Dark Chemistry

Chapter-9

"The devil made me do it, but I liked it

Did it twice just to be sure I spiced it"



Natalia's POV:

It had been five days since I last saw Nicolas, drunk and mad. My daily routine was the same in these two days; waking up late in the morning, freshening up, having breakfast alone, finding opportunities to escape though it was impossible, attending lunch alone, sleeping, eating dinner alone, and then sleeping again.

A female doctor named Amelie came to check up on me and removed my bandage today. My bruises started to fade away but they were still hurting so Amelie told me to take those pills a few more days.

She warned me not to fight with Nicolas because it was an internal injury. If my head got hurt like this one or two times more, I would be in a coma. She also told me to obey him because my parents were on his hostage and he could harm them anytime he wanted to. I asked her where they were but she didn't answer any of my questions.

Roaming around the house and sleeping hours after hours had become my main job. The maids were pretty mute whenever I asked them about my family and Nicolas's work stuff. Every night, after sobbing and crying until my eyes gave up, I fell asleep.

I couldn't understand why he was keeping me like this and what he was going to do with me. It was like a useless, unreasonable, and stupid obsession.

I took a deep breath and leaned against the balcony railing. The sun had almost begun to set, casting a reddish glow over the estate and deep woods as if it were a miraculous painting.

Feeling thirsty, I got downstairs and was surprised to meet a sobber Nicolas and his three friends; Victor, John, and Steph. They were discussing something but when they saw me entering the kitchen, they stopped and looked at me blankly.

"Hi, Natalia. How are you?" Steph asked with a small smile.

"Fine. Thank you." I said calmly.

"I'm Stephen." He smiled again as he tried to talk to me but I just ignored him and gave him a small nod.

I looked at John and Victor who were looking at me and smirking. I frowned in annoyance and took a water bottle from the refrigerator, sipping on it I glanced at Nicolas from the corner of my eyes who was watching my every single move intensely.

"Come here, Natalia." He suddenly uttered in a cold tone that made me flinch.

"W-why?"

I honestly didn't want to beat up in front of his scary-looking tattooed friends but my mouth wasn't listening to my mind.

He glared at me in anger and annoyance as if he was gonna beat me right then and there. I quickly put down the water bottle on the kitchen counter and walked toward him. When I reached in front of him, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me so I sat on his lap emphatically.

"Don't make me angry, Tesoro. You know the consequences won't be pleasurable." He whispered in my ear while his hands tightened around my waist.

I looked at his friends but they were chatting in a different language which I assumed was Italian and didn't pay any attention to us.

A few minutes later Anna and Lucy served us dinner. Nicolas took pasta, sandwiches, and grilled butter chicken on his plate and held a spoonful of pasta in front of my mouth.

I was surprised and embarrassed understanding that he wanted to feed me in front of his friends and maids. Where was this coming from anyway? One second he was acting like the most careful man in the world and another second he was showing his real monster.

"Take it in your little mouth before I shove my d**k inside it, laying you on this table in front of my men and maids." He vented in a stern tone that embarrassed me more and my cheeks heated up.

Luckily their friends were busy with blabbering and didn't pay attention to us as we never existed among them. I opened my mouth and he pushed the spoon in my mouth. Then he filled the spoon again and shoved it in his mouth.

We ate like this and when his friends turned to us, they smirked and threw some irritating comments except Stephen. He seemed very calm and quiet but he was staying with them which means he was also a monster like all of them.

After dinner, Anna gave me my pills and I washed them down with water. I went upstairs and after freshening up I laid down on the bed. The men were still blabbering and talking about businesses which I wanted to hear but Nicolas ordered me to go to the bedroom.

Half an hour later, the bedroom door opened slowly. I knew who it was so I pretended to be sleeping. When I heard the bathroom door closed, I sighed in relief. I thought he would go back with his friends so I put on only a loose shirt which I found in the closet and lacy red panties.

When the bathroom door opened, I quickly covered myself with the blanket. A few minutes later, Nicolas lay beside me under the blanket and pulled me onto his chest.

"What are you doing, Nicolas?" I said so calmly because he's the last person I would love to mess up with.

"Say my name again, Natalia." He said huskily and started kissing my neck from behind.

"Stop it. Leave me alone, please."

"Say my name again."

