Whisky

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Just before my back could touch the bed, my back felt his hand and he pulled me to him. My breasts were touching that person's chest. I was still hyperventilating. I just wish that all of this is a bad dream. It is not happening. I tried to tell myself. I placed my hands on his chest to use some force to separate our bodies but he grabbed both hands of mine in his other hand. And the robe I was holding slipped a little to my sides. He looked down and his eyes darkened.

"Doing all of this you are just making me want you more." He leaned and whispered in my ear as his lips touched my earlobe. My whole body shivered and jerk back. A tear escaped my eye and fell on my cheek. I was looking at him clueless when he said "I have bought breakfast for us. Let's go."Saying that he remove the hand from my back and let me stand on my feet.

My knees felt so weak that I feel like I was falling again but this time he grabbed me from my arm with enough support to save me from falling and start dragging me out of my room. Not knowing where I am going I resist with the strength I still had. But in response, he yanked my arm and his face had the expression like he was disappointed. Like I care.

Man, you are standing in my home. What behavior do you expect? I decided to stop struggling to see where this is going. He dragged me out of the room and took me to my kitchen and pulled the stool for me. There were coffee and bagels. I sat on my stool. He took the other stool and sit on my left side. He was sitting so close and his knee was touching mine.

"I know I am quite thoughtful." he said.

My legs were still shaking and I was still hyperventilating.

"Why are you here?" I tried to say with anger but with my emotions all mixed with fear, my voice was hysterical.

"To have breakfast with you." He said with an utter calm and a smile on his face.

This time I looked at him in his eyes.

"And you WILL leave after that right?"

I found myself saying. I don't want to admit but there was a hope in my voice that he will surely leave. I wanted to believe that.

"I can't promise that" He replied.

And all my hopes vanished into thin air. And tears start forming in my eyes again.

What could he mean by that? What does he want?

"Relax, we will just talk. As I have a very good proposition for you." saying this he starts sipping on his coffee and took a bite of bagel.

"But you need to eat first." He added.

I don't want to eat. I swear I will vomit if I took a single bite.

"I don't want to." I said.

"Behave beautiful! Have some." there was a warning in his voice. Somehow I didn't want to know what he will do if I resist again so I decided to take coffee.

With my shaking hands, I just grab the coffee and try to take the sip. It was not hot. So I hated it more. But then I took three long gulps and looked at him again.

"Now get out of here," I said without shaking. But his face got dark so I hurriedly added. "Please"

"But we need to talk." He said as a matter of fact.

"But I don't want to talk," I replied. At this time I was not shivering anymore but my legs were still feeling weak. I knew if I tried to stand I will fall.

"Fine with me. We can directly go to your bed and have some fun." He whispered the words seductively with lust in his eyes. And I was hating his eyes so much.

"What are you talking about?" I said with shock.

"Look, this is why we need to talk." He replied.

I start struggling with tears in my eyes. Because I don't have any clue what to do. Maybe my eyes gave him the look of what is it because he starts talking again.

And his voice was cringing me and sending the shivers in my spine. I just want him to get out of my house and cry my eyes out.

"I want to f**k you and you can ask for any kind of amount. Whatever you seem fine will be fine with me." He said.

Tears again start falling from my eyes. The way he said it makes me feel like some worthless w***e. No one ever talks to me like that. I was becoming a sobbing mess.

"I *sob* will *sob* never agree to *sob* something like this. Please leave. *sob* I beg you." I tried to say while controlling my tears and sobs but I was failing miserably.

"I think that you should know that this one is the easiest option I am giving to you. And all I want is this that you earn some profit from this deal too." He said while his eyes were roaming over my body. I was still clenching both sides of my rob.

It took me some time to process what was he saying?

"What other options you are talking about?" I asked anxiously.

"You got a family. I can do something very bad with them. Or I can just kidnap you and ground you until you give in. You don't worry about me I can decide from many options." He said calmly.

I start panicking again. How come he knows about my family? How come he knows about my address? How can he know about me so much when he only met me the day before yesterday. I wanted to save my family.

