I stare outside the window, my gaze fixated on the dark clouds forming on the once blue sky. It seems a storm is approaching, and needless to say, I was captivated by the view.
The hot summer wind starts to feel cool against my skin, the bright sunny weather now getting consumed by the darkness. I neither love nor hate the rain, but as the days pass by so agonizingly slow, I started to have an appreciation towards the cold weather.
I shivered as I felt the brisk wind entering my room, yet did nothing to conceal the cold. Only when I heard the old gardener calling my name from downstairs, was I able to move from where I'm standing. I heard him asking me to close the windows, for it started to pour outside, and I was slow to comply, my body aching all over.
After I did what the gardener told me to, I stood still yet again, watching how the raindrops lashed against the glass window, leaving me in trance.
The following days have been a blur. I haven't got an inkling of how I am still alive after the events that have occurred. I feel like every day that goes by, I get a little numb than I was before.
Maybe I was getting accustomed to the pain. Maybe I was getting used to his touches.
I smile painfully at the thought.
I know that I am slowly getting drawn by the darkness, that I am caught dead on by who's lurking inside it. Somehow, I know that if I ever try to escape him, he will not hesitate to hurt me if I ever attempt such a feat.
Knock.
Knock.
There's a distinct knocking on the door, and I hear it creak open as I keep my eyes outside. I didn't bother to see whoever entered my room. It's probably one of the maids with a tray of food in hand. After everything that happened to me, I never even attempted to leave my room, and I almost always leave my food untouched. It's like my energy was sucked dry, and I'm too weak to even consume anything.
"Your grandmother will not make it today miss."
Hearing the voice of a man, I automatically hold my breath thinking it is him. I did my best to calm myself. I'm sure that it can't be him, because from what I've experienced, he only appears at night. I forced myself to turn around, and as I turned to look at him, I came face to face with the old gardener's son. I should have felt relieved seeing him instead of Sehun, yet my heart only keeps on beating faster.
"Unfortunately, the car can't cross the bridge in this weather. The water from the river is too high for the engine." He continued to speak, his sharp eyes boring into mine.
For the past days I've been here, I often see him near the wooden arch, tending to the different flowers surrounding it. From my view, I've never seen him interact with his father, which is the only thing I find unusual about Minseok. There was one time I saw them just walking past each other. I'm unsure if something is going on between them, or if they usually don't talk during working hours.
"The driver called, they'll be staying at a hotel, and will come home as soon as the storm passes."
I can only give him a curt nod and a forced smile. I'm still unsure why I'm feeling a little nervous with the knowledge of him at close proximity.
The news he mentioned about my grandmother isn't the one making me feel so uneasy. Grandma went to her doctor again for another appointment this morning, and her not being able to come home because of the weather did not bother me. Her staying at a hotel rather than the hospital tells me that I shouldn't worry about her health for the meantime. I do wish that I could be there to look after her for she has been feeling rather sick the last couple of days, and I, being her granddaughter, can't even take her to see her doctor.
I feel so useless.
My grandmother thinks that I have been sick as well, due to the fact that I have been staying at my room way too often, and given my current state, people will so easily assume that I am indeed not feeling well.
My eyes look tired, and my voice sounds a little weak. I am too drained to even move a muscle. She wanted me to go see a doctor, but I declined her offer countless times.
No doctor can help me.
Everything that I'm feeling, physically, mentally and emotionally, it's all because of him.
I lack sleep, and my body is too sore to handle his rough ministrations. He comes here every single night, and I was too beat up to even stop him. I lost all the fight in me, because just like he said, he does indeed own me.
No matter how many times I beg him to stop torturing me, no matter how many times I plead, I know deep down that I, for some deranged reason, is akin to feel him, to have him take me over and over again.
It was a sick yet delightful feeling.
My body yearns for him, and I know that he knows it. I know he can feel it. No matter how many times I tell myself that it was just a way for me to cope, to somehow lessen the fear, I know that I am only lying to myself, because the more he takes me, the more I am drawn to him.