"No! Let me go!" I tried to be free from his tattooed arm which hardened around my waist.

But when he pushed his whole body on my back I realized he was naked and his hard erection was pressed against my butt cheeks. Heat and embarrassment started engulfing me as well as giving me butterflies in my stomach when I realized how big he was.

Suddenly he grabbed my neck with one hand and squeezed it tightly. The air supply of my lungs stopped and I started thrashing and struggling in his tight hold.

"Say my name, kitten. I don't like to repeat but you already made me thrice." He hissed.

"N-Nicolas, I-I can't b-breathe." I choked out.

He smirked and released me swiftly. I opened my mouth and started devouring air greedily like an asthma patient. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I started rubbing my sore neck. I wanted to go home. He'd kill me one day if he kept hitting me like this.

"Shh.. baby. It's nothing. I'll make you feel good."

He climbed up on me and before I could do anything, he pressed his lips on mine. For a few moments, I stopped breathing and everything around me stopped. My psychopath kidnapper and torturer stole my first kiss, I couldn't believe it.

I pushed him harder but he pressed his body on me and kissed me roughly. I didn't know what to do as his kiss became rougher. A small moan escaped from my lips unknowingly and he took this opportunity to push his tongue inside me.

My whole body ignited with a sinful forbidden desire as he started kissing me more passionately and roaming his skillful hands all over my body.

My hands and legs became numb, butterflies flattered in my stomach and the desire was increasing more and more between my legs. Though I wanted him to stop but I couldn't, I couldn't think straight when he squeezed my t**s and his erection pressed between my legs. I felt like I would pass out.

I gasped loudly when he tore the shirt apart from my body as if it were nothing but tissue paper, without breaking the kiss. He moaned when he realized I wasn't wearing any bra. He pinched and rubbed my erect n*****s and grinded his erection on my dripping core that was barely covered.

"f**k, tesoro! You're so wet for me." He mumbled between kisses.

A fiery urge built inside my body that made me rub my p***y against his erection though I knew I was playing with fire.

When he broke the kiss, we both were panting. He started kissing and sucking my neck and trailing down kisses on my chest. He took my left n****e in his mouth and started sucking, nibbling and licking it.

He ripped off my panties and stroked my wet core with his large cold fingers at the same time.

"Look at you. How wet you are just for me. You like it when I touch you. Though you try hard to hide it, you can't hide it from me." He smirked and mumbled between my breasts.

"I don't like your touch." I hissed.

"Oh yeah, so stubborn."

He then took another n****e and gave it the same treatment.

"Ahh―Nicolas!" I screamed and arched back when he pushed another finger inside my wet core.

"f**k, you're so tight." He groaned.

"I told you I'd make you scream by my name and look now you're doing exactly what I said." He smirked and rubbed his thumb on my c**t.

"f**k you! You're manipulating me!"

"Okay, then I won't." He smirked.

I was about to c*m, when he removed his hand from my p***y and I cried out in frustration.

"Why did you do that?!" I cried out.

"Did I frustrate you, bambina?" He smirked and leaned back.

"You asshole! I hate you!" I punched his chest but luckily he didn't hit me this time, just chuckled.

His tattooed body was fully visible to my sight for the first time. His left arm was carved with symbols and shapes and the right arm was totally clear, not a single tattoo was visible.

The most beautiful art was a Greek mythological dragon's head on his left chest that trailed down on the left arm then mixed with other tattoos, and a black rose just between the joint of his neck and shoulder. A shiny gold chain was hanging on his chest that made him look more sexy and delicious.

It hurts to look at this marvelous man who is rotten and dangerous from the inside and kidnapped me and then tortured me every day.

"Like what you see baby?" He smirked devilishly and leaned forward.

He again started rubbing my c**t as he was looking into my eyes with pure lust and desire.

"Please." I cried out when he removed his hand again.

"Please what?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I f*****g hate you!" I grabbed his chain and yanked him forward.

As soon as I said that, he gave me a sinister smirk started kissing me hungrily, and rubbed his huge erection on my dripping core. I moaned and kissed him back.

I thought if I satisfied his desire, he would let go of me and my family. I knew he would claim my body in either way, whether threatening to kill my family or r**e me.

Before I could stop him or protest, he slummed half of his huge erection inside me which made me scream in pain. I didn't want it. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I looked at his mesmerizing blue eyes which were blazing with incomprehensible desire.

