SEA'S BRIDE (PHILMYTHO ROMANCE II)

CHAPTER 3

I’m now torn between two things:

One, sleeping in conscience and regrets if I don’t remove this luxury dress I’m currently wearing, or two, swallowing my pride and just wear this sexy chemise and matching panty in blue curacao set, that has lace feature insert and adjustable spaghetti straps. What’s more, is that it’s one of those luxury paper bags with a Cosabella label.

I have never worn anything closer to this style before. Thalia and most especially Divina would definitely nail it wearing this, but not for me. Even my friend, Gab, would certainly puke had he seen me wearing this. My friends have been witnesses to how conservative I am. I would not mind wearing pajamas at the beach regardless if the rest of the world are wearing two-piece bikinis and could be laughing at me.

Such reserve resulted later in me being branded as the only member of our squad who never had a boyfriend since birth, and sooner or later I’ll have to start chasing after my biological calendar. I used to go alongside Thalia in this hurdle, but lucky for her she was destined to a beast since birth. Now, she’s living the happily ever after.

My long while of contemplation ended up surrendering to the blue chemise as I can’t bear sleeping with the luxury dress on me. After removing my make-up and brushing my teeth, I finally settled to bed and get some good sleep.

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I was forced to open my eyes again and embrace the darkness around me after hearing a loud bang which is not that far from where I am. The sound made it hard for me to distinguish what could it be. It’s like a door being slammed. But my wonder focused on where is the source since the sound is so close yet there isn’t any door close at the main hall except for the room where I am now.

My curiosity is bugging me so much and that it forcibly triggered my courage to check whatever it is. I decided to press on the beeper beside my bed first but no Leandro ever appeared on my doorstep. Talk about being here in an instant once I press this button was just pretty much touché to my ears, but nothing more than just a c**k and bull story. Another loud bang echoed once more and this made me eager to know what’s really going on.

Before I left the room, I still managed to grab a porcelain pouring vase from the dresser. For my own safety, I just had to pick it up just to be sure. Chill has rapidly embraced me the moment I left the room that I certainly thought about going back and locking myself in. But my feet being so stubborn, still went down the stairs despite the tremor I’m currently feeling.

All the lights were dim making the whole place’s vibrancy turned entirely reduced and a bit dark. Yet regardless of all sort, I still had the urgency to keep my feet forward as I noticed the bright light coming from the dining hall.

“Leandro?” I called out, hoping it’s just Leandro but I heard no answer coming from the dining area. Placing my nosiness to a higher level, I drew myself closer and called out for him again, “Leandro, is that you?” I tried once more and still, I haven’t heard of him.

With that, I breathed and mustered all the remaining courage I have left. Never minding whatever awaits me, I attempted to walk towards the corridor leading to the dining hall. But before I could even take another step inside, a person’s silhouette swiftly came outside. The adrenaline rush surge within me after seeing the approaching silhouette. Shockingly my feet weren’t responding to my brain’s command to move. It’s as if they were pinned on the floor. This left me no other choice but to just use the vase in my hands.

As the Silhouette draw closer and closer, I prepared myself for my counterattack as well had it attempt to jump on me. My composure is quite manageable not until I finally saw a man’s figure heading towards me. His face is hardly recognizable. I could barely visualize it due to the contradictory light beyond him that hinders me. I grip tightly on the vase and quickly beat him instantly before his reach could even land on my skin—never minding if that course of action could actually take the person’s life.

I heard the vase shattered into pieces as it hit his bicep but despite that, the man remains standing before me. And before I knew it, he instantly grips tightly on my right wrist and pulled me towards him. I sensed him pressing his nose beside my right ears and slowly acting to lower down my nape. Before it even happens, I was able to manage to push him off me. And run for my brisk escape.

Too bad that it was also a wrong move since pushing him forcibly away from my stand just had me got out of balance as well. Since I don’t want to fall forward on top of him, I was grateful enough to manage sitting instead. Our fall created an even louder sound as the man drags some glasses types of noises surrounding us when he fell backward.

It seems like the noises have alerted the whole mansion since all the lights beamed quickly in their full brightness. And swift enough, Leandro is already standing beside us as he bows down in a hundred eighty degrees manner.

“Leandro come quick! I caught a burglar here!” I reported to him but to my dismay, Leandro just raised his head and said, “You have arrived, Master.” Leandro said, addressing the man while one of his hands pledges on his right chest.

Did I just hear it right? Did he call this burglar his master?

This man beneath me chuckled. His voice sounded enthralling yet I struggled to keep up around my senses. I was just shocked then again when he answered Leandro saying, “Of course, I can’t let a woman wait for too long. Look, this one has become too aggressive in my long absence that she had jump over me to press her hirsute bean on my prick.”

My jaw sank open. How rude and perverted this man can be. I had a quick gaze down below my chin and I’m embarrassed by my blue undies—which have been exposed caused by my sudden landing—that is now pressed on his prick’s surface. Though it’s shielded by the thick jeans, I could sense something is hard beneath it, and this made me more mortified.

