A Wedding With My Enemy

Chapter 4

Felicity's POV

I didn't know what to make of what just happened...

Joseph had violated me in his office, I thought he was going to f**k me after all that, but he gave me a towel and asked me to meet him outside. My mind was partially blank during the whole process, I hated myself right now.

I got wet the moment he stuck his finger inside of me, I started dropping after I gave him a blow job. I disgust myself right now. I even gulped when I witnessed his d**k, it was the largest thing I've ever held.

Wait, why am I thinking about what could easily be perceived as r**e?

Only it wasn't a r**e attempt, I gave my consent?

What the f**k is happening to me? Why am I constantly thinking about this?

I yanked my hair and bawled out. I held my tears back for far too long.

I tried to stand but my legs were weak. He didn't even f**k me, what is going on?

Was a part of me deep down hoping he'd f**k me? I mean who does what he did and just leaves without finishing the job?

My mind is in pieces right now. I cleaned myself up, put on my clothes, and reapplied my make-up.

I find myself constantly repeating this but truly, there's no going back now...

I took a few deep breaths as I stood in front of the building's exit.

As I stepped outside, I immediately spotted Joseph in front of a Mercedes.

"What? Billionaire Joseph drives his car?"

"Unlike you, I don't care about most of your rich people's traditions, I drive wherever I go. Get in."

He opened the door for me. He acted like a gentleman because we were in public, at least I wouldn't have to worry about facing public humiliation.

We drove off, to our destination - Joseph's home.

Half of the trip, not a word was uttered. He didn't even spare me a glance.

"Pet."

"Yes, sir?" Before I knew it, I'd already programmed my mind to call him whatever title he wanted without feeling the need to barf. Was it because I've swallowed his essence?

"It seems you're finally making peace with your new position."

Just then, my phone rang. It was the hospital. I hastily answered.

The doctor confirmed they received the full payment for my father's treatment. He added that if things go well, he will undergo surgery within the week.

I let out a sigh of relief. For that very brief moment, my mind was at ease. I once again renewed my resolve to persevere through this arrangement from hell as long as I could help my father.

Joseph chuckled. "Your father must have been really good to his precious princess for her to go to this extent for his wellbeing. Consider yourself lucky, you've been living an easy life."

"My life was anything but easy." I didn't hesitate to correct him.

"Oh really? How many sleepless nights have you had because you didn't know whether you'd be eating breakfast the next day? How many times have you worked diligently for a specific goal?"

"You know, just because I was born into a rich family doesn't mean I automatically have an easy life."

"I beg to differ, daddy's princess. Has your father ever raised his hand on you? Did he beat up your mom in front of your eyes?"

I was left speechless, I didn't know anything about Joseph's life. To think he's had such a rough childhood. I couldn't help but feel guilty once again for doing all those terrible things to him. Maybe I do deserve to be his plaything.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"I don't want your pity, plus I'm sure as hell you knowing about my past wouldn't have changed a thing."

He wasn't wrong, the me from my college days didn't care about other people, and I was self-centered.

"I'll admit, you're not wrong, I may not have had it as rough as you, but at the very least you knew your mother. Mine died giving birth to me."

For a moment, Joseph gave me a look of concern.

"Sorry..."

"Thank you."

"That still won't change what I have in store for you, we've arrived."

Joseph's mansion was an absolute wonder to behold.

I've seen my share of expensive luxuries, but I had to admit, it was truly a majestic sight. The grandeur of the estate was undeniable; its sheer size loomed impressively over the landscape, commanding attention from everyone, be it rich or poor. My dad's mansion looks mediocre. The architectural marvel boasted walls constructed from exquisite marble, their polished surfaces reflecting the sun's rays with a captivating shimmer.

The garden was a verdant oasis that added to the estate's charm. The manicured lawns stretched out in perfect symmetry, punctuated by a vibrant array of flowers in every hue imaginable. The fragrance of blossoms lingered in the air, mingling with the soft babble of a centrally placed fountain, its waters glistening under the sun's gentle caress.

The tranquil ambiance of the garden offered a serene escape from the bustling world beyond the estate's borders.

