My boss's crazy obsession

Chapter 4 (You are mine, Helena Prissia!)

A while ago, Casper left my room. However, when he returned, there was something strange about his appearance. He had a mask on his face that covered his eyes and nose, making me curious and a little wary of what was going on out there.

The night became even more tense when the greeting I heard was not a voice I recognized. "Good night, baby!" he greeted me in a different tone than the Casper I was used to. My heartbeat quickened.

"You ... who are you? You're not Casper, get away from me, get away!" I shouted while backing away slowly. Frantically, I picked up the pillow beside me and threw it at the mysterious man, to make him stop approaching.

"No, dear. What do you expect, your lover coming here? Of course I won't let him, if that man wants to take what is rightfully mine." The masked man said coldly, making me quickly pull up the blanket, covering the lower part of my body that was wearing nothing.

That voice? It seemed like I had heard that heavy voice before, but I forgot when and where I heard it.

"Please, please don't do this! I don't recognize you, please!" I continued to plead fearfully, I pressed my body against the headboard of my bed, with my knees hugged tightly. I cried hysterically, as the man pulled my body closer to his.

The man narrowed the distance between us, with me under his embrace. His piercing blue eyes looked directly into mine.

"You, only mine, Helena Prissia!" his tone was firm, full of ownership.

My heartbeat increases sharply, remembering our last moment; the same blue color of his eyes when we met at the nightclub, the moment his lips came close to mine and I unconsciously slapped him for being too bold.

The man above me threw me a smile, cynical yet seductive. "Do you remember who I am, baby?" his voice penetrated, leaving echoes of fear in my ears. My breath trembled, my heartbeat racing. Cold sweat poured out as I realized that this room, which originally exuded a romantic scent, now felt like a cage.

"I decorated this room as beautifully as possible," the man said, "not to see you with another man, but for me to enjoy myself," he continued, his voice deepening, filled with dark hatred and obsession.

"Is this my fault? Why did I attract a dangerous person like him?" asked my mind that was starting to be overwhelmed with fear.

I felt trapped in a terrible circle of obsession from a crazy man who wanted me. I had to quickly find a way to escape this trap.

"There is no escape from me, dear. I'm a dark shadow that will follow you anywhere!" the man said, startling me. I wondered how he knew that I had a plan to escape from him.

In slow motion, his hand pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket. Without giving me a chance to struggle, he locked my hands together with cold metal. I tried to struggle, but my efforts were in vain.

"Please, don't do this, you're crazy!" I screamed, my voice trembling amidst the growing fear.

"Your fault, dear," he said with a sardonic smile. "You're the one who made me lose my mind."

Then, he slowly removed the mask that covered his face. Immediately, my breath seemed to stop. My eyes widened, unable to believe what I was seeing. In front of me was a man with an almost perfect face. His facial features were perfect; a sharp nose, strong jaw, thick eyebrows, framing his piercing eyes. For a moment, I was mesmerized.

However, the harsh reality quickly pulled me back. Although he was handsome, he was still someone dangerous. I should stay away, as far away from him as possible.

The man said in a flat voice that held back excitement, "Want to get to know me in person, hm? Let's do it while I f*ck you." I could see the fierce light in his eyes, a sign of unstoppable desire. Fear overwhelmed me, my heart racing uncontrollably

as she held my cuffed hands above my head.

She then began to place gentle kisses on my neck, one after the other, as if each of her touches made a demand on me. As he pulled back the covers, his eyes fell on my lady parts with the gaze of a treasure finder, leaving a deep and open shame in my heart.

"Don't... please, don't touch me! I'm engaged," I hissed softly, hoping my words would make him stop his bad intentions.

"Engaged? That's just a status, it can change at any time," he said with a chuckle, his voice sounding sinister in my ears. "I, Orion Dante, will never let go of my target," he continued, his voice low and dangerous.

"Marrying her is impossible, but, marrying her dead soul, you might be able to, darling," the man whispered, his words like knives stabbing into my heart.

My eyes widened in fear, my breath hitched. I fought back, trying to kick him, but his strength defeated my efforts. Orion just looked at me with a haunting smile, as if to emphasize that he had complete control over this situation.

"Feel and enjoy, baby!"

I could feel my heartbeat speeding up as Orion grabbed my hips roughly. His other hand pressed down on my head until I felt my face pressed into the bed. I could hear his heavy breathing behind me, signaling how satisfied he was with the sight he was seeing.

"You're so sexy like this, baby!" said Orion in a husky voice.

Without warning, his hand landed firmly on my ass, making me wince at the stinging sensation that began to spread across the surface of my skin. The sound of the slap echoed throughout the room, accompanied by a small sigh escaping my lips.

"Let go of me... I don't want to do it," I said, my voice caught in my throat.

"Don't want to do it, hm? Don't you really want to do it with your lover, Helena! Begging me, won't do any good. Because I'll never let you go, after you've been driving me crazy lately. You only belong to me, trying to run away from me, it will drive me crazy," she said, making me feel very frustrated now.

"Like I said, enjoy it and feel it!"

I clung tightly to the white sheets wrapped around the soft bed in my dimly lit room. My breathing was ragged, my heart pounding as if it wanted to jump out, as Orion with burning determination continued to push his burly manhood, trying to penetrate my previously untouched womanhood.

Although I didn't see his manhood directly, I could feel how long and large it was. I could tell from the lips of my womanhood that felt like they were going to rip.

"Damn, this is so tight, Helena!" complained Orion, his voice hoarse with frustration. His efforts were getting more and more persistent, but each thrust only made me curl up more and more. I could even feel Orion's sweat starting to drip down my body beneath him, adding to the complex sensation of heat and cold.

I closed my eyes tightly, trying to dampen the sensations that were invading all my nerves. Orion, with increasingly ragged breathing, did not give up, he continued to try as if to conquer a challenge he had never faced so intensely.

"Arghh, it hurts..." I cried out freely as Orion-the man who revealed himself-drove into my womanly core with his dominating manhood.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as the man turned me over, to look at my face, I could even see his handsome face, covered in sweat that soaked his strained face. That man looked so charming despite his misfortune.

"Relax, baby," he whispered as his strong hands released the cuffs on my wrists.

When the cuffs came off, his hands again took hold of my wrists, lifting them above my head. He then kissed my lips, the kiss on my lips deepening, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth, making sure nothing was missed. The movement of her body that was originally gentle on my body now changed, the rhythm of her hips getting faster and making my breath even more labored.

In a prison of gripping sensations, I couldn't deny the pleasure pulsing through every vein. A deep sense of desire resonates within me, driving me to ask him to touch me deeper, more intensely. I climaxed, but Orion still hadn't stopped. His movements quickened, pushing me to the edge of helplessness.

Orion whispered in a teasing tone, a smirk creeping across his face, "Remember how you insisted on resisting my touch? Now look, you're drowning in pleasure, baby!" The man kept moving, while I collapsed into his softness and strength.

For several hours he continued to fu*k me, until finally, Orion Dante, managed to climax, spilling his sperm into me. I could feel him move to wrap his arms around me, as he lay next to me, bringing my body closer to his. I don't know what happened afterwards, perhaps we both fell asleep from exhaustion.

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