Chapter 6

The pain she feels because of what Alastair did has not diminished yet and here's this asshole again, fucking her ruthlessly.

Alastair plunged his cock deeper and caressed her chest. His free hand reached for her clit and played with it while his manhood was still violently coming in and out of her femininity. And even though she didn't want to admit it, she felt a strange sensation as he continued to pounce on her. It is the same sensation that she felt when he took her for the first time.

"Oh, God! Ahh!" She couldn't stop moaning because of the sensation that she's starting to feel.

The pain and pleasure she feels are already mixed but the pleasure is still more dominant. And it seemed to make Alastair even more excited to hear her moan because its thrusts turned even faster.

His thrusts tripled, causing her to moan continuously.

She knew that it wasn't right but it's not what her body is thinking. She has no control over her own body anymore.

"I fucked you last night over and over again but you're still tight." Alastair' said breathlessly.

He pinned her hands above her head with his hands and stared intently into her eyes.

He could see the lust in Alastair's eyes. But somehow she still found the sensible part of her brain and she tried to fight back.

"Please...stop...N-No---ahh!" But she only bit her lower lip when Alastair roughly shoved his cock and hit something inside her that made her gasp.

Alastair seemed to like her reaction.

"Now, that's the expression that I want to see." He said and thrust again into that sensitive spot inside her that made her breathless. "Tell me, Claire. Who is the better fucker, huh? Who's better in bed? Who? Tell me! Goddammit!" He shouted impatiently.

And she did not know what came into her and she answered what she never thought she would say. "Y-you...Ohh!"

Her tearful answer pleased Alastair.

"Good answer, sweetheart." He said and kissed her roughly on the lips.

His movements are going faster and getting rougher. And she knew that she would come soon.

Alastair just kept on thrusting while calling her name.

Harder, faster, deeper, rougher.

She feels like she's going to get crazy as Alastair continued taking her. And with just a few thrusts, she finally reached the climax.

Alastair followed her, pouring his seeds inside her again.

"Ohh."

She could not stop moaning as she felt its juice filling her femininity.

Alastair remained on top of her and he still held her hands that were on her head. She was breathless and sweaty from exhaustion.

After a few minutes, he finally lay down next to her. And when he hugged her, she could no longer avoid him due to exhaustion. Alastair even kissed her forehead gently. But it didn't take too long for her to finally get back to her senses and her guilt finally kicks in. And little by little, guilt swallowed up her whole being.

She felt like trash.

For the second time, she has given up herself on lust again. For the second time, she betrayed Ruby again. She no longer knew what was happening to her. She felt like she no longer knew herself and she hated that.

She has to escape from him. She has to get away from him. He is not healthy for her. He's not good for her.

Another thing is that she also needs to know why he is doing this. What has she done to him that he is doing this to her? But whatever his reason is, it still won't justify what he did to her.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked calmly after a couple of minutes. "Why did you kidnap me? Why are you hurting me? Why are you doing this to me? Why? I do not remember that I did anything bad to you. I don't even know you so, why? Why are you doing this to me? " She asked a series of questions to him. When he did not speak, she continued. "Do you know me? Do you know my parents? Our family? Did my parents do something bad to you? Did they owe you anything? If there is, then I am sorry but I don't have anything to do with that. I have nothing to do with what my parents do. So please, let me go. Someone is waiting for me---"

"Who? Your girlfriend?" He cuts her off.

Alastair's jaw tightened as if he did not like what she said. He finally let go of her then he sat behind her causing her to no longer see the dark expression on its face.

"Yes. She's waiting for me. And she's probably looking for me now. So please---"

"I don't fucking care!" He screamed which made her flinch. "You are not going home. You'll be staying here with me. You won't go back to her. You will stay here. You will stay here next to me, Claire. Because you're mine, just mine." He said angrily as he turned to look at her.

She could see the anger in its eyes.

But if he is mad, then the anger she feels for him is even stronger.

How dare this asshole claim her?

And so with gritted teeth, she said, "Can you hear yourself? Are you out of your goddamn mind? I was never yours and I will never be yours! Hell, I don't even know you---"

"How can you know me if you did not even give me a chance to introduce myself to you." Again, Alastair cuts off what she has to say. "You run away, Claire. You runaway so tell me, how can I introduce myself to you if you have left me." There was a mixture of sadness in his voice but she ignored it.

What caught her attention was what he said. "What the hell are you saying?" She asked in confusion.

"Yes. I run away but that's because my parents wanted me to marry someone I don't even know. And that has got nothing to do with y---" But she was not able to finish her sentence when the realization hit her.

"You run away, Claire. You runaway so tell me, how can I introduce myself to you if you have left me."

Her heartbeat quickened. She was suddenly nervous.

Oh, God!

Her mouth hanged open as she looked into Alastair's eyes.

"Yes, Claire. You are right. I am Alastair Dave Beckre, your fiancee." Her eyes widened and disbelief could be written all over her face.

No. This couldn't be! This is not happening. She thought.

Her brain did not want to accept what she found out. It couldn't be. It can't be.

The reason why she left their home is because she did not want to marry the man her parents wanted her to marry and now...

"You've got to be kidding me." She said and could still not believe what he just said.

She shook his head.

No. It can't be. This can't be happening.

"Believe whatever you want to believe. But I am telling the truth, Claire. I am your fiancee. I already told you, you are mine. And I have to claim what is mine." He said in a serious voice.

She shook her head.

Her brain was unable to process what Alastair just said. That is why only one word came out of her mouth.

"Why?" The only thing she was able to say.

It was as if a "why" could answer all the questions that are on her mind.

"Why?" Alastair repeated what she had asked. "Why do you think, Claire?" He asked back while staring at her intently.

"That is why I am asking you because I do not know! I am in a mess. Why do I have to get through all of this? I do not want to marry you or anyone else! You know it, don't you? I am not like any other women. I am a lesbian. And you also know that I love someone else. Someone else owns my heart so I beg you, Alastair, let me go. I will forget everything you did to me, just let me go. Please... " She pleaded.

But he did not budge.

Desperation is on its face. And in the end, Alastair just stared at her. "Get dressed. There are clothes in the cabinet for you. After you get dressed, go out so we could eat our breakfast." He said as if he had not heard what she said.

Alastair stood up and fixed his pants then he headed for the door to get out of the room.

Alastair was already at the door when he spoke again.

"Please, let me go. You do not own me and you never will. You will never own me. I already belong to someone else. So please, just let me go."

Please, let me go. Let me go. She silently prayed.

But she was so disappointed in its response. "No." He said emphatically then he turned to look at her. "You will stay here with me, Claire." He suddenly grinned. "Remember what I told you last night? The moment I laid my eyes on you, I already marked you as mine and there's nothing you can do with that. You are mine, Claire. If I have to impregnate you, I will. Oh, I have already started last night." He said before the expression on his face became serious. "I won't let anyone take you away from me. No one can take you away from me."

Her mouth tightened at what he said and her fists clenched in rage.

"You, asshole! You're crazy! You're a devil!" She screamed in pure anger.

He is a demon. And she could not believe that her parents wanted her to marry this kind of man.

The grin returned to its lips, seemingly pleased with the anger he saw on her face.

"Say whatever you want, Claire. Curse me as much as you want. But that won't change the fact that you're stuck here with me. And don't plan to run away because whatever you do, you can't get away from me. So, if I were you, just behave, Claire, and follow my wishes. You will not want me to be angry. " He said before he finally closed the door, leaving her furious.

He can get mad all he wants. But she won't just sit around and let him play with her.

She will escape from him. She will find a way to get away from him.