When A Bully Falls In Love by Valerie Sax (ereader for comics TXT) 📗

Am I in the devil's den? I took a few more steps, but nobody was there.

My heart was pounding like a gun.

"Sir," I tried to call him.

Sir, seriously? I should call him, Bully, rude man.

Never mind, finish your job Aoife and leave this scary place.

The sound was so high; he couldn't hear me even if he wanted to.

I found myself in the middle of the room and called his name again.

I rubbed my temple with my hand in stress, ran my hand through my hair.

"He is not here," I whispered.

I turned, and suddenly I hit something.

With a little jerk on my body, I felt his presence in front of me.

"What are you doing here?" He husked in my ears.

I was so affected by his presence, I kept staring at him without any answer. His broad shoulder with ink on it took away my breath.

The words get choked in my throat; only the warm air was coming out from my mouth.

"Ahem... ahmm..," I tried hard to say something tried to avert his piercing eyes on me.

He darkened his shadow over me.

"I asked you something." 

I backed myself to keep my vital in normals.

"I came to ...." Before I finish my sentence, I saw a girl was coming out in the lingerie from the bedroom.

His eyes never left my face. But I was shivering with the situation I found myself in. A half-naked woman, a man in his boxers, and here am I standing in between them.

I literally ate my lower lip with nervousness.

"Is she going to join us?" The girl purred while running her hand in my curls.

I felt uncomfortable as I saw Xander smirked at me.

"Yes," his answer shook me.

"I am sorry to disturb you. I should leave," I dropped my plan and turned towards the door.

He clenched my hand from the elbow and cornered me on the wall.

"You hate me? I am the last person you wanted to see on this planet, right?" He husked in my ears

I tried to push him, but his broad chest pressed me harder.

"Please, I want to leave," I whispered, tried to avoid looking at him.

He smirked again as the devilish smile didn't leave his lips, not for a second.

"You don't want to stay here? Because you don't like me? But I am going to give you more reason to hate me," He signaled the girl towards him.

His hand was on my neck and shoulder, cornering me.

I closed my eyes as I was not ready to see what's coming next.

"Open your eyes, and look at me." He gruffed in a soft tone.

I saw the girl settled herself in front of his crotch.

"Please, I am begging you," I said.

"Shh...," He was looking at me.

Slowly the girl took out his boxer and pulled it down.

I could see; she loved to play with him. But his eyes never leave my face. He was constantly looking at me. Neither he allowed me to closed my eyes.

She looked up at him while playing with his balls and stroking down with her tongue. His expression changed, but his eyes didn't leave me. A moan escaped his mouth, which he quickly turned into a smirk.

With another hand, he pulled her neck towards his manhood; it made her choke a bit, but she didn't stop. She licked his precum with a chuckle as she was ready to take him all in. I could see the pleasure he was getting through this process. His heavy, influenced eyes showed me his climax was about to come. All I could hear was her choking voice tried to take more and more.

With all this process, I could feel the wet pool in between my thighs.

His hand on my body was enough to make me wet. Even if I wanted to push him, my inside was vulnerable to move.

My feet jammed on the floor, and my body was immovable. All I felt was my eyes were filled with tears and emotionless. This was literally torture for me.

He blinked his eyes and closed them for a few seconds when he exploded in her mouth.

Nicely she pulled his boxer up and stood in front of him, licking her lips and fingers.

"I am wet, daddy," her voice didn't distract him.

"Go inside. I am coming," He answered while turning his body towards me.

Finally, I closed my eyes, tried to squeeze the last drop of tear from my eyes.

I noticed my panty was soaked in my juices. But his lustful eyes were gazing at me still.

What does he want from me? Why did he do that?

At last, I got the energy to push him away, and the words came out of my mouth.

"I came here to say sorry, but you are a pathetic person. I was right about you." I screamed at him.

He didn't say a single word.

"I was feeling guilty for behaving badly with you, but guess what I was wrong." I wiped my tears.

"What?" 

"Aoife... Aoife...," He came towards me.

"Don't touch me; just stay away from me," I answered.

I didn't have the energy to fight with him. What to say?

That you tortured me with your stupid act?

I walked out of the door as he followed me.

I saw Matt looking for me in the hallway.

I ran and hugged him.  

"Coming here was a mistake," I told him.

"Aoife," Xander called me again.

"Shut the fuck up, Xander," I screamed without looking at him.

Matt didn't say a single word to any of us, and we left the building where people were looking at us.

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