Devil's Prison

Chapter # 20

It's been a week since their marriage and Aurelia always locks herself in the room.

She couldn’t allow herself to confront him, fearing his reaction but yet again, she couldn’t escape from him.

He will clasp her in his vicinity with or without her consent.

And the distance is only testing his patience which broke on Sunday when he was home and she tried to ignore him.

He could no longer allow her to avoid him, his posture broke, replaced with seethe.

“Aure-” He tried calling her but she walked away and he grabbed her wrist harshly.

“How long do you intend to run away?” He growled, pressing her against the wall, towering over to block her way.

“Do you think you can avoid me forever?” He hissed, leaning extremely closer to tangle his breath with hers.

"Did you really?" He whispered, Noticing how her breaths became heavy along with her heartbeats by his one action.

“Leave my wrist.” She whispered, trembling by his vicinity. She prayed to stay strong but he was the master of her frights.

“I won’t. I can touch you however I want.” He smirked, resonance hoarse. His darkly seductive eyes traveled down, contemplating her body.

“Just because you forced me to marry you?” She asked, and was about to turn her head away in dolor but he refrained her by holding her chin.

“No, Love.” He said, locking her wrist besides her head, indulging how she tensed when he invaded her personal space, brushing his lips 9n her cheek.

“Because you are my prisoner.” With a tempting growl, his lips moved and nibbled her earlobe, enunciating.

“You belong to me.”

A shiver traveled to her core, losing her mind and breaths before his fire of possession leaving her vulnerable.

“Leave me, Alphonse.” She managed to breath out, closing her eyes to neglect his touch.

“No.” He said, loving her astounded reaction with a suppressed yet deadly laugh.

"I said, leave-" She tried to rip her skin but it made his urge to cage her to grow profound.

He wanted more of it.

“Resistance will leave marks on your skin but won’t alter anything.” He whispered,his fingers gripped her jaws to stare intently into his eyes forcefully.

“And if you don’t me too rough then you better stop this.” He hissed, scaring her before his sheer dominance.

“What more do you need after stealing everything?” She utterly, losing her strength to fight back, disheartened.

“What have I left anymore, huh? You stole my life away from me.” She asked sorrowfully, closing her eyes to halt this persistence as it only increased her strain and gave him pleasure.

“You forced me to do this, things would have been different if you accepted the splendor I provided you.” He scowled, turning his grip rigid on her arm, furious at her deeds.

“Why would I when I don’t desire it? It was only my job. I have no intention of falling for someone corrupted like you.” She scowled back when some courage miraculously bestowed her, glaring at him.

“But, nothing in the world could change the fact you are my wife now.” He declared proudly, moving his hand upwards and entwining his fingers, to feel the immaculate rhythm.

“And now you share this darkness with me,” He hummed, pulling her closer.

“Burn with me.” His hissed, gripping her hairs to stare deeply into his possessive ones.

Her body quivered by their closeness, narrowing her eyes, hissing back at him.

“I pray for the worst punishment given to you for your crimes.” Her voice broke, not believing she used to endear this ruthless man once in her life.

“Don’t worry, If I drowned.. I will take you along to the depth of hell with me.” He whispered enticingly, pecking her necklace gently before pulling away.

But not leaving their fingers intertwined together eternally to his desires.

“Now, come.” Speaking dominantly, he dragged her with him

“Let me go.” She hissed, trying to resist, refusing to be in the same room as his.

But the beast has decided they will share the same room, the same bed- They will.

“Stop whining.” He growled, throwing her inside the room and kicking it close before approaching her like a predator.

“If you locked this damn door even once, I will take out the f*****g lock.” He hissed, taking a long step towards her but gasping, she moved back, holding the hem of her dress.

“Get on the bed.” He commanded, not in the mood for any refusal.

“I would never sleep with you!” She shouted and tried to run but he gripped her hair, placing their faces lethally closer to steal her breaths.

“I don’t recall providing you options.” He hissed, pushing her down on the bed and throwing his belt away.

“I-” She was about to yell but he slammed his hand on either side of hers.

"Enough!" Hovering over like a hunter, glaring at her with a lethal warning to stay still.

“Stop it before I chain you down and seduce you until you lose your goddamn mind and beg me.” He whispered, infuriated, snaking his one hand to press their bodies together, sharing undesirable warmth.

“You wouldn’t want me driving you to the edge only to pull you back, drive you senseless, do you?” He continued and aware of his zeal for her trembled violently with widened appalled eyes and dried throat, at a loss of words.

"Do you?!" He yelled, scrutinizing her under his sharply fatal gaze.

“No…” She gasped, shutting her eyes to fathom what if he truly complied.

“Then you better lay down quietly.” He snarled, pushing her down on the bed and standing up assertively again.

“I hate you.” She sniffed with tears brimming in her eyes. The realization of how powerless she is in this situation induced wrath she was impotent to show.

“Hmph.” He scoffed, taking off his shirt, revealing his appealingly muscular body, leaving him only in his casual trousers.

“W-What are you doing?” She stuttered, blushing furiously with a mad heart rate, freezing her mind and body.

“What?" He placed his hand on the bedpost, leaning forward, licking his lips seductively.

"Why are you pulling away?” He asked when she crawled, but grabbing her ankle he caged her under him.

“I am your husband…” He whispered, approaching her slowly, very slowly.

“Don't come near.” She quivered, gripping the sheets, curling her toes when he came near.

“You are utterly exquisite.. Like a porcelain doll- My doll.” He declared, his hand probing her skin as his chattel, grip her body wherever he pleases.

“And when you are so near me.” His voice went lower, huskier down to her neck, ensuring her t****l in his body.

“How do you expect me to resist, sweetheart?” He cooed, sucking her neck, pressing his hot body over her tensed body, loving how she arched her back by unwanted euphoria.

“Alphonse, no.” She moaned, turning her head away but it gave him more access to her sweet neck.

“Hmm… Why not?” He hummed, his one hand held her both hands above her head, placing his knee in between to prevent her from closing her leg.

“I can bet I am much better than your lover.” He chuckled darkly, leaving his satisfactory mark on her flawless skin.

“Stay away from me.” She whimpered, trying to resist the effect of his touch, shutting her eyes.

“Ah, don’t squirm away.” He murmured, locking her down as a display of her imprisonment.

“Why..?” She asked as a tear of defeat rolled down her cheek before his utter supremacy and appeal.

“Why are you doing this? Why me?” She asked, slowly opening her eyes to collide with his stern and hungry ones which refused to settle at this point.

He stared into her watery eyes for a prolonged period, amplifying her stress by the lack of response.

"Why?" His deep resonance came after a painful pause. She gulped hard, convulsing when he leaned down closely, brushing his lips over hers, scaring her by his keen actions.

“Because you are the only emotion I have.” He whispered breathlessly, tightening his grip on her skin, refusing to break their intense sync.

“You are mine, Aurelia."

Her heart stopped to espy at his feral desires, stealing her mind, shivering when he continued angrily,

"And If I have to blaze this world to cage you with me, I will.”