"You know I don't have any good or close terms with my family. So don't even try to blackmail me with their name." I blurted out. In an attempt to save them.

"Ok, So I guess I can just kidnap you." He said with amusement in his face.

"But that's against the law." yes, law. I thought to myself. "And if you didn't leave this instant I will press charges against you." I tried to say with determination. And I was praying for someone to come for my rescue.

"Do you know me?" He asked.

"No" I replied with annoyance.

"Because you won't be saying this if you knew me. I am giving you 24 hrs to say yes. Because....." He stopped to take a bite on the bagel. "I am such a gentleman." He continued with a very deep and scary voice which sent shivers down my spine. And with this, he rose from his stool and was about to get out of the door but stopped."This peephole is here for some reason. Be careful next time." He said pointing at the door. And once he was out of my place I almost run to my door and locked it.

I knew that even if I will be careful in opening this door next time, it can't save me. If that person can go to such lengths to know my address and background just in a day he won't back off easily. I need to leave this place, it was the first thought that came into my mind.

Alex POV

I walk out of her apartment but I could not control the anger that was building in me. How dare she to say no to my offer? Has she ever looked at herself in the mirror? She should be happy that I, Alexander Black took interest in her. I am angry that I can't understand why she was crying like this. Such a drama queen. I was being so nice to her but still, she was crying like I am some bad guy.

I hated the way her eyes held the feeling of disgust for me. No one can look at me like this. But she better say yes to my offer if she doesn't want to be troubled. Man! She is some divorced, she must have experience of the world. Should understand what to do and what not to do. So, I am still hopeful that she will say yes and will not make things complicated any further.

I hopped into my car, started my engine and start thinking about the ways to pass my Sunday.

Jane's POV

3 hours passed since that incident. I was still shocked and feel like he will appear from some corner. I thought about calling cops but I don't even know him. Besides, I opened the door for him by myself. I called the only state agency I know. It was Sunday and no one was picking up the office number.

I remember having some name cards of people related to this business. I tried calling three of them and there was no one who said that I can change places within 24 hours. Everyone advised me to visit them tomorrow for further detail.

Where I should go? I should tell Carol about it. She might give me some advice to get myself out of this situation. With this thought, I get out of my apartment and knocked at her door. Once, twice and God knows how many times to finally realize she was not home. I can do this. I am far more mature than her. I should know how to deal with this. I walked to my apartment thinking harder.

Yes! A motel. I can stay at some motel. No, not a motel. They have security issues quite often. I want something more secure. I tried to Google some best hotels in L.A. I don't care about money right now. Even if this means spending my whole savings. I will stay in that hotel until I am not able to sell this apartment and shift to some new place. It is even far better if I could manage to leave this city. And I should not tell about this to anyone. Telling anyone might risk my safety.

I booked a room in a famous hotel. And start packing some important stuff. I packed a few clothes. My laptop and cell phone.

I wear the same knee length and half sleeve black dress that I decided to wear in the morning for my Sunday prayers but never had a chance to wear it and left the apartment with a small suitcase. When I get out of my apartment building I could not shake out the feeling of being watched.

Never in my life, I was this self-conscious. I looked around and found no one suspicious. I hailed a cab and left for the hotel.

Before coming to the hotel I noticed a very beautiful church building. That church was so beautiful that it was pulling me and it was also not so far from that hotel. I need strength and I knew that I am gonna visit here soon. Like this is the first thing that I wanna do.

Though my parents have a huge share in making us a believer. But they never pushed us hard. My family and I used to attend Sunday mass once in a while. But after my divorce, I fell into the depth of despair. And it was the only thing that gave me strength. Going there and listening that I am not alone and forgotten becomes music to my ear. Somehow I knew that he is watching over me. And even today I believe that only God will help me to get out of this situation soon.

I checked into the hotel around 3 pm. I didn't unpack my suitcase, just grab my handbag and left for the church. The hotel was crazy big. People looked happy while enjoying their vacation. It took me almost 15 mins to leave the hotel. I start walking towards the church. Each step was filling me with some kind of strange peace and confidence. It was like something was telling me that everything is gonna be alright. I will be safe. It took me 20 more mins to get into the church.

