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Delicate gleams of sunshine glimmered through the historian window, falling over him and then me, his brown hairs shining while his luscious lips moving closer to mine, my gaze trapped upon his angelic face, golden tinges in his eyes glowing lightening up my essence, high cheekbones sculpted with patience while thick eyelashes pinnacled his face.

I gasped lightly when his hands trailed along my waist, tingling my bare waist from his mere touch and hitching my breath away, I shifted closer to him in his lap, eliminating the extent between us, he looked up at me with so much passion and affection while I stared down at him in anticipation and eagerness of what I was sure about to come.

My fingers entangled in his soft hairs, his hand slowly roaming on my thighs making me sigh contentedly, he had so much more than lust pooling in his golden-brown eyes.

"Do you love me?" He asked, his ardently deep and husky reaching my ears in intricacy, goosebumps erupted on my body from his intensified voice.

"You know I do," I whispered back, looking at him under my eyelashes, my eyes hooded with adulation for him, he was mine and I loved him.

He smiled knowingly upon hearing my answer causing a smile of my own to detonate on my lips, his beautiful smile making my heart race, skipping beats in between, I was feeling butterflies dancing in my stomach just by looking at his angelic face.

He readjusted himself underneath me, finally letting me feel my effect on him as well, his hard shaft rubbing my core over my panties, I clutched his shoulders as a moan of pleasure surged through me, my white frock dress draping over his thighs, covering us to it's best. He moved with ordeal rubbing my core intensely as jolts after jolts of my gasps and moans filled the silent room.

I felt my heart explode in my chest when he finally rested his lips over mine graciously, moving his lips to the rhythm of my hums and moans, I whimpered when he softly grazed his teeth over my lower lip, eliciting heat in my body to rise, his cold body against my hot one doing marvels.

His skilful hands grabbing the nape of my neck, moving my head to his amenity making me feel the emotions I never felt before, his tongue slowly parted my lips for himself, entering delicately, marking me for him, his tongue mingling with mine, dominating me in the world of pleasure and elations.

I moved my lips to my best even when I was going limp from the lack of air, he plucked his lips away when his nudges on my core stopped, I smiled contentedly upon seeing him smile. I was happy as long as he was.

His smile slowly turned into a smirk, I knew that smirk all too well, I shied away from his lustful gazing devouring me, undressing me visually.

He lifted my chin up to clearly look at my face, his smirk a little different from usual but I shrugged the thought away instantly as it came to my mind.

He leaned down to the crook of my neck, inhaling and breathing me in before trailing feathery kisses along until he was right beside my ear, I was heaving in his hold from his soft kisses all over me. He kept quiet for a while before whispering.

"You're my little slut."

I trembled, not the good kind of tremble, frowning at his choices of words I confusedly trudged away from him, looking at him in confusion.

I looked around to see myself back in the bedroom of my apartment, cream curtains closed firmly, I looked at our position to see him leisurely leaning on the headrest of my bed with me on his lap, I diverted my gaze to his face only to see an awry smirk plastered on his face, golden tinges long gone somewhere, only void dark eyes left in their places.

I subconsciously tried to part away from him but his harsh hands on my waist stopped me from doing so, I shrieked a little in panic when he pulled me forward towards him, my breath stopped in anxiety as I stared at him in fear.

"You're my little slut, aren't you?" He asked again, and I hesitantly shook my head in fear, I wasn't anybody's whore and I was most certainly much more to him, why was he behaving so different?

His smirk widened on watching me defying his claims, he started again with more edge in his voice. "Yes, you are."

I screeched when he twirled us around, pressing me firmly on my back on my bed, his heavy body hovering over me while his hands clutched mine tightly over my head, my chest was heaving in panic, I scaredly glanced at him when he leaned closer to me.

I wasn't liking what he was doing to me, all the butterflies were gone and what was left was hatred and helplessness of not being able to do anything to stop him, I wiggled underneath him, whining lightly at my failed attempts of freeing myself.

"You're such a petty whore, trying to make it seem like you don't care when you do," he whispered inching closer to me and my struggles intensified, tears started to brim in my eyes.

"You can't do anything to stop me" he mumbled, smirking at my tremoring body, my sobs broke out before I could stop them, fighting to push him away.

His lips came down on me, disgust flowing through my veins at his taste, I felt sick to my stomach, my whimpers got washed away with his violent kiss, he didn't care if he was bruising me by his grip on my hands and his kiss, pure animalistic.

I felt the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth from his ragged kiss, he bit my lips real hard, I gasped for air when he separated from me, brutally moving down to my neck.

"Stop!" I cried out, endeavouring underneath him, trying my best to stop him but he didn't, he continued.

I wailed helplessly when his hands roughly ripped my dress from upon me, following my underwear as well, leaving me naked to his monstrous desires, he smirked down at me, whispering mockingly.

"Die before letting me touch you?—" tears flowed carelessly down my cheeks, soaking the bed sheet, my wails falling onto his deaf ears, he wasn't the same, "—touching you is meaningless, watch me f*ck you rough as well." He completed, trailing his fingers down to my core, I yelled back at him in between my wails.

