Chapter 11 {Devouring her}

The car came to a halt in front of a magnificent mansion. Alice stepped out of the vehicle and swiftly made his way to Alisha's side, lifting her up in a tender, bridal embrace. Alisha, still shaken by the events that had transpired in the car and the harshness of Alice's words, make her remain silent, not daring to utter a word.

Alice carried Alisha into the grand mansion, where the sight of him carrying her like a princess left the servants in awe and disbelief. Without saying a word, Alice proceeded to his room, gently placing Alisha on the bed. He retrieved a first aid kit from the cupboard and sat down beside her.

"Give me your leg," Alice said softly, "I'm going to dress your knees."

Alisha hesitated, replying, "No, I don't want you to."

Upon hearing her response, anger welled up within Alice, but he firmly took hold of Alisha's leg and began dressing her injured knee. Once he finished, he spoke to her in a menacing tone, "Never think of defying me, angel. If I can tend to your injuries, I can also inflict them upon you. Now, tend to my hand."

"No! I won't tend to your injury. You hurt my knee when you pressed on my already injured leg, and now you expect me to treat your wound? No, I won't do it. My mother always told me not to tend to those who hurt me. Although I did tend to your hand before, I won't do it now,"Alisha's face shows shock, seeing the injury and unbandaged hand, which she clearly bandaged yesterday.

"Angel, it seems you need to be punished. How dare you speak against me?," Alice's anger flared at her words, and he threatened.

Alisha replied defiantly, "Why should I be punished? You're not my principal."

Fear gripped Alisha as she looked at Alice. Who looked all angry.

Alice took deep breaths, struggling to contain his anger, and said, "So, you refuse to do as I ask."

Alisha remained silent, further fueling Alice's anger. He grabbed her by the hair with his injured hand, pulling her closer to him, "Tsk... Tsk... Angel, you've made a mistake, or should I say, committed a crime. Every criminal deserves punishment. Tell me, what punishment do you want?"

Alisha began to cry and pleaded, "I'm not a criminal. You're the one who killed my dog"

"Yes I am a criminal," Alice smirked, "Don't worry, I'll also kill your mother, and all the children at the orphanage."

Alisha's tears started to flow as she struggled against Alice's grip. He tightened his hold on her hair, bringing her closer until their breaths mingled. In his thoughts, he believed, "From now on, the air you breathe, my angel, will belong to me alone."

Alisha cried out in pain, begging, "Please, let me go."

Alice snapped out of his thoughts and demanded, "How about apologising to me, for your misbehaviour? I can forgive you; it's your first mistake."

With tear-filled eyes, Alisha looked into Alice's eyes and replied, "No, I won't apologise. My mother always taught me that if I haven't done anything wrong, I should never say sorry."

Alice's anger intensified, and he slapped her across the face, causing blood to trickle from Alisha's lips. She cried even harder, and then Alice forcefully kissed her already injured lips.

Alisha writhed in pain, struggling to breathe. It was her first time being kissed, and she felt overwhelmed. However, Alice didn't release her lips. It was also his first time, but he was too consumed by his desire for her to pay attention to anything else. He forcefully pulled her hair, causing her mouth to open, and he invaded her mouth with his tongue, sucking on the blood that flowed from her lips.

After some time, he finally let her go. Alisha coughed, her lips stinging from the prolonged kiss. Alice made her sit on his lap, cooing at her like a baby. As he observed her swollen lips, a result of his dominant kiss, he felt a sense of satisfaction, as if he now possessed complete control over her.

But soon, Alisha began coughing more intensely, and she fainted in Alice's arms. Panicked, he laid her gently on the bed and immediately called for a doctor. As he sat beside her, gently caressing her cheek, he whispered, "Why must you make me angry, angel? Can't you understand that I can't tolerate anyone who defies me? Look what you've made me do. I had to slap you, leaving my fingerprints on your beautiful face. But they suit you. Beautiful".

"Knock..Knock",