Chapter 26 Transformation Of You

Elena Davis,

He froze for a second when he understood I feared him; he gulped audibly and lifted his hand towards me in a slow manner as he was afraid to scare me more than I was. Holding my wrist, which rested over my chest in fear. His hold was soft. He pulled me lightly towards him and wrapped his hands around me, trying to keep me as close as possible.

His eyes were still filled with anger, but the softness he was holding for me in his eyes was something he was never able to mask. He wiped out the teardrops from my cheeks with his pad of thumb lightly, but his hand lingered more than required.

“I have ordered you not to drop those things from your eyes. I feel trapped.” He confessed to me as he whispered in a low and subtle tone.

“Please, let me go.” I pleaded, wrapping my hands around his neck, unknowingly pulling him closer. He rested his forehead over me, tightening his hold on me.

“I got addicted to you, every day of my life I feel the powerful urge to keep you around me.” He accepted while placing a kiss over my forehead and turned me to look in his eyes, cupping my face in his rough ones.

“I have made a mistake and I don’t want you to pay the price for it.” His eyes turned red as he remembered something which was disturbing him so much that just mention of it turned him hard and resolute.

“I can’t be with you leaving my pride and self respect for.” I reasoned pushing him away from me, taking a few steps away from him but this time he didn’t try to hold me, let me create distance between us but all the softness he was holding in his eyes for me vanished deep into the pit like it never was. He was standing there as he held every answer to my questions.

“Well, I am not requesting you to. I know how to keep my things with me by hook or crook.” He chuckled, folding his hands over his naked chest, glancing outside the window, making me remember that he already took me in his jet without my knowledge.

“I have my life to live.” I responded in frustration, as he wasn’t ready to understand at all. He was adamant about his demand, ignoring me and my life.

“I am your life and you are going to enjoy it with me. I can make you orgasm numerous times a day.” He swaggered while smirking as he reminded me of his outstanding performance in bed. My mouth fell open hearing his words, as they were totally unexpected from him in this situation. From that night, I am sure he was very well aware of the effect he had on me.

“This is called kidnapping Mr. Accardo.” I complained, ignoring his bizarre remarks. His face hardened as I called him Mr. Accardo.

“You have stepped foot in my kingdom, Snowflake. If you want to name it as kidnapping, then do, but always remember you belong to me.” He prided again, making my anger rise.

“Stop it, how difficult it is to understand that I don’t want you to be in my life?” I screamed at him, losing all control. Blood descended in his eyes, warning me from him. His body froze for a second, but his next step towards me made me regret my words. He was calmer than I could ever have imagined. The only thing I could hear was the flaring sound of his breathing.

I ran away from him to the opposite end of his jet, but only two steps of his were sufficient to hold me; he wasn’t speaking but started to drag me towards the bedroom again.

“No, stop. Stop.” I was crying, pleading for him to stop, but his anger-filled face wasn’t even glancing at me. I knew I shouldn’t have said that, but it was totally out of rag. I didn’t even think about something like that.

“No please stop, for god’s sake stop.” I was requesting him, but every word I said went unheard by him. He burst open the door of the bedroom and tossed me over the bed with a loud thud. Tears were already drenched my cheeks and neck. He undid his pants with his angered face, and I understood his intentions. My body turned cold just imagining the horror coming directly crushing over me.

“I have changed your destiny Snowflake, every path you choose will only lead you to me.” He yelled bitterly and claimed the bed, pinning me down over the bed. He held both of my hands above my head with his one hand. I was constantly struggling in his grip trying to break free out, but he trapped my legs below his hand and tore my shirt with his one hand from my body, throwing aside.

“No, please. No. Stop.” I was opposing him constantly, but he wasn’t in his control. I knew my Arius can’t do something like this, but he was unleashed completely by his anger. He wasn’t the person I am in love with, he wasn’t him.

I was crying as he started biting my chest and breast, brutally leaving his teeth marks behind. My voice became heavy due to so much crying. While struggling under him, my one hand slipped from his grip and I slapped him with all my remaining force.

