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Affliction

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Audrey: I had a perfect life until I laid eyes on him and he became my tormentor. When things go wrong I believe my life has ended. He has no love towards me and I will hate him forever.

Damon: I spotted her. I want her. I want to ruin her. She is mine and no one can stop me. I love her.

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Damon
I saw the way he looked at me, full of hatred and fear. There was once a time when I knew those eyes, they were the ones I first fell in love with. It was my rebound to go chasing after them one last time. It drew me to them in every dream and every waking moment. They were the eyes of my first genuine love and now my tormentor. There was no life left in me when I first got captured by him. It was a pain once we were a happily loved couple, and the next moment he became my enemy. He would say to me consistently he had plans for me. And each day as the hours pass, I would get closer to my last breath on earth. It was mostly dark in the locked cell he kept me in. Nothing but true hatred he had for me since the first day we met, though I never knew why. My locked cell became a home to me. There were no windows, only the light above me that he could switch on and off. My only comfort was from the chair I've been adapted to all this time. When it was time for bed he would take me to his bedroom and tie me up. It was complete torture. "Audrey wake up, it's time for you to go back downstairs." He moves me gently, untying the knots of my arm. To tell you the truth, I could barely sleep. I had set an alarm in my head every time he would wake me. Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and think how this can be my life. "Why do you hate me Damon?" I ask. He finished with the knots and walked me out. His eyes darken and a deep frown forms his face, he didnt like what I said as he slammed the door behind me. I noticed then he forgot to blindfold me as I saw the stairs; I took a bolt. I landed on my face with Damon on top of me. "Dont test my patient, Audrey. You will not like the consequences." He forcefully grabbed my arm and led me to my cell. Something was different as there lay a new bed in my locked cell. I also saw a desk with a notebook that looked oddly familiar. There lay in the corner a new wardrobe. Before I asked the question building inside my head, he answered for me. "This will be your new bed and I wont be tying you up anymore. I also have put new things for your liking." He says patting my shoulder. I didnt know I was doing it, but I was somewhat smiling. "Wipe that grin off your face, this wont be for long. Im not always going to be nice." He turns me around and plants a kiss on my forehead. "Get dressed Ill be coming to get you in 20 minutes." And soon hes gone leaving me alone to dwell. Whats gotten into him lately. I walk to the wardrobe, and there were a lot of clothes. Feminine clothes. I grabbed the first clothing that caught my eye. It was a small blue dress. Very elegant and laced on the bottom. I stripped out of my old garments, and suddenly Damon walks in. He comes near me, "You wont be needing any underwear nor a bra. If you wear that dress." When I put on the dress, I imagined I looked beautiful. I havent felt like that in a while. I looked down to my feet, embarrassed. He looks down at me as he pushes a box to me. I look at the box and back at him. I duck down to open the box and there laid new white heels. I put them on and he extended his hand. "Lets go." ✵✵✵ "Luke this is Audrey." Luke was stunning he had broad shoulders and a stern look. He was identical to Damon, frightening and mean. This was my first time meeting someone in a long time. They both exchanged looks and looked at me. "Shes beautiful Damon, can I steal her for a minute?" he asks Damon. Damon shook his head as Luke stretched his hand and encountered with mine. I didnt know what was going on as I had my intentions held high. He led me to the couch and sat me down. "Spread your legs." he demanded. I didnt move an inch as I looked him dead in the eye. What was I supposed to do? I didnt know what was going on. I was getting scared and Damon was nowhere to be found. Luke slapped me in my face instantly. "DIDNT YOU HEAR ME SLUT!" he yells. "SPREAD YOUR LEGS." I cried, moving my legs apart to let him see my view. It all came down to me why he refused me to wear underwear. I would officially get r***d. "Damon get in here." He says. As on cue, I see Damon coming from the corner. I couldnt get my eyes off Damon; he was my comfort zone. I wish he would help me. Why did he have so much hate for me? "She has a bit of an attitude; I dont like her." Luke says to Damon, instantly Damon changes his tone. "Audrey get up." I stand up and freeze there confused. Damon slapped me, sending me to the