by Joy Blood
"I will. Should I leave now?" I ask going to bring my arms around him but he steps back out of my reach.
"Yes please do. Rico!" he calls out.
"Yes, boss?" Rico says as he enters trough the kitchen door.
"Take her to get her hair fixed. You come back with any other color than brown in her hair and you're fucking dead." He tells Rico then storms out of the room. I look up to Rico and try a small smile.
"Well, I guess he doesn't like my hair color." I force a laugh. He looks like he is going to say something but then stops. "Let's get going," I say then walk to the front of the house and out the door wishing that I didn't have to come back.
Much to Paula's dismay, she takes the red out of my hair replacing it with my natural brown color but gives me just a little sun-kissed highlight. It still looks beautiful but I miss the red. Rico is uncharacteristically quiet the whole time but I just ignore it. I'm still embarrassed about him seeing me in the state Avil left me in this morning that I'm actually glad he hasn't spoken a word to me. "I need to use the bathroom Rico. I will be just a moment." I tell him starting down the hallway to the public bathrooms. Glancing back at him he only gives me a slight nod but seems otherwise occupied looking around. I shrug it off. He has been acting off since we left the house. On our way here I noticed from the back seat he took a phone call in a hushed tone so I couldn't eavesdrop. He did she his head a few times then seemed to grip the steering wheel a little harder after he hung up.
Stepping into the stall I take care of business then go to wash my hands looking at my reflection. I really do like my hair the way it is now but the red felt like me for some reason. The sides hang down right past my jawline and it goes up a bit in the back. As I'm admiring my new look I don't pay attention to the door opening I mean I am in a public restroom after all. "I can't believe you cut your hair." A voice startles me from my self-assessment. Slowly I look over to find a man standing in front of the door dressed in beat up jeans and a hoodie. The hood is pulled over his head slightly hiding his face from my view but I can see he has a beard.
"Who... Who are you?" I try not to sound shaky but it doesn't work something tells me this guy is here for something.
"What do you remember Ellie?" the way he says my name has a surge of heat spreading throughout my body.
"I don't... Please leave me alone. My husband..." I hear the man growl out a curse.
"He is not your fucking husband Ellie." It only takes him three long strides and he is right before me. I don't even get a chance to back away because he has me pinned to the sink counter top.
"Please don't hurt me." I squeak out cringing into myself staring down at the floor.
"Ellie." He breathes. "Baby I would never hurt you." He whispers then I feel his fingers under my chin. "Look at me." He instructs in the same quiet tone. He applies more pressure to my chin forcing me to look at his face. I slam my eyes shut when he gets me facing him. "Open your eyes, Ellie." He says softly and I can feel his breath wafting over my lips. He is so close to me. A strange sense of familiarity consumes me making me do as he says and open my eyes.
The first thing I see are striking green eyes that instantly calm my racing heart. I let my eyes roam over his shadowed features and I can see small imperfections. Lifting my hands to both sides of his hood I gently push it back off of his head and suck in a sharp breath when I see his face in the full light. He flinches just slightly at my shocked reaction but it isn't one of disgust it's one of remembrance. "You," I whisper.
"Do you remember me?" he asks.
"No," I say getting a look of disappointment from him. "But I think I know you." He stays silent urging me to continue. "You are always in my dreams. I can see you so clear but every time I get close you disappear." I confess.
"I'm here now Ellie." He breaths coming closer to my lips again. Something takes over me and I go the rest of the way pressing my lips to his making him softly groan. That small noise is enough for me to wrap my arms up and around his neck to pull him closer. I'm lost in the haze of a memory boarding reality that I don't even protest when he lifts me up onto the countertop and brings himself closer positioning his hips in between mine. I can't think or breathe hell I can't even move I just let him do as he wants to my body. He runs his hands up my legs finding me soaking for him. Wanting him more than I can even fathom.
