Blackmailing His Runaway Bride by Dance-is-me (carter reed .txt) 📗

Her lips crying for a means of being soothed, Isabella said to the eager man, "Gabriel, I can't do this today."

"What do you mean?"

"I can't have sex today, Gabriel."

His eyes narrowed. "But you are ovulating today."

She closed her eyes as she shook her head with determination. "I am tired, Gabriel."

"What nonsense are you saying? First, you lied about your period, I said nothing. Now, you are giving some silly tiredness excuse."

"But I am tired, Gab..."

"Shut up!" She jolted, her eyes slamming shut as she wished for the silence that ensued to last for a long time. "Just keep quiet," Gabriel growled.

As she felt his heavy breath against her lips, Isabella opened her eyes. It seemed that moment of silence wouldn't come after all.

Cautiously she nodded, saying, "Gabriel..."

"Don't..." He went straight for her neck. "Don't freaking call my name."

"Gabriel, your hands. Please release your hands." He was not squeezing, but she felt suffocated because of the way his fingers circled her neck.

"Are you telling me what to do?" She shook her head frantically. "How dare you? How dare you tell me you won't be having sex, because you... you are tired?" His hold tightened a bit as he angrily asked with a deep scowl implanted on his bulgy face.

"Gabriel... Please your hand..." Isabella pleaded.

"I said shut up!" Within a second, he had her back against a nearby wall, his fingers pressing into her flesh a bit harder. As she struggled to ease his hold and not piss him off, he continued with a hoarse voice, "In case you have forgotten, your father sold you to me and you have no right in whatever way to refuse whatever I ask you to do."

"Hmm..." she groaned as his other hand snaked past her gown and up her thigh.

"Now, I want to have sex with you and..." His long fingers went past her vulva and without warning, he dug three of his digits into her dryness causing a loud shriek to escape her lips. "If you say no, I am going to deal with you. Do you understand?"

As he talked, his fingers expanded her painfully, her eyes just had to let her tears flow.

Those were tears she had been hiding for a while.

Gabriel finally retracted his hold on her neck but quickly replaced it with his mouth which bit into her skin without mercy.

He ignored her sobs as she was already giving in without putting up a fight. "I asked you a question, baby." His fingers inside her had eased a bit. "Do you understand what I just said?"

Isabella nodded.

Then, he plunged the fingers back in. This time, her scream was louder, it showed the pain she had been hiding. "Answer me with words," he demanded, his voice making her flinch.

"Y- yes." Her voice sounded tired. She was very tired. She was fed up.

"Good. Now moan for me." He bit her earlobe hard.

"Hmm..." she made the sound as more tears broke out.

Gabriel's hand reached for her dress roughly and tore it mercilessly, exposing her half-naked. Next, he tore her panties and removed his fingers which had caused so much damage already.

Isabella just stayed against the wall hopelessly as she beat herself up for putting up a fight in the first place. She watched as he removed the robe which he put on to hide his nakedness.

Almost lifelessly, he threw her up, and instantly, he jammed her with his manhood, going almost ball deep.

This time, it was a mixture of a scream and a cry that left Isabella's lips.

While Gabriel took up the job of initiating distasteful motion between them, Isabella cried even more.

She cried for her life, her sorry life.

She cried because of her unnecessary suffering, she cried because almost six years ago, she threw away an invitation to a good life because of her father.

As Gabriel took his finishing grunts, she cried even more because of her father who has been ignoring her after dumping her into a terrible mess.

Isabella had no idea when Gabriel put her down, but when she heard him say, "That should get you pregnant," she came back to her sorrowful present and all she could do was lay in her mess on the cold tile, her eyes streaming with more and more tears.