Episode 13

ALLANA,

I gaze at him and instantly, my heart turns to ice. How did this demon track me down here? I need to escape, need to rid myself of him once more, or else it's farewell to my freedom for good.

But it's my own fault too; instead of heading far away, I lingered around the lighthouse area. Made it far too easy for him to find me and aim to drag me back to his residential dungeon.

He's surely been hunting me all day, and now he's found me, I'm screwed.

This guy must have a pact with the devil, it's the only explanation. I have to find a way to flee again. I can't let him claim the victory of pulling me back to that mansion.

I see him lock eyes with the guy and charge at him, and when he starts punching the man, I don't wait for another second. It's my chance to break free. Suppose he turns on me next after my escape from his place. I wouldn't put it past this guy; he's proven himself crazier with each passing day.

I jump up and run without looking where I'm going, just run. Run until I trip and fall – damn it, can't even run away properly.

Oh, the defeat in my life, cursed to be so unlucky in the house of Judas. Allana, you foolish girl. Now, I'm truly in a bind; escape is no longer an option.

My God, please help me, for this might be my end, and I feel like I might die this time.

I watch as he draws nearer, and my heart skips a beat. How did I fall? He stops running and comes towards me, stalking like a predator closing in on its prey.

He grabs my arm, pulls me to my feet, and starts dragging me. I try to break free, but the devil himself is stronger than I am.

"Let go of me, you monster, I will not go anywhere with you."

He throws me into the car and sits by my side, slamming the door. I scoot as far away from him as I can, huddled against the door – could it be jammed? If so, I can break free again because I refuse even to breathe the same air as him.

My hand goes to the lock, but it won't budge – damn, looks like I'll have to accept this life.

The driver gets in, and I start to cry, unable to escape him, and now he'll surely harm me again for fleeing. At least the driver's alive – that's one small relief.

I should've taken the money and gone to another city, or another country... No, not a country, the money wouldn't stretch that far.

Out of nowhere, I feel his body close to mine, and when I glance at him, there's no anger in his eyes. He raises his hand, and I brace for a blow, but instead, he wipes away my tears and strokes my face gently.

I don't like this – it feels like he's tenderizing me for a roast.

Slowly, I push his hand from my face and turn back towards the window. I'm set to be imprisoned in that house; my botched escape served only as a farewell to Marcelo, Bia, and Noah. I'll never see them again.

As the car pulls up to the house, I know I'll never see the streets again, not on my own, at least.

But, I won't give up the fight for freedom. Any slip-up on his part, and I'll make my getaway.

I need to start saving money, hoard whatever I can, even if it means stashing it under the mattress. Just wait and see if he can find me then.

He steps out of the car, dragging me with him.

I'm past caring now, knowing it'll only be worse if I try anything.

He escorts me straight to his room and sits me down on the bed. He squats in front of me, staring intently.

Does he think I'm a mind reader???

With an eye roll at the thought, he frowns, stands up, writes something on paper, and hands it to me.

"This is the third time you've rolled your eyes at me. Next time, I will punish you for your disrespect."

I freeze in fear, wondering what kind of punishment he means.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

He removes the paper from my lap and places it beside me on the bed, caresses my face once more, and leans in for a kiss.

I keep my mouth closed, but he traces his tongue around my lips until I reluctantly open up, and the kiss unfolds.

So calming, so tender, he nudges my body down onto the bed, lying over me.

Give an inch, and they take a mile – I push him off me, breaking the kiss, though he strokes my face and tries again.

I wonder if he thinks I'm some puppy, wagging my tail for a pat after he's kicked me.

I shove him more forcefully this time and stand up, but he holds my arm. I pull away and with my other hand, shove his away from me, and run to the bathroom, locking it behind me and retreating.

I check the bathroom window to see if it's viable to jump, but if the bedroom window is high, this one's out of the question.

Damn, I pace back and forth until the door is shattered, and on the other side stands a furious, disheveled man.

He lunges at me, but I dodge and huddle against the wall, not that it stops him from yanking me back by the arm and tossing me onto the bed.

He begins to undress, and I plead, "Please, not again, if you do, I'll never forgive you."

He just grins and mutters something, ignoring my pleas. He strips naked and spreads me out, pressing down on my thighs, forcing them open, positioning himself between them once more.

He resumes kissing me, right down to my navel—then lowers my pants. I fight to keep them on, to no avail. I cross my legs, but he spreads them again, pressing and opening them once again to make his way back between.

He kisses my navel again, lifting my legs, kissing up my thigh until he reaches my most intimate spot.

And when he gets there, my body betrays me utterly, his tongue works magic, and I'm biting my lips to stifle how much my body is relishing it.

Kissing, licking, sucking, sliding fingers—that glide with ease, drenched as they are—and while he sucks on my clitoris, his fingers move inside me, not swiftly, but oh so pleasurably.

I feel something alien coursing through me, a sensation unknown, my heart races, breath falters, my body combusts while he doesn't stop indulging.

Then I'm quaking, my core pulsing against his mouth, until the sensation fades and he gives one last suck and lick. He takes the paper and writes, turning it for me to read:

"Congratulations on your first orgasm. Shall I continue???"

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