There are no words spoken maybe if there were it would have broken the spell and I would have stopped this whole ridiculous thing but I don't. I just let him unzip his jeans and fill me full of his hard length. Not even caring that I'm a married woman or that this man is virtually a stranger to me. But I let him. I let him fill me to the brink and push me over the edge into orgasm. He swallows my cries of pleasure and I can feel his hardness swell inside me as he finds his release. We stay there panting our mouths breathing in each other's breaths until the veil is slowly lifted and I realize what I just did.
Panic sets in and I start pushing him off of me. "Oh, my god. Get off of me." He does as asked backing away to tuck himself back into his jeans and righting his hooded sweatshirt over his hips. I pay him no mind and quickly run into one of the stalls to clean myself of his release. I wipe away the evidence of my infidelity and toss it into the toilet flushing it quickly. I hope there is none on my dress.
Rushing past him I don't even give him a glance as I get to the door. Swinging it open I see Rico standing by and right across the door is a 'closed for maintenance' sign. Isn't he supposed to protect me? I'm filled with anger and I push the sign out of my way with it landing on the cement floor with a clatter. "Did you know he was in there with me?" I ask him not holding back the menace.
"Ellie. You can't tell Avil you saw him. It will not go over well at all." Rico tells me in a stern voice making me balk at him.
"Seriously? So I have to lie to my husband."
"He isn't your fucking husband Ellie." I hear the man's voice growl once again behind me blanketing my body with goosebumps.
"No luck?" Rico ignores me and asks mystery man.
"She might not remember me but she knows who I am." He cockily tells Rico making me turn around to face him once again.
"I can't believe you. You arrogant..." his finger presses against my lips.
"Still mouthy I see. Good." He looks over to Rico who for a bodyguard is shit. "Keep her safe. I can't take her now it's too risky and we need to be sure of that other thing. Which by the way." He looks to me again and without warning grips my chin and opens my mouth shoving something that vaguely resembles a Q-tip in my mouth. I jerk back when he lets my jaw go.
"What the fuck was that?" but he doesn't answer just slams his mouth down onto mine making me get lost in a fog for a brief second before I jerk myself away from him making him chuckle.
"You keep that fire, Ellie. Just be careful around him. Fuck I don't want to send you back." He groans swiping his hand over his face. Then he takes his hood and brings it up over his head to cover his face again then he looks like he is going to try one more time for a kiss be his lips go to my ear instead. "You are an amazingly brave woman. Remember who you are baby." He whispers into my ear then quickly walks away disappearing out of the fire exit. Making me remember the last time I was at this mall and I thought I saw someone in a hood. Realization hits me when I make the connection. It was him. Who is that man and why do I feel like I know every inch of him?
We are almost back home and I start to inwardly panic. What if Avil can sense what I did? What if he tries to have me right when I walk through the door? I'm starting to sweat in a panic. "Why would you let that man near me? I thought you were supposed to be protecting me!" I yell breaking the awkward silence Rico and I have been in since the man left us.
"He is a very old friend. If you were to tell Avil that you saw him he would likely kill us both. So you need to keep up that pretty little act you have been for a while longer." He tells me.
"I'm not acting. I love my husband." I scoff making him chuckle.
"You
know as well as I do that is a lie but keep it up because he seems to be fooled by it. Oh, and I have been meaning to give this back to you." He reaches back to where I am with a book in his hand. The diary. When I had gone back to the library I couldn't find it. "You had this in your hand that night I found you sleeping in the library. Thought it looked important. I wouldn't let Avil see it if I were you." He tells me as I take it from his outstretched hand.
"Do you know who Makayla is?" he is quiet for a bit but then speaks.
"Just keep it hidden from him." He tells me quickly. "We're here. Put it in your purse or something." He parks the car and gets out to open my door. "Smile Ellie. It was just another day at the mall." I give him a little smile that doesn't reach my eyes. The panic coming back in full force.
We walk through the front door and there he is as if he knew we would be walking through. "Ah, there you two are. I was about to send a search party." Avil chuckles but somewhere in there I know he isn't joking.