"Shh.. it'll be fine." He planted soft kisses all over my face.

A few moments later he starts moving in and out. I hissed but that pain faded away slowly and turned into intoxicating pleasure. Then one hard thrust he pushed his large full length inside me that hit my cervix. I breathlessly cried out in pain and dug my nails on his back.

His thrust became rougher and more rapid. He kissed and bite my neck roughly and f****d me so hard as I screamed in pain and pleasure. His grip on my waist tightened as his nails dug into my flesh.

"f**k! You're mine, Natalia! Only mine!" He growled and his thrusts became wilder.

"I'll kill every mother fucker if they dare to take you from me!"

His thrusts became unbearable and so rough.

I couldn't calculate what was happening inside me. I was so engrossed by the sinful pleasure. His every thrust was sending electric shock in my veins. This feeling was so foreign but addictive. Even my brain couldn't think straight, it was also possessed by his sinful touches and dirty talks.

"f**k! You feel so so f*****g good!" His muscles stiffened as he was close.

My core clenched around him.

"c*m for me, baby. Yeah!" He was slamming into me mercilessly.

My back arched as I came harder, coating him as he released inside me.

We both were panting and sweating badly. His mouth came lower and planted soft kisses all over my face, neck, and chest. Then he got up and walked inside the bathroom.

Tears rolled down incessantly from my eyes thinking that this psychopath kidnapper took my virginity. I wanted my first time with a careful and loving man whom I would love and marry. But I just lost it to save my family and myself so that this monster let us alive. I curled up under the blanket and cried hard until someone knocked on the door.

Luckily Nicolas came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped and opened the door. I had no energy to get up and open the door.

"Someone attacked the Cimitero. We've to go right now." I heard someone's urgent voice.

I raised my head and saw it was Victor. He c****d his head and gave me a sly smirk that killed me in embarrassment. So they were in the house and I was sure they heard me screaming and moaning shamelessly.

"Give me five minutes and wait in the car."

Nicolas vanished in the closet and a few minutes later came out all in black. He was looking so handsome and dashing.

He caught me staring and walked toward me.

"I know you'll submit yourself very soon." He smirked.

"In your dreams. You can claim my body forcefully but you never can claim my heart and my soul." I laughed like a mad woman.

"I didn't force you. But I'll definitely claim your heart and soul. Everything will be mine." He frowned.

"Yes, you did force me. If I stopped you, you would definitely hit me. And I will never submit myself to you." I said angrily.

He looked at me blankly for a few moments then laughed as if it was a joke.

"We'll think about it later. Don't open the door unless it's me or the men. Now sleep and try not to wake up until morning." He leaned forward and kissed my head.

"When will you be back?"

"In the morning." He said shortly and went away.

For some reason a small part of me missed him. But I slapped that small part and reminded it what he did to my family. I felt so dirty and lonely. At last, this monster won but I had no choice. I gave him what he wanted because I didn't want my family dead and I didn't want to be tortured every day.

I screamed and cried for half an hour because I knew I was weak and pathetic. I wanted to get back to my old life. I missed my best friends and my family. My little brother Ellerie, I didn't know how he was and what he was doing right then. I knew what he had seen in front of his eyes would be a trauma in his life.

"Oh my poor baby brother, you've seen so many bad things just for me. I shouldn't have gone to that sinful club." I sobbed.

I got up from bed crying and sobbing but I regretted the decision because the pain between my legs was unbearable so I slammed on the bed again.

"f**k you, Nicolas! I f*****g hate you! You son of a mother f*****g b***h!" I hissed and cursed loudly.

My mouth became so filthy nowadays because of that filthy son of a b***h.

I slowly got up from the bed because I needed to freshen up. The bedsheet was smeared with blood and semen. I sighed and walked into the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water.

After taking a relaxing warm shower and putting on a loose shirt and leggings from the closet, I came back to the bedroom and saw it was past twelve.

I felt so hungry so I moved downstairs to the kitchen. I looked outside but surprisingly the whole estate was empty. I took a juice from the refrigerator and opened the main door. To my utter surprise, the main gate was opened ajar and no guards seemed to guard the area.

Then my brain recalled Victor saying they had an attack on the Cimitero.

Wait, that means I'm still in my town.

Now it's time to run, Natalia.