His face turned left in the slapped position for a while. He was completely frozen over me in disbelief. His face was pale white, whole blood was drained. I was sobbing loudly, closing my eyes tightly, refusing to face the reality which was dancing in front of me.

I was waiting for a hard slap from him, but when I didn’t receive anything from him; I dared to open my eyes slowly, witnessing the guilty face of Arius in the same position as it was. He turned into a loud sob from me, startling me, but avoided glancing at me.

He placed his lips over my forehead but didn’t kiss, just placed as he wanted to feel it last time. Signing loudly, he got up from the bed, leaving me naked. He bent down and picked me up in his hands, looking at the unknown, and started walking towards the half-open bathroom door. I was sobbing with great difficulty and did not want to make him feel more than he was feeling right now.

He walked in and sat in a warm water filled bathtub,turning my back towards his chest. He rested me over his lap and made me lean my head over his chest. I was expecting him to say something, but nothing was coming from him. He took the bottle of body wash from nearby and started applying it over my body. His touch was soft and soothing.

He relaxed under me as I relaxed over his chest, melting under his touch, closing eyes, enjoying the bath. I felt his fingers over my face, removing the tear marks from my cheeks delicately as he was afraid to use force. He wrapped his hands lightly around me after cleaning every corner of my body neatly. The whole time his rough hands were afraid to apply pressure, he was just brushing his hands around my stomach.

I was feeling his hesitation and urge holding me tightly; he was guilty and I knew what he did was just out of anger; he is not like how he behaved a few minutes ago with me. How can he? The same person who has made love with me, made me feel that soul connection with him, and now he was afraid to touch me.

I rested my hands around his, tightening his hold on my stomach, but still he didn’t react at all. My ear was logging to hear his deep silvery voice that made me lost in him, but he was shut completely. He wasn’t even moving his hands over me, which made my heart feel heavy. I turned towards him and sat facing him. Water splashed as I sat again over his lap, wrapping my legs around his torso.

Even my first move didn’t change his distant behavior towards me. I wanted to see that forest green eye peeping in me as they were searching their life’s purpose in them, but he was too stubborn to let me feel that satisfaction and I scooted closer, allowing to brush his hard over my intimate parts, hoping for some changes in him. I held his face with my hand and kissed softly on the same cheek where I slapped him a few minutes ago and turned to face him.

“I am sorry, is it still painful?” I asked, rubbing his cheeks with my hand. He held my waist, holding softness in his eyes, gazing at mine with brown orbs to satisfy the need I was feeling.

“Please, don’t do that again. It was scary.” I requested and rested my head between his neck and shoulder, hugging him closer, wanting to feel him more and more.

“Never.” He declared, hugging me back. He placed a kiss over my forehead, tightening his hold over my shoulder, pushing me in his chest.

“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to say that. It was just I -“

“Shhhhhh” He cut me, rubbing my back with one hand.

“Don’t ever think like that again, it felt like a scrap over my heart.” He confessed, hiding me more and more in his chest. I knew he would not say I am sorry for his deed, but I could see his sorry through his deemed eyes and feel in his beating heart.

“I am sorry.” I apologize again, not for him, but for me and I don’t think I could ever forgive myself for that sentence. It was just a sentence but left a huge scar over our hearts. He didn’t react, just rested his head over mine.

I felt his manhood getting harder and longer with time, but he wasn’t taking any move over that. I sneaked my hand between us and guided him hard in me; he turned to look at me with his surprised filled eyes. He held my chin and forward, taking my lips under his command. They were gliding smoothly over mine as they were a complete set. He pinched my nipple, making me moan, sneaking in my mouth with his deadly strokes. I just took him completely inside me and rested my head again over his chest.

“Snowflake, you are tired. You need rest.” He told me to pick me up while still keeping him inside and walked out of the bathroom. He laid down with me over his chest and pulled covers over naked and connected body.

“What do you want from me?” I asked with difficulty as my eyes started to close. My body was already relaxed over him. I think I will fall asleep with him inside me. I was struggling to keep them open. He smirked at my question, stroking my hair silently.

A lot of children.

I thought he said something while sinking into darkness.