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The Beast's Obsession

The Beast's Obsession

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Her grave sin was her spellbinding allure that blurred the blood-tie line for him, and his grave mistake was obsessing over a girl he was supposed to exterminate. The vicious King of Evil, the one who didn't have a heart, now finds himself trapped between vengeance, and the irresistible burning desires for the only remaining enemy he has left - and she, oblivious of the abysm of the evil he exudes, is determined to liberate herself from the cage of the monster at all costs. But her desires are inconceivable. Absurd! invalid dreams- or so did everyone thought, until things started taking a turn. What transpires when the vicious heartless monster finds himself at the feet of his culprit? What more miseries await Ella when the truth of her connection with the monster and the mystery besieging her get revealed?

Chapter 1 SACRIFICING DIGNITY FOR IMMUNITY

I watch as the door of this dark cage flow ajar. Before I delude myself that it's Joy who has slinked in to check on me, the familiar ominous compelling scent of the monster fills the room, conjuring the familiar adrenaline rush in me. Panic spews in me, and I curl myself up under the sheets, stymieing any contact with my face so as not to irritate the bruises.

These abrasions that the monster has inflicted on me, and he is getting a kick out of giving me all these tortures for the reasons that I don't know. How I got here a week ago without a single memory from my past still remains a puzzle that I have no way of cracking.

"Get up!" His icy tone echoes, adding more terror to the aura I am gasping, my heart pounding with fear induced by his composure.

Without wasting even a second of his time, I jerk myself up and sit at the corner of the bed. His demeaning demeanor and the terror he is percolating don't allow me to look up at him. I keep my head hunched down, like a scared slave before her ruthless master. My exact situation.

He flings a small satchel on the bed, and embarks on slow terrifying strides towards me. He towers before me in a minute, pulling my head up by the hair and urging me to look at him. I swallow hard, hoping that this doesn't get physical again. I am all bruised on the face. My skin will with no doubt peel off if he decides to hurt me again.

Tears start streaming down at the fear of him. I close my eyes.

"Please, don't!" I faintly plead.

"Really, now? And you have the balls to remain seated while I am standing before you?" He hoarses, making me spring to my feet in a split second.

"Sorry! I am sorry, master!" I apologize, hoping that it's not too late.

He lets go of my hair, and delineates my sore spots with his fingers, his touch leaving sparkles of fear and pain on my skin.

"You enjoy getting hurt, don't you? You still want to play tough?" He asks.

I flinch with pain, a groan of agony escaping my lips as he cages my cheeks between his strong hand, adding more pain to the unbearable one that I am concealing.

"No, master!" I whimper, peeling my eyes to meet his scary grey ones - these pools of his which serve as the portrayal of his animosity.

They speak nothing but evil!

"Get the satchel!" He orders, jerking his hand from me.

I breath out a sigh of relief, drying the tears from my eyes as I lunge for the small satchel from the bed where he threw it earlier.

"I am not going to ask you what you have decided, you cheap slave! But still, I will give you one last chance to choose how you want to live here. The outfit you choose will state what you have decided. You have at most a minute!" His voice is as flat as it can ever get, and cold as always.

I open the satchel, and pull the first piece of fabric that my hand lands on, still contemplating on what I want.

The choices are simple. I either be his special sex toy, or he feeds me off to his sex beasts in this brothel. I know what you think. That I am stupid to have harbored all this pain when I had a choice to avoid it all. By being his special sex toy, which means that I will be exclusively his. No fucking dog in the club will dare even think of touching me. But the resentment I feel for this evil monster has clogged my mind, dissuading me from even making a simple choice like this.

He is the root cause of all my miseries, though I can't prove it. He claims to have saved me from that accident, cloaking himself as my savior, but my heart tells me otherwise. Unfortunately, my mind chose to abandon me at the worst moment, hence I have no evidence against him, and I have to be stuck in this cursed hell for I don't know how long. He has made it clear that there is no way out of this place unless you are dead, and my friend, Joy, has affirmed that to me every chance she gets.

I sprawl the red bikini on the bed, tensing at what it signifies. If I choose this, I will be like the rest of the girls, entertaining and pleasuring the beasts to their contentment, and I will have this monster, AJay, their vicious heartless boss, off my back. He won't bother me again, just like he doesn't care about the rest of the girls. I can then work on recovering my memory in peace.

I pull the other attire, and sprawl it on the bed too. A blue gown, well designed for a queen. This will give me an emblem of his special girl, and I wouldn't have to reek of dirt of the sperms from uncountable men drilling me all of my stay here. But I will be leaking of this disgusting monster's pheromones and cums instead. I can't stand his presence, even his name alone. How can I bear his scent on me? And my morals? Well, toss that aside for now. It's not like I have control of their being intact anymore, but losing myself to this beast? It's absurdly disgusting and suffocating even by the mere thought of it.

My thinking is cut short by him grabbing my neck, and turning me around to face him as he fumes with anger.

"I don't have all day, you whore! And nobody, much less a pathetic cheap whore like you keeps me waiting. Speak! Me or my beasts?" He roars with so much fury and impatient, almost deafening me with his rich outbursts.

"I... I..." I can't speak.

He is strangling me, choking my lungs out as I struggle for air.

He mercilessly throws me on the bed after noticing my struggles to breathe, and I gasp for air and battle to steady my breathing, my hands nuzzling my neck, soothing the pain of his grip.

"I am fucking done with you, Ella! Let's see how long you'll will last in those dom rooms. You have exhausted all your chances, so don't come crying to me after!" He warns, and starts strolling out, his long heavy strides echoing with such fear that jerks me up from this bed.

"Wait, Ajay!" I howl his name, running before him.

Sometimes, being bold isn't just about standing your ground, but choosing what's best at the moment, especially when you don't have a choice. And this me - desperate, and without a choice. I need to survive in this evil place.

"I choose you!" I respond, without blinking, and without a second thought, but his next words wreck my hopes into the tiniest pieces.

"You wasted all your chances. You chose what's to come for yourself!"

What? No. No. No.

He attempts to walk away, but I fall to his feet, hugging his knees tight as tears sprinkle.

"Please! Please! I will do anything you want just, please, don't throw me to those beasts!" I cry, sitting on my legs and peeking up at his blurry tall frame through the sheer of tears in my eyes.

I thought he would nudge me aside and stomp out, but contrary, he leans his tall figure down, and grips me with one hand by the color, pulling me to my feet.

"Good! Now I hope you know the weight of your words!" He states.

I nod my head fast, avoiding blowing this last chance.

"I want to see you sprawled on the bed in the next two seconds - Naked!"

I almost leap at his words, but I realize I have no time to waste, and that I have no choice. I have to bear this disgrace and torture to avoid more torture and humiliation. I have to sacrifice my dignity to this monster that I loathe with every inch of me.

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16 Chapter 16 TORN
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17 Chapter 17 THE HEAT
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23 Chapter 23 CONFESSTION
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26 Chapter 26 THE RACE
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29 Chapter 29 THE KISS
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30 Chapter 30 THE DOOM
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32 Chapter 32 QUILT
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33 Chapter 33 KISS ME
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35 Chapter 35 DIRTY TALKS
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36 Chapter 36 THE DISPUTE
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38 Chapter 38 THE BOND
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