Louisseena

Chapter 17

Bruce

I woke up when something kicked my head. What the heck was that. “Ummmm… ehhh…nooo... I don't want... ” my mate was stirring in her sleep and twisting her legs.

It was morning already, the sun has risen up. I got up from the floor beside her bed. I guess I must have fallen asleep while resting my head on her bed. I sat next to her looking at her beautiful face. I caressed her smooth cheek and caught a tear rolling down from her eyes. I peer closer more curiously and see that her eyes have puffed up a little and tears were slowly trickling out. 

Oh dear, my baby is having a nightmare. I used my thumb to wipe away her tears with my palm still on her cheeks, giving her reassurance. She jerked a bit as if someone startled her, opening her eyes and took a few blinks. 

** s****l assuault ** 

Lou POV:

I feel so hot. My body’s temperature seems to have risen and I feel the cool air in the nightclub surrounding me. It sent a chill down my spine and I had goosebumps. I felt someone come beside me and place his cold hand on my lap. 

He moved his hand under my skirt and parted my legs. His breath was on my neck and started kissing me. I tried to push him away but it feels like both my hands are not moving at all. His hand goes up the side of my thigh and near my s*x.

He moved my panties aside and rubbed my entrance. It has started to get wet from his massaging. I tried to resist his touch and close my legs shut but same as before, my body isn’t moving. I started to cry as I felt so violated and powerless. I felt a sharp pain in my region as he inserted his finger in.

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The sound of a door burst open could be heard and in my blurred vision caused by my tears, all I could make out was a bald man smashing his fist onto the person who was on me.

Tears were rolling down my face as I jerked a bit and opened my eyes to see clearly. The first thing I saw was an outline of a bald head. My heart was beating very hard and tried to take a few breaths to calm down. Somehow, I calmed down quite quickly and realized it was a dream, a nightmare. I moved my hands trying to get myself to sit up but found out I was holding onto something. The prince’s hand ! s**t, what was I doing in my sleep? I immediately let it go and hid my hand behind the covers, with my eyes wide open staring up at the ceiling like it was an awkward situation. I heard him chuckle. 

I sat up still holding the covers over the front of my body and let out a sigh. I noticed I’m no longer just wearing the outfit from last night. Instead, a big white shirt was over me. It smells heavenly. It feels like a secondary blanket is comforting me. I look up to see Bruce sitting by my side on my bed. I groan as I feel the headache hitting me. I massaged the side of my head with my hand and before I could say a word, Bruce ruffled the hair on my head as he stood up and left.

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Monday came and Elliot was waiting for me at the front of my building as I was on my way to work. Right, I left my phone behind at the club and had no way to contact them.

“Lou are you ok? You left your phone behind and I didn’t know exactly which floor you stay” I could hear a tone of worry in his voice.

I couldn’t tell him where I stayed of course. He’ll find out that I'm staying with the boss ! He’ll think I’m sleeping with the boss ! That’s what human minds think. They couldn’t believe that a male and a female can be just friends while cohabiting. If they knew we are shifters and we have seen our kind getting naked so often, they'd freaked out.

I looked down on the floor and answered him. “ I’m fine… just don’t ever ask me to go clubbing again” I brushed past him and got into the car. I hate myself. I hated that I left the comfort of the prince’s home and allowed myself to be in such a helpless situation.

Even though the prince and I weren’t in any relationship, I just felt a connection. I feel like this house is my safe haven and blame myself for being swayed by others to go somewhere I didn’t even want to go in the first place. Things could have gone so wrong if he didn’t come to my rescue that night.

Bruce said he was winding down after work, drinking, when he spotted me. He said I was easy to spot as the clothes I wore didn’t fit in the place. He casually told me he threw away those clothes and I didn’t even question why. I too would have thrown it away. I didn’t want to be reminded of that night. That helpless feeling.