This quickly made my face turn red blood. It forced my hands with so much pressure that I wasn’t able to hold myself back from granting him the unforgettable slap for his rude words.

“Master!” I heard Leandro called out for his boss rather than helping me.

Of course, he is his servant. Why would Leandro even bother to protect me from this man? He would care less even If this man harassed me or what.

My slap made his face skewed with force to face his left side. His long hair nearly covered half the portion of his face. There came a moment of silence before he groans to sit up and clasps his big hands onto my biceps that startled me.

“Woman, how dare you raise your hand on me?” he whispered directly towards my face that I have inhaled his noticeable alcohol breath.

His husky whispering voice lingered in my ears that it left me speechless to answer. I had to swiftly withdraw and look away towards the ground which helped a lot.

Suddenly, He slides his hand through the side of my neck and latches his hand around my nape, and the next thing I knew, I was overpowered by how strong his hand in tilting my head back to look up directly in his eyes again. His oceanic-blue pair of eyes immobilized me as this brace rapidly melts me too quickly; that I have completely forgotten my agony.

“This should make you learn not to try provoking me again.” His warning totally sounded more of a threat. I was totally succumbing to the agony as I keep on pondering what he meant about it when he pushes me behind under duress, making him now on top of me. His lengthy-wavy black hair extends long enough to gently brush the surface of my cheeks as his oceanic blue was intensely glued on me.

His movement tells me that I should not remain under him for too long. And so, I began struggling to escape from his restrain and free myself, but his strength is so strong that I could not even move a muscle to go against him. When I look towards Leandro for help, I was so disappointed to see him turn his back on me.

Did he intend to allow his master to molest me while he stands there as a witness of this mortification?

“Let go of me!” I protested while still struggling with this drunkard debauchee.

My astonishment got the rest of me numb as he held both my wrist in one hand above my head. It’s no use. I don’t have enough strength to fight him back. There’s nothing that I could do now as this man tries to execute his motive on me. And though I began to sob, he hushed my lips by placing his index, “Shhh…What’s wrong? Didn’t you want my attention, that’s why you dared to hit me?” he told me in an above the whisper tune. What he said was so full of sarcasm but the power of his allure is too evident that getting back on my senses from time to time is quite the struggle to win back.

“No! It’s not like that!” I dissented. He’s getting the wrong idea here.

“Well, you successfully have my full attention now. But look, isn’t it great that apart from me, you have also lured my butler’s attention as well?”

“You don’t get it. Stop this! Let go of me!”

“Why would I? Isn’t it fun if we’ll do it while my butler watches us?”

Wait? What does he mean watches us? I wasn’t expecting that he will actually make Leandro watch us as he forces himself on me. His hand was still pinning me on the floor when he said, “Leandro, I want you to look at us, and make sure not to miss out any single moment as I penetrate this impetuous woman.”

With my very own eyes, Leandro obliged him as he looks back and stares directly at us. This got me even more furious that’s why I tried struggling once more as I can’t help telling this drunkard, “Are you that insane? You are such a dipsomaniac pervert! I am so disgusted on—” and before I could continue what am I supposed to say. He cupped my chin so swiftly, as he leans over his face forward to seize my mouth and shut it with his moist lips.

My eyes grew bigger with tremor as his tongue glide inside my mouth clinging with my tongue as well. The impulse sent so much throbbing in my chest. I can’t believe my first kiss would be stolen by this bastard! And much worst, I can’t even struggle free to fight him back. I’m completely hopeless. His tongue was so warm and the after taste of whatever bourbon drink he had left my tongue an awful taste.

And then, I suddenly feel how his rough hand glides so slowly between my legs and this action brought me shivers beyond compare. I moan for air as I don’t know how long I could hold on having his filthy mouth on me. And then his lips finally withdraw from mine. This time, I took the chance to tilt my head away from his gaze as I close my eyes and cry before he could go back capturing my lips once more. Yet, he rested his face an inch closer to mine that I could actually feel his breathing on my skin. “This chemise turns me on.” He even said looking down from my clavicle line down to my cleavage that has been shallowly covered by the dark blue lace inserts.

I prayed hard that I could have enough strength to struggle free before he could even go further with his plan. But after all my sincere prayers, I finally lost the will to struggle with my last plea, “I beg you, don’t do this to me. Please don’t touch me further, Sir.” Humiliating as it may sound but I beg him to release me as tears run down from the corners of my eyes.

And then all of a sudden, his hand stops midway between my legs before it could even reach my front bottom. Then his other hand loosens the grip and releases my two hands above my head, freeing me. Soon as I got my freedom back, I manage to sit up quickly and tuck my knees in as I huddle myself and bury my head in a silent cry.

He rose up back on his feet. And then I heard him heave a sigh before he placed his hand at the top of my head saying, “Go back to your room, you have ruined my mood.” And then he left towards the other door. When he’s nowhere around, I vent out all my emotions and cried my heart out. If this is what I am going to experience here then perhaps it’s true, I’m no less than different from being a captive after all.

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