At this time I was feeling tired, just like someone who gets home after such a long and tiring day. So, I just want to sit here for a long time. I rested my head on the bench in front of me.

I was sitting there for God knows how long when I heard some loud whisperings. I turned around to see what's really going on.

I saw a guy on his knees with a ring in his hand, in front of a beautiful girl. The guy was proposing the girl. Everyone around them was encouraging the girl to say yes. And that whispering turned into clapping when the girl finally said yes. I wanted to clap for them but could not. Because all I was feeling right now was this hollow in my chest that was eating me alive. I just stared at the couple. Recalling that I had this very same day too but just to see all of the things fell apart in the end.

I stand up from my place and start walking towards the exit. I checked my watch to see that it was around 5:20 pm.

The weather outside was good. So, I was feeling a little bit lighter now. It was nice seeing random people just passing by. It's been two years that I walk out of my home just for the sake of going out. I hate seeing how broken my failed marriage had left me. There was not a single moment in these two years when I could forget that I am divorced and rejected over my husband's mistress because she was impregnated by my husband. The person I always cherished no matter what. The person I accept with all his good and flaws.

I was so tired when I get to my room. I take off my heels, unzipped my dress and let it fall. Room was quite dark but still, I moved to the windows and close the curtains prohibiting the little light coming from outside.

The bed felt so good under my tiring and aching back. Sometimes I really missed having a good bed. I used to buy comforting and expensive things while living with Paul. But after divorce, everything felt unnecessary. Oh, this soft bed. I feel like sinking into it. If someone can have an orgasm just by having a good bed I was having that right now. Ah, At least something good in this whole troubled event.

I was tired but as I suffer from insomnia having a sleep had become trouble now. I think I should stop being stubborn and start taking some medication for this now. My eyes were closed when I turned around but when I open it I saw a man's reflection in the mirror. I wanted to switch on the side lamp but in hurry, I end up launching it on the floor.

I felt the dip on the other side of the bed and finally heard that man says.

"Nice plan though." I knew in the instant that it's him. And he sounds angry. Somehow I can imagine how his face was looking while in anger.

I was afraid but not surprised now. Because my whole day spent in thinking that he will appear from a corner of my eye at any moment. But how? Everything was going great.

My leg started shaking really bad. But my mind was processing really fast for any escape I could find. I wanted to run. I should run. I can call room service. I turned again to reach the land-line. But he might knew what I was trying to do. In a swift move, that evil man had my both hands above my head and I was under him just like some helpless mess. He had this inhuman strength that handling my whole body, tackling my any move was nothing for him.

"You know what you did right? I gave you time to make your mind not to run from me. You cheat first. So, your time is up." He said while gritting his teeth. I know what does this mean. Omg, is he gonna r**e me?

His lips were so close to mine that I knew they will be met if I didn't turn my head to the side. So this is what I did. I could hear him chuckle. And could feel his hot breath on my neck.

I was already undressed just in my panties and bra. So, I could easily feel his dress pants and crispy shirt. Even my bare stomach could feel the metal of his belt. I tried to get free with all I got while my senses were consumed by some manly cologne. In result, he used his whole body weight to pin me to bed. I still tried to wriggle out once, twice and thrice.

He groaned and then a sarcastic laugh escaped his mouth. I knew what was happening. My attempt for struggle was thrusting my crotch to his groin. And he was having fun. So I stopped struggling. But end up crying and sobbing. My whimpers became responsible for my chest banging into his. He seemed to enjoy that too. So, I tried my best to stop whimpering but could not. I feel helpless and knowing there was no escape I knew what I need to do.

"Please let me go. I swear I won't tell anyone." At last, I managed to say with my teary and hoarse voice while he has me pinned on my own bed.

I tried to wriggle out but I was no match to his strength. I wanted to scream help and plead to him more but the lust in his voice and his bulge on my leg was telling me that he won't back off no matter what.

"Shhhh, Don't worry sweety. Nothing will happen without your consent. So, I am giving you one whole minute to just relax and give in." His mouth was so close to mine that his lips almost brushed mine while he said those words.