"Is that all Minseok?" I asked as I stared into his cat-like eyes.
I noticed that there is a spark inside of them. His dark eyes loomed over me, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I feel like there's something he's trying to tell me that I cannot seem to decipher.
But what does he want to tell me? Does he know what's going on in this house? Can he see Sehun, sense him, the same way I do?
I noticed that out of all the help in this house, Minseok is the only person with a character. The others were like robots, only tending to me because they have to. I've never once seen the maids gossip to each other, I only saw them working, not even acknowledging each other's presence. They are so unlike the maids back at home. I guess I should ask grandma about it when she comes back.
"If you need anything, miss, just call me." He says, and I nod my head in reply.
"Be very, very careful, please."
All the while saying these, his eyes are staring right through my very soul. I can sense a hint of fear in his voice and a trickle of worry inside his eyes.
That must be what I saw earlier.
"Careful? What do you mean by that?" I furrow my brows at him.
"Just call for me if you need help Miss Eunji, and I'd do everything I can."
Minseok bowed before I can even say anything. I stared at him, trying to study him. Maybe if I tell him everything, then I might be able to rid myself of Sehun, but I saw something in his face that had stopped me from doing so. I saw a shadow of a smile as he bows down to me, and when he is facing me, it disappears.
I know something about this man is odd, I just couldn't put a finger on it.
I watch him walking towards the door in silence. As soon as he closed the door, lightning started to strike. The flashes of light in contrast with the darkness has put me into a bewildered state. I can hear a few screeches downstairs as the electricity went down, but the words that Minseok said, and the way his eyes are swimming in so much mystery, has left me baffled and confused.
Does he indeed know something?
Does he know about the mysterious man lurking in the shadows, the same man that haunts and abuses me every single night?
Lightning strikes once more, filling the dark room with light. It continues to do so every few seconds, and at the corner of the room, I saw him standing there, the flickering lights showing me a fraction of his shadow. With every second the lightning strikes, I see his figure getting closer and closer still, until there's only an inch of space left between us. I can see how his eyes stare at me with wonder, reflecting my own.
The wild thudding of my heart does not entirely indicate fear and dread, it was because of something else, something that stirs of excitement.
I stare at him for a good amount of time, wondering how I fail to recognize, let alone see his face. It has been a week after the very first night he took me, and after all those times, I have no clue what he looks like. It was always dark when he came around, and I was too blinded by the fear and the passion that he lets me experience.
I am confused and scared most of the time, but right now, I choose to embrace my faith, and let him take what he rightfully owns.
I watch how his hands reach the back of my head, his fingers grasping my locks. He pulls my hair as he tilts my head up to look at me, and I can feel my scalp stinging from the act.
"Please." I say weakly. "Please don't hurt me."
This has always been how things start, me begging him. I always cry whenever he appears, but tonight is different.
Tonight, I am willing to sell my soul to the devil.
I see the sides of his lips moving, forming those sinful pair into a sinister smile.
"You never learn, do you Eunji?" His voice sounds so hauntingly deep, and it makes my skin crawl in the most delicious way.
"No matter how many times you beg," He tightens his grasp, and I gasp from the pain. "You can never stop me."
"I-I don't plan to." I take careful steps towards him, and I feel his body tense, his grasp slowly getting loose.
"I will do anything you want." I stare at his eyes, and I watch how it turns from a deep shade of red, into a mesmerizing shade of grey. I notice that the colour of his eyes changes according to his mood, and I can tell that he will not be so hard on me tonight.
"Just please, please don't hurt me."
He fell silent for a while, and it makes me wonder what is running inside his head. All of a sudden, the thunder came roaring loud and clear, making me jump in surprise. It was followed by lightning, and what I saw in front of me, gave me a fright.
I watch how his smile widens, and how he is looking at my body, hunger burning inside his eyes. It was bone-chilling, menacingly so.
"Anything?"