"Stop! Stop you monster!" He chuckled at my futile attempts, gaining pleasure in seeing me writhe beneath him, I cried when he forcefully fastened my wrists to the headrest with the help of his belt, I was striving to break them free, my legs shoving and pushing in futile tries.

I stopped breathing when I saw him advancing towards me, his clothes discarded already beside my bed, he climbed on the bed predatorily, seeking pleasure in expanding the torture of his prey, I begged him over and over again to stop but it was like he couldn't listen to me at all.

"Spread your legs for me love" his voice sounded once again and I shook my head furiously in defiance pressing my legs together, to keep him away from taking me forcefully, I cried when his nails scraped my thighs, strongly parting my legs for him and firmly positioning himself against me.

He groaned at the feeling while I tried to push him away, he stilled my attempts by gripping my legs down, slowly stroking his c*ck against my core, no matter how hard I try I just couldn't push him away, he was too strong, I cried helplessly, my tears seizing most of my sight. He let out a throaty groan when his c*ck nudged my clit.

"Ready love," he asked lost in his pleasure, shoving his c*ck inside me in a single thrust, sending shocks of pain and anguish throughout my body.

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I opened my eyes slowly, whimpering to gasp some air, my sounds bare to none while tears trailed down my cheek, I couldn't move my body for a while, it felt so real.

I deliberately twisted my head around to see myself sleeping in his bed in his room, my gaze stopped on him sleeping beside me, his chest rising and falling in rhythm, I diverted my gaze as soon as I glanced at him, staggeringly inhaling a breath and trudging away from him.

I wiped my tears before silently getting off his bed, my skin felt dirty and prickly, I wanted to scratch it so bad but I resisted, it wasn't going to do me any good, it was just a dream. JUST A DREAM! get yourself together!

I exhaled deeply, looking down at myself and sure enough, I was in my dress, but it didn't stop the disgusting feeling I was getting from myself, I felt nauseous and sick in myself.

I was looking around for something, anything that could make me feel better but to no avail, the feeling only intensified, he was in deep sleep and I wanted to get out of here before he could wake up, I won't be able to bear him looking at me. It would only make all worse.

I difficultly waddled to the door, swaying it open slowly to create less noise and get out of here, when I was finally out I closed it behind me, continuously breathing deeply to keep myself from slipping into another panic attack.

I closed my bedroom's door, coming into an all empty room, I wasn't taking any medicine considering it would become a habit. The only thing I could think to calm myself was now water. Rushing into the bathroom I slammed the door shut and locked it.

Not doing anything stupid, I wanted to burn my body but I need to be rational, I kept my hands away from the hot shower and filled the bathtub with chilled cold water, stripping out of my clothes and getting into it.

It was the strategy to calm our nerves before any dangerous mission, it's going to numb my sense and lower the pace of my heart and pulses, overall will increase the release of norepinephrine in my brain to calm me down, to the blood.

I tried to keep the disgustful thoughts away, tears carelessly started flowing again as my body slowly started going limp in the bathtub, I resisted with all in me to stop myself from scratching my body, but it was harder than the most dreadful thing I have ever done in my entire existence.

"You can't do anything to stop me." The same dream continued going in my head again and again like a broken tape, I never felt so powerless in my entire life.

He raped you.

No, it wasn't real. It was a dream.

Just a dream.

Just a DREAM.

JUST A DREAM DAMMIT!

Who are you fooling? he did this to you! He broke you! He took your dignity away from you!

You trusted him, you loved him and he snatched your confidence in return, your pride in return, gifted you with golden chains and his dreadful name to join yourself with.

I loved him.

I hate him.

I submerged my head down the water to stop the voices in my head from going insane, my tears weren't stopping but my body was slowing down, slowly but surely the numbing cold stopped my thoughts.

At first, it was havoc and then nothing. Nothing at all.

I came up back again, limply placing my head on the hard granite, only a warm light lightening the bathroom, giving small to vision ability, I felt my eyelids grew heavy as a deadly calmness started feeling in my body slowly, it felt good being void of any hurt.

I closed my eyes, welcoming the cold and silence with open arms, laying in the bathroom all alone, humming in my head to the slow rhythms of my heart.

Slowly I felt the darkness heavying over my lids, trudging them close, taking me back to my dreams but good ones.

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I woke up to myself nearly six am, my eyes opening gradually, it was short-lived but the best sleep I had in this whole month, I turned around to see Shana but met with empty space, my smile turned into a frown as soon as reality came crashing down on me.

Sighing sadly I sat up, looking around to see if she was here but she wasn't, I checked my bathroom as well, in case she was freshening up or something but it was as deserted as my room.

Everything was fine until I knocked on her bedroom's door and nobody answered, my anxiety started rising up and I knocked again, much firmer this time, but still no answer, I turned the doorknob and to my dismay, it opened to confirm empty as well.

My mind went into straight panic as I rushed out, searching for Luke, he was in the living room, preparing something on his laptop but he dropped it from his lap when I yelled at him in anger.

