His Dark Temptation

Part 5

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As soon as I finished the plate, he asked me to accompany him to his study. I merely nodded and followed him. I was too scared to be a rebel right now. I walked towards him and he put his hand on my lower back and pushed me forward. I couldn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I had so many questions but he wouldn't answer even one. His hand never felt my lower back and even when we got to his study.

It was a dark room with a desk in between and a couch on the side. It had a fireplace and a huge balcony overlooking it. The room was beautiful but it gave me an impression of dark academia. It wasn't a modern home, it seemed as if it was made decades ago. His study was at the far end of his bungalow. Very separate, very quiet. Why did he bring me here?

He sat down on his big chair behind the desk and left me standing there clueless. He motioned me with his finger and I complied. I was about to sit on the couch when he said, "Here", and pointed to his lap.

No way I'm going to sit on his lap. He forcefully kissed me in the morning and there's already a bruise on my lip. This man is dangerous. I won't be able to handle anything he does. Who is he?

I didn't move and I could sense his irritation. I didn't want to be choked again and I definitely didn't want him to call Antonio up. He looked at his phone and then looked at me and I understood.
Trembling, I made a decision and I got up. I couldn't make my family suffer because of me. I joined the dots and I realized he was a part of The Kings. In the past, The Kings were responsible for the deadliest of crimes and homicides. No one had the power which they did. They are back now. And unfortunately, I caught one's eye.

I walked towards him slowly, hoping that I'll never reach behind that desk. He pulled me towards him and I fell on his lap. He made me sit on his lap and face him, my legs on either side and my body pressing onto his. We were very close in proximation and I was panicking. I tried to get off but he held me by my waist. He looked up and down my body, shamelessly with his gaze lingering on my breasts. "You look ravishing, Bella. I would've told you so at breakfast before you ruined it for us", he said.
I ruined it, ha! He threatened to kill my parents!

His grip tightened on my waist and he pulled me closer and I felt his bulge pressing on my underwear. I looked up, eyes widened at him when I realized what can actually happen. I felt something weird happening down there in my body but I ignored it.
He leaned in and kissed the area between my collarbone and neck. He planted small kisses around it and I tried to control my moan. His hands travelled towards my thigh, his fingers caressing them and the cold metal of the rings making me jump. He pushed my hair behind and gripped it and pulled me for a kiss. I gasped as he kissed me, ferociously. The more he kissed me, the more tighter his grip got on my hair and I was afraid he might pull some of it out. I felt his tongue asking for entrance but I sealed my mouth shut. Immediately he pinched me harshly on thigh and I cried out in pain. He took this opportunity to explore my mouth and dominate it completely. His other hand reached out for my jaw and he pressed it and I was completely under his mercy. I felt his bulge growing and I realized this needs to stop. I bit his tongue and pushed on his chest but his countermoves slammed me back on his desk.
As soon as I hit the desk, he slapped me on my cheek and my head turned on my side. It hurt so much. Nobody has ever raised their hand on me. I started crying yet again and my hatred for him escalated to another level.
I put my hands ahead to defend myself and he held them and now was lying on top of me on the desk. "Never do that again." he hissed.
He let go of me and opened his laptop which was lying on the far end of the desk. He typed something and then shifted the screen so I could see it.
There I saw, the two people who meant so much to me. My mother and my father.
There were cctv footages of them. My mother watching her favorite show on repeat at home while she cooks and my father, working at his office. They both seemed calm and happy in their own element. They don't even know I'm here, I thought. They must be thinking I'm at a sleepover. I don't want them to be hurt. I sob as I see them and look over to this man hoping he will understand my emotions. He looks at me with a glare. He holds my jaw and makes me look at the screen again.
He whispers in my ear, "If you resist again, one of them dies. You can choose whom."
I look at him with disbelief. He was cruel. Before I could say anything, he shuts the laptop and sits on the chair again. My head is spinning and my emotions are all over the place. How will I ever get out of this? Will he kill me after he's tired of me?
I get up slowly and he motions me to his lap again. I silently obey. He smirks. He pulls me towards him and says, "Remove your dress."
Fear creeps inside my body and I start sobbing again, tears all over my face and his shirt. "Please", I plead.
"I hate begging. Do as I say or choose between them", he says and takes a sip from his scotch.
I have no option. This man is capable of inflicting pain and horrors. My tears don't stop as I remove my dress, shaking. I'm now wearing a bra and underwear, both silky and gorgeous. I feel bare and exposed to him and I squirm in his lap hoping that some miracle happens and I'm out of here.