I can hear the excitement in his voice, it was the very first time I heard him speak this way. I feel like he's planning on something, something I can't seem to fathom, and no matter how many times I tried to make myself believe that I will ever get out of this alive, I know that I won't, I'm sure of it.
So I did what I think I should do best,
I gave in.
"Anything." I whispered in a shaky, husky voice.
Looking up at him from beneath my lashes, I watch as the tiny space between us disappears. He grabs me by the shoulders, his big hands sinking onto my flesh, making me wince from the pain.
"Kiss me." He says in a hushed tone.
"Kiss me Eunji."
I blink a couple of times. Unlike the first time, he's not so cold to the touch. Warmth radiates all over his body, and it is so deliciously inviting.
Slowly, I went on my toes and reached for his lips. The moment our lips touched, I felt his heat consume my entire being. I can taste a slight sweetness on his lips. It was as if they were coated in honey, making his lips warm and addicting. I started to melt the moment his lips moved against mine. I can feel his wet tongue against my lips, seeking entrance, and I open up to him without any hesitation. He becomes rough as the kiss deepens, and I moan in delight as he pulls me towards him, carrying me as he walks towards the mattress.
"Take my clothes off Eunji." He says as he sits down on the bed, his arms entangled with my body. Sehun's breath is shallow, and his eyes are dilated. I did so in a dazed manner, feeling the pull once more.
I grab the collar of his black polo shirt, the same clothes I see him wear all the time, then I remove each button with shaky hands.
He smells of roses and wood, and I bury my face on his neck, breathing in his scent. The male then proceeded to help me from removing every fabric away from his body. At times like this, I can't help thinking of how real Sehun seems to feel. It seems like I'm inside this room, doing explicit things with another human being, yet the sensation I felt, the way his big calloused hands are roaming all over my body, the way his lips are tasting every inch of me, makes me feel like I'm living on the edge. It felt like I'm so exposed, so vulnerable, that I'm getting addicted to the sensation. It was a feeling no other man, no other human being can make me feel.
This is probably the reason why I am so drawn to him. This must be the reason why I can't run away, no matter how many times he hurts me, no matter how many times he pushes himself to me.
"Eunji…"
Sehun moans my name, and it sends delicious shivers down my spine.
Somehow, him being like this, made me feel like he's human, that he is not what I thought him to be. I can sense the vulnerability in him, and it makes me feel wonderful how I was the one who made him this way.
I nibble on his neck, making him groan out loud, I feel him removing my clothes as he gently caresses my body. His warm hands start roaming all over my now naked body, and when he removes the last fabric away, he pulls me to the bed with him, and guides my hand to his chest.
Our eyes locked, and for some reason, I can sense that he wants me to touch him, that for some reason, I can read whatever's on his mind,
Gently, I move my hands in a soft caress. Every single inch of him screams masculinity, and it comes in contrast with his soft, pale skin. I bite my bottom lip. I can already feel myself getting drawn by him more and more, and as I move south, my hands getting closer to his center, I feel a dent on the left side of his waist. There is a scar of which seems to be three inches long, making me wonder what the cause of this was. Sehun watches me closely, his chest heaving up and down. On impulse, I lowered my head, and kissed the scar in a soft caress. I hear him moaning my name, and before I do anything more, he takes me by the shoulders, and pulls me up from the bed, making me straddle him in the process.
"Enough of that Eunji." He says, his voice husky.
"Ride me."
"R-ride you?"
I was hesitant for a while, and I failed to comply, as I feared what's to come next.
I said I will do anything he wants, but being in the situation now, I feel like backing out.
"I said ride me." Sehun grabs the sides of my hips, and roughly, so very roughly enters my core.
"Aaahhhhh!!"
I let out a moan filled with both pain and pleasure. He fills me up so deep, and I feel so full down there. The feeling of rawness is leaving goosebumps all over my body.
The way he entered me has left me impaled, and vulnerable…
...and so deliciously wet.
