I woke up with a really bad headache. God, my head was in pain. I removed the covers on my body and rose from the comfy bed. Damn it! My eyes are so heavy, how much did I cry yesterday?. I tried opening my eyes, but the reflection of the sun in the room, burner my eyes.
Shaking my head, I stood up, but halted in my spot, because of the deep voice I heard behind me. "Where do you think you are going ?". The voice asked. I turned around abruptly. There was a man on the bed, his chest was bare, and his eyes were closed. God, he looked so handsome. His skin was tanned, and his abs were to die for. Locks from his hair embraced his beautiful face, and I couldn't stop staring at him.
His chest was masked with tattoos, and lots of scars, I felt tempted to touch it.
"I asked you a question, Woman!". He said firmly, making me jump, I was about to pee myself. It was amazing how much power this man could command even while he looked so docile in bed.
He sighed, before opening his eyes, that's when it dawned on me. It was that rude man from yesterday. Sebastian!.
"Wh…what…what?". I just kept on stuttering. What was he doing here?. Wait, this isn't my room. Where was I?. I ran out of the room immediately, but when I got outside, I feel on the floor. We were in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the ocean. I was on a big boat, again, in the middle of nowhere. I started hyperventilating. Oh my God, what's happening?
I heard footsteps at my back, then some rough hands, rubbing my back trying to soothe me.
"It's okay angel, it's okay, you are safe". The voice which I recognised to be Sebastian's, calmed me down. I started breathing slowly, and soon, I could breathe well again.
"Rocco". Sebastian called out, at the top of his voice. A tall skinny man, rushed to where we were immediately. I didn't have the strength to look at his face, so I just looked down, looking at my fingers like they were the most interesting thing ever.
"Bring her breakfast, immediately". Sebastian said. I felt myself, lifted from the hard wood, and into the strong arms of Sebastian's. He carried me, back into the room I ran out of. He deposited me carefully on the bed, and locked the door. I sat up on the bed immediately.
His back was still turned to me. I knew he was fuming in anger, because of his ragged breathing, and the way his shoulder moved. He was trying to control his breathing.
"I ..I.. what..I..do". I didn't even know the sentence to begin with. I had a lot of questions to ask. But I didn't know where to start from.
"You are really something. After all the nuisance you caused yesterday, you still have the guts to cause more trouble today. Do you have any idea of what you put me through yesterday?." He said all these with his back still turned to me.
Fear gripped me, I wanted him to look at me. I wanted him to look at me when he was talking. I felt so little and scared with his back to me.
"Why am I here?". I finally found my voice. This time he turned to me. He was even more handsome, but dangerously handsome, when he was angry. He walked until he was at the edge of the bed. I moved further until my back, was on the hard bed board.
He watched my movements, studying me like I was some kind of interesting experiment. He just stood there watching me. I started feeling uncomfortable. What was he looking at?.
"Because you are mine". He finally answered, using his palm to clean his mouth. His palm was really big, my palm was nothing compared to his.
"What do you mean I'm yours? " I asked angrily, crossing my hand.
"That what you said last night. Or have you forgotten that too so quickly? ". He said, his eyes getting darker. I watched his eyes as it scanned my bare thigh. Wait a sec!. What happened to my clothes?!. Why was I wearing this short night gown?!. Wait, it's fucking transparent!.
"What did you do to me, you bastard?!" I asked closing my body.
He stared at me for a few seconds. He climbed on the bed, making the bed go down with his weight. He reached for my leg, and dragged me down, until I was under him. He put my hands above my head, and held it there.
I wriggled under him, trying to free my self, but who was I kidding, this man was way stonger than me, he wasn't even using his strength to hold me down. He just stared at me, like my efforts were futile. I stop wriggled after a while, and gave up.
I watched as his eyes went to my chest, and I noticed that my right boob was out of the gown. How loose was this gown?!. His eyes were on my exposed boob, he tiped his head down. Oh God no, he's not about to do, what I think he's going to do.
I was about to scream, but he closed my mouth, and his mouth claimed my boob. He sucked really hard on it, biting my nipples in between. I closed my eyes in pleasure, moaning. My legs enveloped his waist, while my back arched.
"You belong to me! ". He said with so much possession. Then, it dawned on me, this had happened before. Last night, when he was under me, and his hand covering my mouth, while his lips were between my thighs, doing God knows what.
I opened my eyes, and started wriggling in his hold, his mouth left my boob, and he let my hand go. I slapped his across his face. And tried moving away.
He held me in place, but I kept kicking in his hold. "Let me go, you rapist!". I cried out. He claimed my lips, shutting me up immediately. His kiss was soft, as if he was telling me he was sorry, and should trust him. His kiss were words, telling me he won't hurt me.
I calmed down, while he detached his lip from mine. Sensing, I was already calm, he caressed my cheek. "I won't hurt you angel. I would never do that, even if I die, I would never do that".