"Sorry. It took a little longer than expected to get the color out." I say trying my best to sound normal. I honestly think I pull it off because he shoots me a smile.
"It looks so much better. Not so trashy." He looks around for a moment then looks to Rico. "Go take a break, Rico. My baby girl and I need some alone time." He voice gets thick when he says the last part and I inwardly shudder. Rico gives a curt nod then walks off through to the kitchen. Before I can even look back to Avil he is already moving me to the wall backing me up so my back slams into it. "Ah!" I hit the wall with force but he pays it no mind as he crashes his mouth to mine. I almost panic thinking he will taste my secret on my mouth. All too suddenly he rips away spinning me around so my face is now smashed against the wall. I hear the telltale sound of his belt then zipper before he grabs my hips and pulls them to his. "Keep your hands on the wall and arch your fucking back." He growls slamming into me from behind before I can even do as instructed. "Fucking brace yourself." His voice has gotten so dark I think for a second he knows what happened in the bathroom with the stranger. "That's it baby girl take me." He tells me bringing his mouth down to the back of my neck and bites down hard.
"Ah, Avil." I cry out but it just makes him bite and thrust harder. Sensing he must be close I try to put myself into that state of pleasure I always force myself into when he gets this way. The memory of the man in with the scars kissing me and pushing himself inside me making me feel the most amazing pleasure I have ever felt since I woke up makes me reach my peak. It is a good thing I can't remember his name because I probably would have called it out right at that moment when I clamp around Avil's punishing cock and come. He grunts and slams harder finally releasing his hold on my neck. Stilling I can feel his release pump into me and I suppress a shudder.
"You are so damned amazing baby girl. This fucking pussy is always so eager for my cock." He is still inside me and is now pressing me fully to the wall with his mouth to my ear his whispering caressing the shell. He gives the lobe a quick nip. "I'm actually glad our child was cut out of you to keep this pussy in mint condition." His words cut through me and I can feel a tear escape from my eye. His chuckle shakes our bodies and I feel his soft cock slip from me making his release roll down the inside of my thigh.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Cynthia's startled voice sounds from behind us making Avil turn away from me. "Am I interrupting?" she asks now sounding catty.
"Oh no, Cin. You are just in time." Avil laughs sending a chill through my bones. What is he going to do?
Eight
I don't move from my spot the wall wishing I could blend into it and become invisible. "Why don't you come over here Cin there is something I would like you to see," Avil says to her and I can hear her heels click on the hard floor coming closer to where we stand. Avil's hands on me almost make me jump but I let him steer me back around to face the woman.
"What do you want me to see?" she asks not giving me a glance. He holds out his hand and when she takes it he pulls her closer standing her right in front of me.
"On your knees Cin." Avil's deep voice instructs. She doesn't even hesitate. As if she is trained to do as he says she drops down becoming eye level with... Oh no. No. No. No. I'm inwardly screaming as he comes forward and lifts my dress up exposing my pussy to her view. The heat of embarrassment covers my body making me want to die in that very moment. "Lick her Cin. Lick me off of her if you want to taste me that bad." He coos at her. She wastes no time taking her bony fingers and gripping my thighs hard. Digging her nails into my flesh she parts my legs and shoves her mouth to my opening lapping at Avil's release that is falling from my body. "That's it lick her clean you jealous bitch." His voice is harsh and it makes her moan against my mound making my clit start to tingle against my will. "Feels good doesn't it baby girl? The woman is amazing with that tongue." He chuckles. "Make her come." He instructs as he moves to stand behind me making my body flush to his. My mind is all over the place. Why would he let this woman do this to me? She repulses me in every way and I her I'm sure if the looks she gives me are any indication. But here she is. Licking me.
