Possessed

[Annalouie: seventeen-years old; obsessed]

"What did you say?" Lucy asks, her face getting uglier and uglier with anger.

"I said I'm breaking up with you."

After tying the condom and securing it in my pocket, I get up from bed and put on my shirt before zipping up my pants. The girl always has me exhausted every after sex. Such greedy bit¢h. What did Axel even see in her for keeping her by his side? She's not even tight.

"Wait, Lou! What's going on here?" Lucy scrambles on the bed, puts on her worn out panties before standing in front of me, blocking my way towards the exit. "At least give me an explanation!"

"I told you I'm a jealous type." I said my usual line to every woman I snatched from Axel. "But I heard you let a guy in your apartment this morning."

"How did you... Wait, no! This is a misunderstanding! That's just my friend, ok?"

"He's not just a friend, Lucy." I arch a brow, challenging her to refute my words and she quickly cowers.

"I admit we, um... We hooked up in the past but I ended it up with him. When he came here this morning, he wanted to have sex but I refused him and broke it off with him completely. I swear!"

That's the only thing I want to hear. "No. I can't let this infidelity slide. You could've broken it up with him on the phone or probably at the park where it's a neutral ground. Why here?"

"Because..."

“Stop lying anymore!" I cut her off. "It's Axel who told me about it himself!" Of course, that's a lie.

"W-what?" Lucy shakes her head in disbelief. "You know him?"

"Not really." I shrug and continue my nonsense. "He went up to me and told me with his smug smile that he's not so proud to share you to me coz, you know, you weren't really the tightest pu$sy amongst his list of fu¢k buddies." I hold her by the shoulders and move her to the side so I can finally get to the door. "He promised to introduce me to the narrower ones that are on his contact list. We're done, Lucy. Goodbye!”

I slam the door shut, breathe a relieved sigh before getting into the car that's waiting for me. How many women do I have to eliminate so that Axel will turn to me again? I missed his attention. I thought that he will start warming up to me after I told Dr. Spencer my secret about mommy, the stranger and the servants.

Thus, I showed the old doctor my drawings. I showed her my memories about that night in my sketchbook. She took them all, said she'd show them to Axel. I agreed only so that I can win Axel's favor. But he's angrier at me than ever before. He accused me of telling Dr. Spencer something which I don't understand.

Now that I think about it, I'm sure what happened was just a misunderstanding. Axel thought I want him to leave the mansion. But in truth, it was the opposite. I didn't want him leaving the mansion at all. I panicked and hugged him tight as if I could make him stay. I didn't think of the stairs back then. Thus, the accident.

I woke up in the hospital with a severe headache, crying out Axel's name over and over. I only stopped when they let me hold his hand in my hospital bed and so I went back to sleep. When I woke up again, dad didn't want me to interact with Axel for the time being because Axel was upset with me.

Dad told me Axel thought I wanted to push him off the stairs. I tried explaining my side and dad believed me but Axel didn't. In fact, I heard him telling his mom that I hated him. That I wanted him gone. But that's not true.

I wanted to talk to him but he began ignoring me again. Unlike before that he gets irritated when I smile, this time, he never gives away any reaction at all. I can't get close to him because there's always a nanny that stopped me whenever I get too close to Axel. It's so upsetting.

As we're growing up, Axel also grows colder and away from me. He met someone else. He met a lot of friends. He even got himself a best friend. I went to the same school as he did to keep an eye on him. I become more upset. Why was he so friendly to other people and not to me his own brother?

I want his attention again so I started snatching the girls he liked. They're not even pretty. But they're so easily fooled. I know Axel might get upset of what I'm doing but I don't care. As long as he notices me again. He even wears a pretentious mask in front of daddy and so I also played along his imaginary competition.

Of course, because of the incident when I was four, dad has always been lenient towards me. Hell, even his wife is too indulgent on me, making me sick of the attention because they're treating me like a disabled person. But if it's the only way to snatch their attention from the always do-gooder Axel, I'll use it to my own advantage.

I can tell that I'm getting into his nerves by the glares Axel throws at me. Although, not quite. He's suppressing his anger. He's becoming immune to it which makes me frustrated. I'm getting really upset with him for being passive. What can I do to make him look my way again?

[Annalouie: seventeen years old; possessed]

Finishing up the details of the diamond, I pause and stare at it. A client wants a design for a diamond ring to propose to his girlfriend. I wonder what kind of woman would receive it. This one looks perfect, I'm tempted to give it to Axel instead to some unknown woman. After all, it's my first time designing a jewelry.