We were greeted by the servants as we exited the car. The garage had dozens of cars ranging from sports cars to luxurious cars like the Mercedes.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy. Did he achieve all of this in less than a decade? He truly is gifted.

"Follow me."

I trailed silently behind the man who was now my owner.

The interior design was just as marvelous as the exterior. It was the perfect modern interior unlike our orthodox mansion, not that I was complaining.

Our destination was surprisingly the dining. I sat across Joseph with a puzzled look. Joseph smirked.

"Trust me, you must eat your fill before we proceed."

Served on the table were several delicacies. I was famished as I hadn't eaten since breakfast, even the breakfast I had was light. I was too worried about my father.

"Don't get me wrong, it's only right that the master keeps his pet healthy. Else how would you serve me well?"

I complied and ate my fill. For some reason, I wasn't hesitant to eat. After all, this will be my home from now on for the next two years.

After lunch. Joseph called for all the servants.

"You've all done a good job for me as of late, take the rest of the day off. I don't want to see another soul here in 10."

As if it was a magic trick, the servants scattered and before I knew it, we were the only ones in the mansion.

My heart skipped a bit. I already knew what was going to happen next, but I was afraid. Not afraid that it would happen, but afraid that I liked it. I kept thinking about what happened in the office earlier.

Joseph led me to his bedroom. He pointed at the closet. Take a shower, and choose a nice dress. You have 30 minutes.

I nodded silently and proceeded to carry out his orders. I moved with haste, was I looking forward to this? No, it can't be. I'm not a slut!

I finished taking my shower and my mind was already drifting towards what to wear for the master.

I opened the closet, I couldn't believe it had more clothes than the one at home. I wondered if he had other women coming here or if he was just prepared.

"Well?" Joseph didn't hesitate to remind me that he was in the room. Does he plan on watching me dress? I didn't pay heed to him as I dropped my towel. This time, I was devoid of any awkward feelings. He's already seen me naked.

I didn't bother wearing underwear as I figured he'd just be ripping everything off once I dressed. Honestly, this man has the strangest kinks and I'm afraid it's affecting me slowly. I'm not supposed to be enjoying this.

I reached for the elegant allure of a black dress. Its flowing silhouette and delicate floral embroidery added a touch of sophistication, making it the perfect choice for various occasions.

"Good, black is my favorite." Said Joseph as I rolled my eyes.

"Now what?"

Joseph walked up to me. We leaned closer until our breaths connected.

"Now," He said, his voice dripping with lust as he scanned me. "We finish where we left off. Get on your knees." He instructed.

I slowly got down. Joseph placed a blindfold around my eyes and a gag around my mouth. I felt him grip my neck and place the leash around the collar.

“Come with me.” I was on my hands and knees, following the pull of the leash like an animal. He guided me around the room and sat me on a chair.

I felt him raise my dress. He tied me tightly around the chair with my hands behind my back, and my legs spread open. I had no idea what was in store.

The next thing I felt was his tongue, I winced as he feasted on my v****a, it was so warm and good I regretted letting out a moan through the gag in my mouth.

"Don't fight it." He whispered as he ripped apart the dress I had just worn. Who does that anyway?

I was ecstatic, I craved his touch, and I wanted him to claim me. I hated that feeling. I hated him, yet I wanted him.

Joseph's hands wove through my body. He caressed every corner driving me further into madness. The fact that I couldn't see him made me sensitive to every touch.

"Being blinded heightens the body's other senses, a mere touch right now is enough to make you dripping wet. I won't stop until you beg me."

He tugged the gag out of my mouth, untied me from the chair and pushed me down on the bed. I was getting breathless, my heart racing even faster.

Joseph grabbed my breasts, I moaned the loudest yet as he pinched and played with my n*****s.

"They are really natural." He whispered before sucking on one of them. I rubbed my legs together.

"You're already this wet? Can you hold on?"

I was reaching my breaking point, I wanted him so bad, I wanted him to pull out his 8-inch and devour me.

"P-lea-se" Breathless, I stammered barely able to speak.

"Please what?" Joseph stuck his fingers inside of me. I arched my back while grasping the bedsheets.

"Please." Tears of pleasure filled my eyes.

"Say it."

"Please, master f**k me! Please!”