I can feel his hands start to roam one to my breast then the other goes down in between my legs from behind and thrusts two fingers into me putting her focus only on my clit. I try not to groan in pleasure but I can't help it. I start to circle my hips at the sensation and before too long I'm coming, the feeling shame crashing all over me. "Good girls," Avil says slowing his thrusts down then pulling his hand up to his mouth. I can hear him suck onto his fingers then pull them out with a pop. "Fucking delicious baby girl." Cynthia backs away then stands to look at Avil for further instruction. "I think we will continue this later. What do you say girls?" he asks getting an eager 'yes' from Cynthia and only a reluctant head nod from me. Is he serious? What else is he going to make me do with her? The thought makes me turn and dare to question.
"Continue? I don't want this woman looking at me let alone touch me!" I shout.
The slap comes quicker than I anticipated making me fumble onto the floor but he doesn't quit there. He advances on me bringing himself to the floor with me gripping my hair in his hand and pulling my face to his. "You don't get to have a fucking opinion. You are mine." He spits out. "You do what I say or you will fucking regret it. Do you understand?" he gives me a shake to emphasize his point.
"Yes. I'm sss...sorry. I won't ddd...do it again." I stutter out trying to keep the tears threatening to spill out inside.
"Good. Now," He shoves me backward hard slamming my head into the floor with a bang. Getting up he brushes out the wrinkles in his suit. "I want you both in my room at eight o'clock, no later, or you will be punished." He states and storms out of the foyer leaving me still on the floor with Cynthia standing there. She looks down in disgust.
"Better learn quick baby girl or he will get rid of you." She sneers then smirks sauntering away with her heels clicking in her wake. I hate the fucking woman.
I slowly start to crawl to my feet noticing my purse abandoned on the floor. I don't even remember dropping it. I pick it up and go as fast as I can upstairs to my room to hide for the rest of the day not even going down for supper.
I decide to distract my mind from what happened downstairs and from what was demanded of myself at eight o'clock tonight by reading the diary some more. It takes me a moment to find my place again and I start reading.
June 5th, 2011
It took him four days to get to me. He must have had a key made for my bedroom door because he slipped in easily last night. I woke with his hand covering my mouth and his hardness pressed to my panties. He ripped them away and took me harshly. I found blood on my sheets this morning. I'm sore from his assault and I've decided I'm going to go to father about it.
June 5th, 2011
I can't believe him! I told father what he did to me and what he told me in return has me so pissed. I'm supposed to marry him! Fucking marry him! He is my brother! I wanted to tell father about Vincent but as he was informing me of my future Ace cam
e in with a smile on his face. Taking me back to his room where he had his way with me over and over again until he finally passed out. I can hardly walk right now. It hurt so badly. Thankfully he wore a condom every time so I don't have to worry about pregnancy. Now I'm in my closet hiding from him in case he comes to find me.
June 7th, 2011
I will have to find a better place to hide. Today he threw the door open and dragged me out then as punishment made me suck his dick. I'm still sick over the thought.
There are deformed spots all over the pages and as I read on I realize what they are. Tears. I get such a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I can almost feel the hurt from her rolling off these pages but I keep reading on desperate to find out if she gets away from this man.
June 10th, 2011
I found a spot today. Up in a tree behind the house. There is also a nice hole here at the top to hide my diary from him too. Yesterday he came outside and bellowed my name looking for me. I didn't make a sound and he gave up looking.
June 25th, 2011
He came back! I saw Vincent today from my perch on the tree I have been hiding in. I almost jumped right out of the tree and went running to him but when I started to get down I saw Vincent shake hands with him. Why would he do that?
June 26th, 2011
I'm up here in my sanctuary hiding but I can see Vincent from where I am. He looks like he is looking for something.
June 27th, 2011
Turns out he was looking for me. Didn't take him long before he was climbing the tree and was face to face with me. I didn't tell him why I was up here but I told him not to tell anyone. I think he knows something is off but isn't saying anything. I want to tell him to come to my room at night but I know all too well that he will be there instead of Vincent. He comes every night making me do something different. I cringe at what he forced upon me last night. I'm still sore from it and it was hard to climb the tree today.