Axel suddenly appears in the kitchen that moment, startling me on my seat that I drop my pencil to the floor. That surprised me. Closing my sketchbook, I pick up my pencil and resume eating my cereal, wincing when it's already become soggy. I glance at Axel and he rolls his eyes at me. My heart flutters. It's a reaction!

I look at him again and notice him gritting his teeth. He glances at me, asks whether I have something to say but I only answer him with a shrug and continue staring. This somehow upsets him more and my heart beats abnormally. He's actually noticing me! He even picks up my collar and glares down at my face.

So close! I've never looked at him this close. He didn't come home last year so there are a lot of things that catch my attention. Axel is truly handsome. He also smells good. His biceps are bulging, a sign of a growing man. Although I believe he might've stopped growing in a literal sense. I get up to make sure.

"You're small." I can't help but comment and his face contorts into shock, embarrassment and anger.

I don't know what drives me to do it. I just found him... Irresistible. I might've been possessed by a devil when I did it. I ra*ed Axel and it feels so good. It feels so good touching him, making him angry. His cries and litany of curses spilling out of his mouth together with my name. Music to my ears.

Wrapped with absolute pleasure, I came inside him. I didn't mean it. I always use condom whenever I had sex but this time, I totally forgot about protection. I step away, mortified by what I did. I approach him again and put his pants back on him with trembling hands. Oh, god! What have I done?

My conscience flies together with my head when Axel connects his fist into my face. Hurts like hell! But I smile. Yes, I did it! I've woken up the slumbering Axel and finally got a reaction from him! I raise my arms to deflect his punches but in truth, I'm hiding my grin from him or he might really kill me right that instant.

The memory of being inside Axel's body replays in my mind in a loop, keeping me constantly aroused to my frustration. I can't even concentrate painting because I'm having a pelvic cramp and blue balls. Sh*t! I've never experienced this raging hard on even as a teenager myself until I find underwear stifling.

What if I skip clothes right now? I'll be locking myself in my room, anyway. My back stiffens and the hair on my nape stand on end. Someone's behind me. I turn around and found Axel standing by my door. My heart kicks up, slamming in my chest and my co¢k throbs to my surprise. What does this mean?

Something clatters to the floor and I step close to Axel, glancing at the thing he dropped. Knife! My heart beats wildly for another reason. Did he really mean when he said he's going to kill me? A memory flashes in my head of my mother in the throes of passion getting murdered by her lover.

I grab Axel by the throat. Angry and aroused, I pull him into my room and slam his back into the door. He can't do to me what that bastard did to my mother! Axel's eyes glisten in shock and fear. I sober up. Sh*t! What am I doing? Of course, he won't. Axel is different from that murderer!

But I did a terrible thing to him. It won't be a surprise if he really wants to kill me. So, what am I going to do with Axel? I didn't mean to speak that thought out loud.

"Fu¢k you!" Axel answers to the question in my head and my nose flares.

"Good answer." I grab his co¢k and groan feeling him already hard.

Oh, god! Did he get aroused watching me näked earlier? That's surprising and flattering. I pull him to bed and retrieve belts to tie him to the bedposts. I'm shocked he didn't attempt to pick up the knife on the floor or get the chance to escape when I had my back on him. He stayed still, eyes full of curiosity and lu$t.

Is Axel even aware of how he looks right now? His eyes can't stop ogling at my crotch and my co¢k can't quit throbbing from the attention as well. He's breathing really hard, too pliant and silent even after I tied him to bed. He gasps, eyes meeting my gaze and he tries struggling although not quite hard.

If he wants me to buy his act of fighting, he should do a little better than this. I lean in, wanting to kiss him but stop. What am I doing? Can I actually kiss him? Axel seems to want it, too, by the way he moves his head towards me but I place my lips on his forehead instead.

If he wants it, let him take it. But I'm not giving it to him. I take a hand cream from my drawer and start loosening Axel up. I should probably use lube next time but this'll do for the moment. Axel speaks to me and I answer him. We never had a conversation in so long and this is the first.

Actually, since yesterday, we've kind of started talking. Although it's full of contempt from Axel's part and more taunting and threats from my own side. Nevertheless, it's considered conversation between us. I räped Axel again although the lack of struggle from his side doesn't feel like it's räpe at all.

No, it is räpe. Who am I fooling here? I won't try justifying my actions. After all, I'm doing this just so I can have Axel's full attention. And I'm actually getting it. I don't even think of what Axel feels, or if he feels good about what I'm doing. I only take what I want. I only care for my own pleasure.

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