"If you don't want me to be in charge, then you better move that sweet pussy of yours." He groans and grips my waist, making my walls throb around his length.
"Ride my fucking dick Eunji," he growled.
Carefully, I started to move. I feel a slight discomfort due to how thick his shaft is, and how deep he is buried inside me. I am still a little sore from our recent activities, any slight movement I make, makes me feel so sensitive.
"Faster." He commands, but I keep my pace, afraid that I might hurt myself.
"Goddamnit Eunji! Do it fucking faster!" I sense his impatience, but he kept still, so I did my best to move a little faster than before.
"Fuck!"
I don't know what it is about him, but his voice alone can make me feel riled up. I feel my sex getting wetter by the minute, and it helps me move a little more.
"You're so fucking tight." He grunts, and then he thrusts his shaft inside me roughly, that I can do nothing but whimper and moan from the shock.
"You like this baby?" He asks in a teasing manner, and once again, I feel him thrusting his meat inside me, filling me to the brim with his cock.
"Sehun…"
I moan his name as he keeps thrusting his cock inside me. I can hear how wet I am from his ministrations, and it makes me blush at how vulgar it sounds like.
"Oh, you feel so good baby." He moans as he continues to thrust his cock, my breasts bouncing from his actions. "You feel so fucking good!!"
Sehun's hands wrap around my back as he pulls my body closer to him. I slowly feel his mouth against my breast, he suckles on one nipple after the other, and caresses my back with his big calloused hands. It was enough to drive me over the edge. My walls started to tighten, making it harder for him to move.
"Oh fuck, Eunji!" Sehun moans and grabs me by the face. He licks my lips and thrusts harder, pistoning me like a machine.
"Yes cum for me! Show me who you belong to." He runs his fingers through my locks, and grips my hair tightly. "Let that pussy cum all over my fucking cock."
He is getting rougher, and faster, his movements not faltering. Not a second later, I feel my walls grow tighter, sucking onto his length as he continues to move in and out of me. I shivered from the intensity of his actions. Sehun continues his phase, uncaring how tightly my walls are gripping onto his sex, making me cum so hard against his thick and throbbing shaft.
"Oh fuck!" Sehun's grunts and moans keeps ringing in my ears, and I feel his sex getting bigger. "Oh fuck yes!" I know he's near, I can feel him throbbing inside me.
Sehun then lungs towards me, and kisses me full on the lips. I moan against the kiss, as I feel hot ropes of cum fill me to the brim. He thrusts his cock in and out of me again and again, faster, and harder still, as he cums deep inside my pussy.
Words aren't spoken after that. All I can hear is the rain pouring outside, and his shallow breathing in sync with mine. I rest my head against his shoulders, feeling so drained after the activity, and Sehun wraps his arms around my waists, as he lays our bodies down on the soft mattress.
"Sleep." He whispers, but I fail to do so. His cock is still buried deep inside me, and it still feels so hard and big.
"I'm feeling generous today." He caresses my hair, and tucks it between my ears.
I know that he can sense my discomfort, but he moves closer to me, his face now snuggling on my neck.
Go to sleep Eunji." He says in a soft whisper. "Before I change my mind and fuck you again."
"B-but." I hitch a breath. How can I possibly sleep, when his member is still inside me?
"But y-you're still-"
"Sleep." He says in a soft command.
It took me a few minutes before I got accustomed to the feeling, and if not because of exhaustion, I doubt I will ever fall asleep. I feel my lids heavy, and my breathing getting shallow, but before I can even rest, before I can fall asleep, I hear his distinct voice ringing inside my ears.
"Fuck!" He growls.
Slowly, I feel his shaft moving in and out of my pussy. His hands grabbing onto my shoulders so tightly.
"Sehun." I moan weakly, sleep getting deprived from me once more."
"I can't stop myself Eunji." He says as his movements get faster.
"I just can't stop myself."
And at that moment, I know that this is gonna be one hell of a night.