"Did you let her out?! I told you to inform me before letting her leave!"

"S-Sir what are you saying?" he asked perplexed.

I wanted to beat the crap out of him. The f*ck he was doing when I told him to inform me of everything.

"Did Shana went out?" I asked grimly, fisting my hands from doing something immature at the moment, he frowned upon listening to me like not catching up at all.

"No one left the penthouse in the last five hours, sir."

My scowl intensified."Are you sure?"

"Yes sir, absolutely."

I turned around without trailing the conversation any longer, the new furniture was all placed neatly, not a speck of dust in sight, I checked every single room, kitchen to the bathroom but nothing, it was like she vanished into thin air, she can't leave like this, hell she can't leave at all.

I rechecked my bathroom and her room, only to come to an abrupt halt at her bathroom's door, I turned it again and locked, I sighed in relief before slowly knocking on her door.

"Baby? Are you alright?" She never answered making me sigh knowingly.

"At least tell me you're in there," I mumbled softly, trying to gain a simple hum or a curse will do, anything to know she was in there and safe.

"Baby?" I asked confusedly when her reply didn't came, this was too much, I knocked again.

"Shana? Can you hear me? I'm going to come inside if you won't answer!" I yelled anxiously to get a reaction but in return, I only got chilling silence.

"I'm not even joking right now! Open this door right now!"

Still no answer.

It was enough to send shivers of horrors down my spine, I rushed out of her room, hurriedly grabbing the spare key before rushing back to her bathroom, shoving the key in and turning to unlock the door.

I barged in, blinking my eyes to adjust to dim light, it was cold in there, my gaze stuck to her hand dropping down the bathtub limply, her body unconsciously sprawled into the bathtub.

"Shit., I muttered under my breath, hurrying to her and trying to get her out of the water, I hissed when the chilling cold water made contact with my body, I glanced at temperature to see it adjusted at twelve degrees, her fingertips and lips were a light shade of blue and her heartbeat was too slow.

Not minding my clothes I dipped and carried her up, she was naked and it didn't help me at all, trying to ignore my own problems, I wrapped her shivering body in a towel, her wet hairs drenching my bandages even more.

I exited her room only to come face to face to a horrified Luke, I snarled at him to call a doctor, he fumbled out his phone, hurriedly dialling for one, ignoring him I entered my room, laying her down on the bed and turning the heater on full mode, wrapping her up in all the blankets I could find.

I grabbed my medicine before gulping down two pills to calm myself, I checked her temperature but she was still abnormally cold, I tried to dry her hair to make her warm but no matter how hard I try her temperature wouldn't go up.

Not even fifteen minutes later the doctor came in, I stepped aside worriedly, letting the doctor do his work. He checked her vitals and did some other shit while I was getting anxiously waiting.

"Her temperature isn't going up," I stated before I could stop myself. He replied while adjusting the drip on her hand and settling some prescribed medicines on my nightstand.

"That's because she is close to getting hypothermia Mr king. It looks like she has been in cold exposure for more than three hours, it's impressive that her heartbeat is going on and she didn't get hypothermia but she needs extra care for rest of the day to avoid it from happening, her temp is around 35.4 degrees so you need to take care that she takes these medicines every two hours, I had injected warm intravenous fluids into her veins to warm her blood but still, body warmth will be best. Made sure to feed her once she gains consciousness," he explained and I listened carefully, my heart twisting painfully upon hearing she had been in that cold water for more than three hours, I nodded my head acknowledging his advice.

My gaze diverted to her unconscious body, her lips still blue from cold.

"Is she taking these?" I glanced at the doctor to see him holding up my medicine, I shook my head to his question.

"Then who is?"

"I am." He frowned before checking the pills again.

"Im sorry for being nosy Mr king, but are these prescribed to you?"

No." Yes." I lied smoothly, thanking the doctor for arriving at such short notice, he told me to inform him about her conditions tomorrow again and I nodded in approval. I told Luke to see him out and both of them went away, I closed the door to my room, leaving myself alone with Shana.

I sighed upon seeing the tubes inserted in her wrists and hands, I hesitated a little before removing my sweats leaving myself in my boxers, getting into the bed with her, holding her cold body close to my warm one. Her light snores filling the silent room, I closed my eyes in relief, subconsciously kissing her head when she snuggled closer to seek warmth.

Her body wasn't anywhere near becoming warm. I placed her head on my chest while entangling our legs together and holding her waist nearer, her naked body touching mine.

She was so fragile at the moment that I was afraid her condition would worsen, I kept quiet, letting her sleep peacefully.

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I stared at the clock hitting 10 in the morning, I had already informed Catherine that we both weren't coming in today, hope she handles everything fine and I won't get another blunder upon myself, I glanced at Shana, it was time for her medicine, gently untangling myself from her I discarded her medicines from the drawer, first checking her temperature, it has risen a bit in last two hours, her snores were more relaxed now and not staggered like before.

Pouring some water I got ready to overcome the task of feeding medicine to an unconscious and sleeping Shana.