during his attempt of forcing himself on me.