The Black Angels-Chapter 11

        Olivia’s Pov:

I furrowed my brows in confusion and looked at him.

Hold on, is this a joke or what? Or…I probably didn’t hear him correctly?

“You shouldn’t let me repeat myself” he said icily and I scoffed.

“I…I don’t get you. What do you want me to do?” I asked and took a step back.

“I just asked you to strip. I told you you’re the only one who can satisfy my lust”. He said.

I felt the rate of my heartbeat increase.

“Are you kidding me? You…you wanna have s*x with me?” I asked but he didn’t say word.

“I’m not ready for it. You can’t…you can’t just order me around like its your right or something.”

He took in a deep breath and suddenly, he stretched out his hand towards me and I found myself flying to the bed.

“Argh!” I groaned as I landed roughly on the bed.

What the hell?

I coughed and tried standing up but noticed I couldn’t move.

What? It was more like I was pinned to the bed 

I flinched and looked at him. He was already coming towards me.

“No. What’re you doing? What’re you doing? Let me go”,I said fearfully.

I watched him take off his shirt and next, he came to lie on me.

Oh, God!

“No! Get off me! You can’t do this to me. Let me go!” I shrieked, trying as much as possible to move, but couldn’t.

My hands were just spread apart and I couldn’t even move a finger.

“I may be unable to compel you, but I’d really want you to keep quiet” he said calmly and tore my shirt.

What??

“No!!”,I screamed.

What kind of a monster is this?

I busted into tears as I begged him to stop.

He took off the shirt and unhooked my bra as well, taking it off.

I couldn’t believe he was actually stripping me off.

He reached for my trousers and that was where my fears increased.

“No! Please, don’t! I’m not ready for this. Please, I’m begging you!” I cried like a baby but he ignored and started pulling the trouser off my legs.

“Please! Just stop it! I promise to do everything you say. I’ll never disobey you again. I’ll never talk Back at you. Please, just stop it” I pleaded.

He took off the trousers completely and was about reaching for my p*nt when he suddenly paused and looked into my eyes.

The tears were running down profusely.

He paused and looked at me for a long time and I couldn’t tell if he enjoyed watching me cry.

But all of a sudden, he left me and climbed down from the bed.

At once, I was able to move again.

Oh, God!

He took his shirt from the floor and left the room.

I sat up on the bed and covered myself with the duvet, weeping profusely.

Why did he stop? What happened?

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I busted into more tears.

Oh, God! I can’t believe I was almost raped.

How do I get out of this?

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     Javan’s Pov:

I sat in the quiet bar and drank angrily. There were three empty bottles in front of me already, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get drunk enough.

Why did Mishael have to wake up? I can’t believe that lady’s the reason behind my worst nightmare – just when I was beginning to like her.

Damn it! She’s so beautiful and it kills me to know she’s bonded to someone like Mishael – someone I loathe. Why does this have to happen to me?

I poured in more drink into the glass.

I can’t let him live – not after what he’s done to me. No matter what, I won’t let him survive. Too bad I might have to hurt Olivia.

“Javan?” I suddenly heard someone call behind – a mild female voice.

I turned to see the greatest shock of my life.

What?

She smiled in disbelief.

“Ja…Javan?” She called tearfully.

The glass in my hand fell and broke to pieces on the floor as I stood on my feet in shock.

My eyes dilating.

“Marcia?” I called in dismay.

How…How is this possible?

Her eyes were beaming.

“I found you!” She chuckled as she ran into my arms and kissed me.

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TBC.