Consequences of fucking with Aaron

Ideally, I'd think Aaron was only refreshing himself and taking out the belt to cool off. I know it's a bit weird, and as a girlfriend I shouldn't even allow him to expose his body to someone else.

But I soon notice the change in atmosphere around the girl.

She was salivating like a dog.

Who knew mental disorders were this bad of a case?

Obsession was taken to a whole new level with this lady.

I ask Aaron what's his masterplan, but he chooses to ignore my question. Subtly, Aaron entices the rabid woman to hold her hands to her legs.

He takes his belt... and begins to tie her up with it.

I've had enough of this nonsense.

"Aaron! What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" I scream at him. I approach him, but he finishes with the tying and quickly gets to his feet. He catches ahold of my hands spinning me on my heel and making me face him.

He begins to devour my lips savagely.

I don't get his intentions.

I don't understand him at all, in this moment.

Wantedly, he makes sure my hands were palming his growing boner.

What the fuck is happening!?

I tried to push him away, but he didn't budge.

But as I opened my eyes and look at Kosmos... her entire face had changed. It was as if she was asking herself to be tangled by Aaron, to be in the place of me. She was crying, screaming and writhing to be released.

"What the fuck are you onto!?" I scream at Aaron who quickly brings me behind the desk.

"I'm going to make her suffer. She wants to see us, right? Let her watch it then." He seethes through his teeth. I didn't like it one bit.

Aaron has turned into a cruel monster who was scaring people left and right.

"Ah... ah...!" I was bend over slightly, his hands holding my elbows as he entered into me. I was pretty wet from the time before, but this was insane. I watched as Kosmos screamed at me to get off of him. It was true, she's not normal.

Getting angry at her wasn't going to help this situation. As I truly understood why Aaron was having sex with me right in front of her, torturing her, I began to enjoy the sex too.

Instead of being unsure, I started to moan for him.

"Ah, fuck yes! Fuck, Aaron don't stop."

"No! No! No! Don't do this to me! I'm mentally ill! No!" She was crawling on the ground with her hands and legs all tied together. Her movements were heavily restricted. When she turned away, she was forced to hear our moans.

If I were in her place, this would traumatize me.

Tears flow down my eyes as Aaron thrusts sloppily into me. He shoots his seeds deep into my core. I watch the girl writhe, silently.

She was sobbing.

"Good girl..." Aaron tells me as I was slowly placed on his chair. He wears his clothes back, having no remorse as such.

I only stare at him.

What went wrong in these two years which turned him into a monster?

He purposefully mated with me, to prove her that we wouldn't care and were giving her a dose of her own misleading actions.

Aaron then asks the security to delete her entire existence from the internet.

I felt really bad for her.

And she... just let it happen without protesting.

After a while, Aaron tells his team to carry her away. She was passed out on the ground. The marks of his belt ceasing her gave her wounds that needed attention.

"Throw her in the mental hospital. She is better over there." Says Aaron to Ms. Smyers.

Ms. Smyers looks at me, pondering outside the window while looking distant and desolate.

Aaron and I haven't spoken for an hour after what he did. I didn't like it. I need him to know.

"Ms. Ravine?" Ms. Smyers places her hand on my shoulder.

"Y-yeah?"

"Are you alright?" Asks she, I nod in a stupor. I quite don't know what to feel about this. I can't hold Aaron responsible for her mental degradation deepening further after this. That girl looked so defeated.

"I- I am okay." I lie.

"Do you want us to drop you home? Boss has some other works to be done. Someone's trying to exploit our work info." She says as I quickly look up at her. She has a tight lipped smile on her face.

"Home..." I wonder...

"No. I'll stay at a hotel." Speaking another lie to Ms. Smyers, I begin to walk away with my handbag and laptop.

Indeed, I do not go to any hotel for the night.

I go back to my old mansion.

I haven't sold that mansion yet. I lied to Aaron when he pleaded me to move in with him.

There was something inside me that told me I needed to keep my house of memories with me. I wasn't going to let it become a part of my memory. Never.

I walk through the dried up pool and the dusty interiors.

Now when I look back, Aaron gave me tenfold of the luxury that I gave him when he was budding himself towards success. He is such a great guy, but I cannot find my mistake in rounding him to become a mafia, a prominent member of the underworld of today.

He's close to becoming a yakuza, if you ask me.

I was pretty concerned.

I don't want him to get into trouble.

After I've bought myself some snacks and dinner from the local supermarket, I plead the security team to let me have my privacy and not tell a word about my location to Aaron.

I want to stay away from his bullshit.

At least for a day until I have calmed down myself.

It was at midnight when I heard loud rapping against my door. I close my eyes in disbelief and disappointment.

It should be none other than my boyfriend.

His screams and heavy discussion with the guards on duty told me he's in a deteriorating mood.