Bare
Chapter 10
He made to move and she turned around, moving to the path that lead to the small patio at the other end of the first floor.
He frowned, moving forward till there was no place for her to run to.
Ashley should have known that he was a monster and if he'd want something, he was bound to get it.
He was God, and she'd come to respect that.
He hated when she challenged him and loved it as well.
It always gave him the power to fight and still, he'd win.
There was nothing called power-pull when it came to Ashley.
He loved the fight she offered him, cause no other person did.
Men would always cower and there was nobody to challenge him but with the woman that he was staring at, she was always ready to fight him knowing fully well he'd win and she would be rendered helpless.
Clicking his tongue, he raised his fingers to touch her hair as he trapped her on the wall.
"Ash....you always intrigue me." He murmured.
"It's Ashley for you." She gritted her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes.
He did well with tears so there was no need to pat her to calm down.
"You just have to obey my words Ash, and then this would not be happening." He said and she glared at him.
"I obeyed every single thing you told me to do and yet you're still acting like an ass." She said, and he chuckled.
"You know what's the problem here? It's your mouth, your small running mouth Ashley..is the problem." He said.
"Now where were we?" He asked, his eyes glimmering as he watched her.
"I'm not going to...
"A whistle is all it takes to get a guard to come in here and make sure you cry your eyes out while ripping your clothes Ash." He said, and she tensed.
He had her right where he wanted her.
Ashley was an open book.
She's acting strong, protecting herself but he knew better.
She was strong, no doubt but he knew what he would do to break her.
Breaking Ashley was not a problem but breaking her to the point where she would be afraid of what he didn't want.
He loved the fierce part, the part that would make him want to deal the devil out of her...and he would.
Grabbing her hand and dragging her up the stairs, he turned to watch her whimper.
"Your grip hurts." She mumbled, and he loosened his grip.
He would never be like the other men.
His father had taught him well and he was better than to hit his wife and cause her physical pain.
He was not a woman beater, never would be.
But he would make her cry emotionally till she was addicted to tears or maybe not...if only she obeyed his rules, if only.
"Where are you taking me?" She cried out when he opened the door and pulled her inside.
The room was large and dark.
Ashley shook her head and sniffed.
"What is this place?" She asked with, another sniff.
"My room, feel free to change whatever you want Wifey." He smirked and she glared at him.
"Don't call me that, it's only for a year and then we'll part ways." She mumbled and he nodded.
"You didn't read the contract did you?' He asked.
"There's nothing to read there Mr. Mazza and besides you stated the objectives to me didn't you?" She asked, for him to laugh.
"No no wifey, that is no way to sign a contract. You had all the time to read but you didn't and here you are stating out things that are not in the contract." He said and she frowned.
Ashley had never thought he would be that cunning.
She had made sure she heard every detail carefully from him..was she Missing something?
"Now I won't say it again Ash, strip!" He said, and she shuddered.
Ashley was sure that she was ready for it, she was ready for whatsoever he was going to bring to her.
She knew him as a monster, so expecting a monster's wrath was so encrypted in her head but now hearing the words he spurted, fear had begun to rise in her body.
"Ash...
She stopped him from talking, as she raised her hand and grabbed the Hem of her blouse.
She blinked the tears that welled up in her eyes and went down her face.
"Don't cry, you look like a turtle when you cry." He said, but the tears came rushing more.
"I hate you so very much." She kept muttering as she pulled the silk material off her body and it landed on the floor.
She cleaned her eyes, drying her face as she did.
"What is wrong with taking off the clothes?" He sighed, pushing the chair closer to himself and sitting on the chair head.
"You see many women would take this opportunity to tie me down but you Ashley keep intriguing me." He said.
Ashley hissed, her finger stopping as she reached for the zipper of her trousers.
Mikhail Mazza was still waiting for her to finish what she was doing and get on his business.
She was as innocent as they came and he liked that.
He didn't do virgin and he could see through her lie.
She had told him that she was not a virgin but he knew better.
She had lied to him and he would make sure she paid for that lie.
Ashley unzipped her trouser and pulled them down, struggling out of her trouser as she was bare with only her panties and her bra.
She looked up at him and he blinked at her.
Knowing what he meant, her hand went behind her body and she unclasped the hook letting the bra fall and feeling the wet breeze coax her body.
Bending down, she pulled her panties out of her legs.
Looking up and staring at him, she saw his eyes swell with something she didn't know how to describe.
"Isn't this what you want?!"
TBC
