She is the one by Asheslove (that summer book .TXT) 📗

What is he? a killer. He commit sins, he's a murderer then why I am afraid of someone rooted like him. 

I gathered my shattered strength and matching his glare confidently looked in his orbs which were completely void to held any human emotion. I knew what I was going to say will brought troubles to my already miserable self but still I have to, I can't let my guard down in front of him because of fear, at least I have to try before losing. 

'My tears, my fear, my pain, my cries, my lips, my eyes, every damn thing related to me belongs to me and is only mine to claim. I don't give anyone this fucking right to claim me as property so you mister Nicolas Davis, you can cause me pain, you can beat me, you can starve me to death and make me suffer at my worst but still what's mine is always going to remain mine, I will never belong to you and submit myself to you. Your hear me NEVER EVER' I hissed venomously.

His eyes turned darker, pupil covering most of the blue part as he tried to gain control of his bubbling anger, his nostrils flaring, breath fuming and his chest rising up and down.

I already prepared myself and waited for his hit, slap or any blow from him but it never came.

Instead grabbing me from my arm he harshly pushed me on the bed like I weigh nothing. The force and impact was so great that my right shoulder hardly collide with the headboard and I shrieked loudly when felt bones cracking and shifting inside my shoulder. I cried out and my screams turned into full blown cries and tears started to flow furiously when sickening agonizing pain radiated from my shoulder, I gripped it and started crying loudly sobbing uncontrollably.

He was looking at me with blank face like didn't get what just happened as I cried painfully until he saw me holding my shoulder and weeping. 

'Fuck' he cursed under his breath running his fingers in his locks in frustration. I was so lost in my pain and anguish that didn't noticed when he walked to me. Digging his one knee on the bed, he grabbed me from my right arm; I cringed and started to slide back to get away from him.

'Stay still' his hoarse voice came and I become rigid like stone on my place. Between my sobs and tears I looked at his expressions, there wasn't any hint of anger on his face instead they were calm and composed. 

'It will hurt slightly for once' he said softly before getting a hold of my arm in one hand and shoulder in other and in one swift motion he pushed the joints of shoulder back to their position. I shrieked and wailed in painful anguish but soon the intensity of pain began to subside when the joints came back to their places and he started gently rubbing his hand on my swallow shoulder. 

'I didn't mean to do that' he whispered.

I looked at him from my tears, A bastard, acting like he's not the one who just acted like savage and responsible for this.

'Stay away from me and don't you dare touch me.' I hissed slapping his hand away from me looking at his face angrily. He pull his leg back from the bed and stand on his both feet near me with a big evil smirk on his face, all the expressions visible on his face few seconds ago gone completely.

'Time for your punishment, get up and strip' he ordered, his expressions grave and eyes dark.

My breath hitched. 

'What?' came out from my mouth more like I was telling to myself.

'You heard me, strip' he said again in his authorized tone.

'I deny' I said firmly, my voice came out strong.

Satisfaction took place over his face, like this is what he wanted to hear or I say he already know I will say.

'I didn't ask you sweetheart' he said and crouched to my level and looked in my eyes. 

'You can deny me as much as you want, but remember one thing' his hand came forward and touched my right shoulder giving it a light squeeze, making me gasp in pain 

'everything can put back together but not without the excruciating pain that came along with it' he stated calmly, his voice cold and eyes not blinking for once.

He took two steps back and folded his arms across his chest. I quietly slide off the bed and tried to stand on my feet but pain rushed in my sprained ankle of foot making it difficult for me to stand. I clenched my jaw to ignore the shooting pain and for once again looked at his face. 

His eyes were twinkling with mischief and his expressions were mischievous. The look on his face was enough to tell me that today this man is up to no good.

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