floor. My face burning from the sensation. "Audrey get up." I get up once again for him to slapped me back to the floor. "Apologize to Luke for your behavior." And slaps me again. This time I didnt wait for him to tell me to stand up. I sobbed louder and I begin to understand his true intentions for me. I would never get away from this torture. "I-Im sor-ry Luk-e it wont happ-en again." I stuttered as my tears got the best of me. "I accept your apology Audrey." He says and continues, "Take off your garments." But this time I didnt hesitate, I stripped off my clothes in front of both of them. Luke looked stricken by my body; his eyes lit like fireworks. "Can I Damon?" He asks eagerly. "You can, but I have to watch." Damon states. Luke shook his head and was headed towards me. He turned my body around, letting my back to face him. He forced my back to arch and my face was on the couch. My ass straight up to his view. He spread my legs farther apart, giving air to my p***y hole. "You are mine today, Audrey." Luke hisses. I shook of fear as I heard his pants fall. In an instant his hard c**k was inside me. Damon turned the corner, moving my head up, inserting his hard c**k in my mouth. My tears starting to come again as they both pounded me fiercely. Luke started pulling my hair, making Damons c**k puncture my throat. And Damon was enjoying himself as he took out his phone to record. This became a daily routine. Luke and Damon abusing me. I never figured out why, but soon I got used to it. Eventually I felt Luke release me, Damon soon after. I was left on the couch drained and drifted off to sleep. *** I wake up in my new bed. Last night was extra to me. What has gotten into Damon lately, hes starting to scare me? One second, Im not able to leave the house and then the next Im meeting someone new. I get up from the bed and realize he didnt tie me up, I walk to my new desk and sit. Looking at the paper and pen in front of me I sit down to write. Dear Diary, I dont know what day it is nor the time or if I should even write but I miss home. I miss my friends. I miss going to school. I dont remember how long Ive been owned by Damon, but I hope things start to "Audrey good morning, I would like to show you something." I look up from my piece of paper and immediately move to get up. Our eyes interlock and he leads the way out of the door. We walk side by side through the corridor. I never saw the walls beyond this point, and I like this new Damon. We finally arrive to what seems like the living room. Theres a fireplace near the left side of me, it seems comforting to sit and watch the flames. Farther to the right lay a couch and a wooden coffee table. Before I could continue exploring, he sits on the couch and shuffles some papers together. What does he plan on doing with me it has been four years since Ive been like this? All of this seems so unfamiliar to me but should be so normal. Is there no hope or faith left in me? Im even starting to forget who I am. "Sweetheart please sit." he shows me to a small bean bag across from him. Not able to process, I stumble through the carpet and fall face down on the floor. He immediately grabs me upright and Im sitting on the beanbag. Oh, my god, Im so clumsy. Why do I have two left feet? "Okay. I would like to discuss some business with you." he says with hopeful eyes. I gulp in response, not knowing whats about to happen. "Ive set up a contract in which you're able to list what you like to do or not. Some boundaries you will like. Ive noticed I have things to change and how I am treating you. And this contact will show your right." He continues and stares at me. A contract? "Here are a list of five ill read to you and the rest you can either sign it or not. Questions?" Damon f*****g Knowles is being nice to me. There is seriously something go on. "No." I say. "Well, I shall continue. 1. Ms. Bates will only be allowed to go with Damon at all costs, not alone. 2. Ms. Bates can go to school but there will be spies watching her. 3. Ms. Bates will sleep in Damons room only. 4. Ms. Bates will be allowed a cell only limited to call Damon. 5. Ms. Bates can roam around freely unless otherwise." I... Dont know what to say anymore. He has changed but why. Even if I agree to these terms, I have been missing for the past 4 years what would people say. How can I even get over this? Nothing will be the same, he will never let me be free. I might as well be in jail. Im honestly scared. What future will I have if Im still here with him? "Audrey, I cant stand to see you like this anymore, Im considering this contract so please sign." I read the contract further, nothing but his statements, and to tell you the truth it's better than nothing. I stop to think, give myself a bit to breathe and grab the pen. He has me right where he wants me to be. Sincerely, Audrey Bates

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