Desired Obsession

There was always a dark side to being an innocent girl, the trait of desiring something forbidden. Falling for a dangerous man who would make anyone kneel before him and call him SIR. She had a weakness for him and ached for his touch, a longing for his kisses, which aroused unimaginable lust. He was just something, she couldn't resist. His twisted dark side made her bag for his attention, his aggressiveness which frightened her

HE WAS A DEVIL, SEEKING HELL

Olivia was struggling to keep still. Her head was throbbing painfully, as if she had been slammed against the wall repeatedly. She attempted to move her arms. Kicking her legs however, she couldn't. Her body was freezing, her teeth chattering without her permission.

“H-help me” she stuttered, her lips chapped up. She didn't know what was happening to her, where she was and why she was restrained

W-where… am I?” Her voice was low and hoarse, barely heard even talking took a lot out of her. Who dared put her in such a cold place? She didn't think she could last a minute longer. Especially when she was naked, with nothing covering her. The bed was soft, yet the coldness made it impossible for her to feel comfortable.

Soon she heard the creak opening of the door and then footsteps. Fear washed over her, causing goosebumps to crawl on her skin like a thousand ants eating away her flesh

“W… who are you?” she stammered nervously, regaining control of her voice. There was silence in the room, the scary kind which gave her goosebumps. Olivia tried shifting away. Her legs and hands were tied to the bed. How did this happen? Soon there were some movements. Someone sat on the bed

“Help me… I-it's cold in here”, if she didn't leave, then she would die. Soon. She felt a pair of hands on her. Her body tingled. A finger trailed down her inner thighs, and it was warm. Such warmness even from something small

“Who are you…get me out now or else” she snapped, doing everything she could to ignore the cold engulfing her. Her body was in agony

“Who else what?” she heard a deep male voice. It sounded familiar. However, she didn't think she had heard it before. It was a man. Which meant she had been kidnapped by a man.

“Who else, someone more powerful and lethal…will kill you!” she threatened knowing full well Pedro would find her. There was silence, the man didn't speak. Olivia was restless. She didn't want this

“Interesting.” the man said, sensing amusement in his tone, and soon he yanked the blindfold off her face. Olivia hissed, feeling a sharp pain. With ease, her eyes flickered open. Blinking a few times to see who it was.

“You?” her eyes stung at the sight of Pedro. He was there. Gawking at her with murderous eyes. His monstrous expression had her squirming