Yours, Faithfully
Bloody Goddess · Completed · 58.1k Words
Introduction
Everything about him screams danger.
" I don't have sx with people, Bunny, I fk." He leaned and whispered into my ear. " Brutally."
My breath hitched at his words.
What in God's name have I gotten myself into?
I can't run because he will definitely find me, and also, I can't do as he said.
There was not even one better option to choose from.
"Trying is free, but succeeding isn't, Bunny."
His gravelly voice echoed inside the room, making my skin crawl.
" You either suk my cok or let me fk you until you pass out."
He stepped back, his hands inside his pocket, staring at me with the most bored expression ever.
"I can't go with any of them.." I shook my head.
Crossing part with Satan's heir was never my plan.
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and now, he is under my tail.
Betrayed by my supposed fiancé, stuck with the devil himself.
If he was the only man on Earth, I would rather die single, but I can't, not when he stalks me, makes me shiver at his touch and make me beg desperately, on my knees.
I wasn't ready to accept him in my life, not after the first betrayal from my fiancé but he forced his way into my life, and turned my world upside down.
Chapter 1
ALESSIA'S POV
A sob escaped my lungs as I dragged my feet down the silent road of Tuscany, Italy.
The cold air hit my skin, causing a shiver to grip my body but I didn't stop walking.
Walking with an empty head with no destination in mind was a disaster, but who cares?
All I wanted was to get away from this fucked up world, my fiancé and my supposed best friend.
Being a doctor, I had thought my life was the most perfect on Earth, maybe because I had peace of mind and everything I needed in my life.
But guess what?
I was totally wrong.
Life was just being easy on me because I had no idea what was coming.
Many nurses and junior doctors at the hospital I worked, called me a role model, but at the moment, my life was nothing close to perfection.
It was messed up and I don't think I can trust anyone again.
This world was fucked up.
Trying hard not to reminisce about the scene I met earlier at my supposed best friend's place, but hell, it wasn't easy to forget such a traumatising scene.
Not now, or ever.
My tears weren't making it easy either, it kept falling uncontrollably and sobs after sobs followed.
I had no destination since I had no family or anyone to rely on.
I had just two people in my life, but they fucked up.
They made a mess out of my trust in them and broke me in million ways that I can't mend not even in a thousand years to come.
They made a complete fool out of me and made me feel stupid for not catching up with their fucked up affairs earlier.
For heaven's sake, I was getting married to my fiancé in two months, but due to heavy work schedules as a doctor, I had no time for him, not knowing my friend was taking care of my man behind my back.
She gave him everything he wanted and that made him gave me attitudes anytime we met.
I was so stupid not to catch up then.
Walking for five minutes without any fucking care of the world, I finally came across a club.
I wanted to walk past it, since clubs weren't my thing, but I couldn't ignore them.
If alcohol could make me forget my pains and heartbreak for a moment, then hell, I'm getting myself drunk to stupor.
I dragged my feet into the club and as expected, it was crowded with different people swaying to the music.
The music and the vibe of the club was not giving a normal club vibe, but I didn't care.
Everyone in the club had a stern look on like Mafias and gangsters, and that made me wonder if I had entered the wrong club.
I wanted to leave, so as not to get my ass into trouble, but a hand caught mine, causing me to flinch in fear.
" Hey, beautiful. Come have a drink with me." A deep voice said from behind.
" Th…thank you. I'm not interested." I tried to scurry away, but the grip on my hand tightened, causing my heart to beat faster.
" Do you think you can leave just like that? I said fucking have a drink with me!"
The voice was no longer nice, and I knew I had finally got my goddamn ass into trouble.
If the stranger holding me decided to do dirty things to me, hell, no one was going to save me from him.
Only the thought of that sent adrenaline flying through my spine.
" I'm not interested please. Can you let me go." I mumbled, but he couldn't hear due to the loud music.
" Come with me now, or I will force you." He whispered, his hot breath fanning my ear.
My eyes met with that of the stranger's, and they resembled that of a deranged person.
I would be stupid to follow such a deranged person.
Having no idea where the strength or rather the courage came from, I bit his hand holding mine, and scurried to another part of the club where he couldn't find me.
If I was to leave the club now, he was sure to go after me, but hiding until he gets wasted was the best option.
Going for the latter, I hid in a safe place, not knowing what was installed for me.
Hell, I had no idea I had landed my butt into the devil's den.
I was in the VIP section without knowing, and when I turned around, my eyes met with the darkest eyes ever, and I felt my soul leave my body for a second.
Those two pairs of eyes stared blankly at me, that I felt my heart stopped beating for probably a minute.
His eyes were light-devoid and dark that one could get completely lost in those dangerous predatory eyes of his.
" Who the hell are you?" A deep voice came.
His calm voice contradicted his expression.
He was nothing short of perfection and probably the devil himself or his incarnate.
" Ahum…. I'm sorry for invading your privacy."
I mumbled and turned around, ready to scurry away like a scared cat, but his next words made me halt on my track.
" You have to pay for invading my privacy." His voice darkened to a chilling end.
I turned sharply towards him, as I had not even a slightest understanding of what he meant by those words.
I should pay for invading his privacy? With what? Money? Gold?
Hell, I had none with me. My head was too messed up to take money with me, and as for the gold, I had none.
" I'm sorry, but I don't have money on me at the moment, but I can make a transfer."
Having no idea what he meant by those words, I blurted out what came to my mind.
If I don't have cash, at least, I could make a transfer, right?
A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he stood up, his two hands calmly in his pocket.
With every step he took towards me, I could feel my lifespan getting shorter.
His eyes were darkened and downright terrifying.
" Are you serious or pretending?" He leaned closer towards me, our face just an inch away.
" I…I have no idea what you're talking about." I stuttered, avoiding his gaze as much as I could.
I didn't want to get trapped in those blue eyes like the waves of the ocean.
" Pretending, Huh?" His jaw tightened and I gulped in fear as sweats clouded my palms.
" N..no" I mumbled.
" I will let you go once you suck my cock, so hard that it chokes you down your throat."
He said slowly, his fingers crawling their way into my throat.
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