Chapter 16

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BELLEVERA pulled me with a strong force as he put me back to where I had stood before. He went back to the door and I just heard a faint click when he closes the door.

“Do you want to play with me, Celestine?” he asked and continued talking, “Then I will play with you.” He pressed me against the sink and he forced the gown I was wearing to be undressed, down from my shoulder. “Even if you shout here, no one will hear you. You're mine. Just mine, do you understand that?”

“Stop it! Please..” I close my eyes as I beg.

He did not succeed in taking off the gown I was wearing but one of his hands succeeded in what his aiming for. I thought my gown was his goal, but it turned out differently. The piece of lacy underwear finally dropped to the floor after he pulled it out and pocketed it.

“That's enough… Don't do this, Ezekiel.”

He laughed foolishly. “Do you think you can take me to pity? I will do whatever I want with you tonight because you are mine. Mine alone.”

I could smell the wine on his breath. The alcohol has definitely affected his system makes him brave and showing his wicked color.

Whatever my denial or struggle, he was much stronger than me, even to say he was a little bit drunk. He just lifted both my hands with his other hand while relentlessly rubbing his lips on my neck.

When he was still not satisfied he lifted the corner of my dress where there was a slit on the side. He pushes his hands inside my gown and reaching the thing between my legs and started to stroke up and down. “Do you know how many times I’ve been craving for you? Earlier in the apartment and the car. In case you didn't give in to me, you will suffer for what you did. For this trouble, Celestine.” His fiery eyes lock mine.

I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol I drank that my knees suddenly softened like a gel-o and I felt weak or because of his threats. Sliding down, I sat on the floor and gasped.

After all, I can no longer fight.

Eventually, I have nothing more to lose. My uncle's done his part and took it all. He takes all of me, everything that however I cleaned my body will be useless and can no longer be removed from the stain he dirtied on me.

“I told you not to be greedy for alcohol. Look what happened to you.” Did he put something in my drink? But how? That fast? Did he collude with the waiter or even the waitress I asked earlier?

He sat up slowly, then my knees and hands starting to get numb that I could no longer move and feel them.

“That has not really worked yet. You choose, yours or mine?”

I did not respond. Because I already know what will happen next on what he was implying.

“Ah. Yeah. Aright. Better to choose mine. Your apartment is ugly, it's like a rat's house.”

He slowly lowered the zipper of the gown on the left side and followed lowering the gown as well. I felt the cold air caress my bre*sts which were now wide open because the gown was padded.

I can see his eyes lit with pleasure and desires as soon as he saw both my aching bre*st.

His other hand quickly crawled over the other part of my chest while his free hand was already under my thigh.

“It’s not a good place to take you here. But this is going to be a warm-up. And you can feel a quick pleasure.”

She lifted the hem of the gown I wore when he finished playing with me. I could feel the trembling of my body because of the org*sm he made me feel after the last stroke. I truly understand how good his hand is, right now but he should have asked permission. He should have taken me after a month and not now. But he was in a hurry. After he gets what he wants, he will just throw me away, just like a doll after playing and it becomes worthless, wasted, and worst a trash.

He pulled me horizontally until I lied down. I just looked up and stared at the ceiling. I heard him unzip his trousers. He pulled my hand away and since there was no feeling because of the numbness, I didn’t know what he was trying for me to hold. He supports my hand stroking up and down. I haven't been able to check it. My body felt exhausted because of what he did.

"Ah!" I screamed in surprise when I felt him inserts his thing inside me.

“Did you shave regularly? Clean and neat. There is not even a trace of a pu*sy hair,” he said noticing the skin in the thing between my legs.

I never shave or anything. I haven't had feather hair like before. I am not sure if it is normal. Even my underarm is hairless. I have no body hair. The only hair on the head, nose, and eyebrows. That’s it.

He moves upward and down until he stops. I guess, he was done with his carnal intention. I felt the tip of his thing rubbing against the bulging meat of my entrance a few more times feeling some fiery sensation.

He got up and went straight to one of the cubicles. He released his juice there, that white sticky juice inside his pet.

“Are you satisfied? You've got what you want. Maybe you are happy,” I said without any emotion but at the back of my mind, I am upset and wanted to strangle him to death.

It was as if my eyes were numb from crying.

I heard a few footsteps and then he came next to me. He slowly lifted me. He adjusted the gown I was wearing and then led me to stand up.

“No. Of course not! I will never get satisfied until we get married.”

Why does he want to marry me? He can't find anything from me. I’m not worth marrying him in any way.

“Because I want you to be mine. Only mine, Celestine. Nothing will come after you or after us,” he finally said, then we went out of the bathroom.

HEARING things how he reason out makes me upset more. Either I felt bad or I got drunk and he just needs us to go and take me home. He reasoned out every person who talks to him and asks why we are going out or leaving the party even if it is not yet over.

When he got to his car, he keeps silent. But he was still moving as fast as a horse as if we are chasing by the demon. Yes. I am chased by the demon. And the demon is sitting beside me. I had been taken by the demon. And I can’t even protest or stop him right now. He only proves he is Ezekiel Bellevera and no one can stop him.

Even with the stoplight on, he managed to get to his pad quickly as he made the car fly. Of course. I can’t fight, he was free to get and do whatever he wants with me without difficulty and my hesitation.

"Are you feeling cold?" Bellevera suddenly asks me after parked inside the building where his condominium is and he was staying. He first removed the seatbelt and then focused on me. "I'll warm you up later."

He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned his attention to me and unbuckled my seatbelt too. He went out, walks around, and opened the car door for me to get out.

He didn't lift me anymore, he just assisted me. Little by little, the numbness on my body starting to disappeared.

"You don't have to do this, Zeke."

He looked at me as his hand is on my shoulder, unable to believe I called him by the name he wanted me to call him.

“Is that mean you are ready to be mine?”

"I can and I will if you just let me do what I want." If he wants a game, I will ready myself.

He smiled at me, a smile of a beast.

"Yes," I finally said.

I don’t have any choice at that moment. Rather than he will lock me up and show me the ferocity of his love. It would be better if I let him believe that I will become submissive, and do whatever he wants. As I said, I have nothing to lose. My pride is ruined. I don’t have any for myself. Only one man enjoyed my body. Mind to add another and last one.

But the wedding he kept mentioning, for sure will never happen. He can take over my whole body and soul but not my heart and the identity I have kept secret for long from everyone.

His hand rested on my head and starting to pat me. “Good. Better to be a mild and sweet cat, Celestine.”

Every time our skin touches, I was really terrified. I almost resented him for doing this. But what place to fight? Especially if you know he’s holding you by the neck. You will just force yourself to settle down and be carried away by what he wants.

He turned on the light when we got inside his condo unit. Cozy and smells manly. I was wondering how many ladies did Bellevera took to his place? Probably, fingers can count in or more than.

“Have a seat. I'll just prepare a beer or anything we can enjoy for this moment.” After saying that, he left and went straight to the kitchen.

His house was spacious and I couldn't even look around it. I was more focused on how to escape from him than I could allow him to do whatever I wanted. If he holds me by the neck I have to use an ace against him as well.

Yes. Exactly! My body.

I can use my body since it is worthless now.

He can make me a queen if he wants to. He can afford me to be a top model in an instant especially with the kind of wealth he has. He can do whatever he wants and I can use him for my benefit. Compare to me, I don’t have anything I can give. But I can have it by using him. He will use my body, then I will use him too. Fair enough to call it a win-win situation. Better to play like a victim first. Then at the end, he will wake up, he is the victim and was targeted by Celestine Rain Alcazar.