He looks at my body with so much desire, it makes me scared. He reaches to touch my stomach and waist, thighs and legs as if he's scrutinizing every part, almost as if he wants to by heart them. He's still wearing his white shirt, with few buttons open and I can see some of his chest hair. He's big and built, muscular and strong. He's very attractive, no doubt about that. But dangerous. Cruel. Murderer.
He bites his lips as he looks at me and I want to plead again but I'm scared he'll shoot my parents. He makes me sit on his bulge and because I'm squirming every second, I can feel it growing.
"Put your hands behind on the desk", he commands.
"Why?", I whisper.
"You will not ask me questions, Bella. Not one word out of that sexy mouth unless I ask you a question. You know what will happen if you disobey."
I nod reluctantly.
I put my hands behind on the desk so my breasts are pushed ahead and my legs are around his waist. His bulge is pressed towards me through his pants. He moves his chair ahead so I'm completely trapped between the desk and him.
"Your hands will not move", he repeats.
He reaches behind and he unclasps my bra. I panic and almost remove my hands but he gives me a deadly look, almost wanting me to disobey. No man has ever seen me like this before. I've never had sex, not even done anything else. I always wanted to be in love.
He removes the bra and my breasts are exposed to him. He's the only man who has ever seen me this privately. He sits back and just looks at me. I am panting already and I think he's enjoying it. My breasts move because of my big breaths and his gaze darkens. He leans ahead and as soon as he touches the swell of my breasts, I close my eyes. He caresses both my breasts in a gentle way and even though I want to hate it, my body likes it. There are goosebumps all over my body and he chuckles as he sees them. "So innocent", he mumbles.
He takes my nipple into his mouth and my body goes into a frenzy. Never have I ever experienced this type of pleasure. It feels ecstatic. His other hand plays with my other breast and he flicks my nipple and I feel my panties getting wet. He takes his time with both my breasts, sucking, licking and rubbing them. I try to move and he bites on one nipple and pain shoots down my spine. He tugs on it with his teeth as a warning. The pain turns into pleasure after few seconds and I curse mentally. His hand travels towards my ass and he grips it, his cold rings making me crazy.
He leans back again as I pant. His hand is still on my breast. They've become so uptight and hard and the coolness of the room is making me want to moan.
"How do you know Justin Saltzman?", he asks suddenly as if he just didn't assault me right now.
"He's my childhood friend.", I say refusing to look at him.
"Who was that boy you went out for coffee with to San Churros last week?", he asked with irritation.

Why does he care? I was annoyed and I refused to say anything. I look at the clock above focusing on its voice when he pinches my nipple with his fingers. I cry out in pain and struggle but he holds my hand. He keeps pinching it and it hurts like a motherfucker. He releases it and says, "answer."
"He's a-a friend", I say. He pinches it yet again and this time I scream, it hurts so much. This man is a sadist. "Don't test me", he hisses.

"I went on-n a date wi-with Harry, he is in my college", I finally say it. Harry had been my crush since many years and I was really happy when he asked me out. It was a simple coffee date where we played board games and laughed about our childhood and school. Towards the end, we kissed and he dropped me home. He finally releases it and kisses my neck again and says, "You will never talk to him again."

"As much as I want to devour you right now, my Bella, I'm afraid you will have to wait till tonight. Be prepared for me. I do not give out warnings but since it's your first time, I will bend a little. Test me again and you will face dire consequences. Go back to your room." He opens a drawer and pulls out a tshirt and makes me wear it. I'll smell like him now. He nods in approval as he sees me in his clothes.

I nod like a doll.

I almost run to the door and I'm about to close it when I turn and see him staring at me. I gulp and ask him what I've been wanting to since he murdered those people in cold blood. "Do you work for The Kings?."

He laughs loudly and as much as it's beautiful, it's terrifying. He looks like a fine specimen of God right now with the intentions of Satan himself.
His expression returns to his stern face and he says,

"Bella, I don't work for The Kings. I'm Aiden King."

I gasp.

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