King Khalil's Doll

Chapter 19: I own you

Prince Khalil did not know when those words had left his mouth, they were fast, sharp and before he knew what was going on, the words had left his mouth.

He did not lie when he said that Crystal Lake is beautiful, of course, she is, just that he did not expect it to leave his mouth without him having a chance to control his tongue.

"Yes, Crystal, I stand by my word, you are beautiful, but don't let it climb on your head okay?" he said staring at her.

Crystal rolled her eyes after hearing prince Khalil say such. She knew that he could always make things better, things are even more than better now, but then, she needs time to relax, enough time that would enable her to calm things down.

Prince Khalil used Crystal's silence to move on with his plan, and bringing his tissue towards Crystal's face, she did not flinch.

Wiping the blood from her face, Khalil's consciousness piqued him, this is all his fault and there is nothing he is going to say that will make things better for him now. The truth is evident, and if the wound was not on her temple, who knows where else the wound might have been? somewhere more terrible than what he is seeing now.

Just thinking about it causes prince Khalil to wrinkle his nose.

Since he was drowned in his thoughts, Khalil didn't notice that he was drifting his mind in another direction, causing him to punch Crystal's forehead with the handkerchief in his hand.

"Ouch! that hurts," she screamed in pain, holding his hand trying to push it away from her face.

Blinking several, Khalil became aware of what he had done, he panicked for a while, trying to make things okay with Crystal.

"Oh my God! I am so sorry, my mind just drifted for a second and... my bad, please forgive me," Prince Khalil said murmuring.

The lady in front of prince Khalil could not believe her eyes, was it really the prince apologizing to her? I mean, this is so abnormal, but then, Crystal had to brush these words from her mind so that she could talk properly to him.

She needs to know what is going on, it has to be so damn important but then, the bell of knowledge rang in her head signaling the bruise on her forehead.

"It's okay, just stop apologizing," she said kindly, trying to rise to her feet.

Crystal's movement was truncated when Khalil gently placed his right hand on her shoulder, silencing her.

"Please, don't go, let me help you out, I promise, I wouldn't touch your wound this time," Khalil said trying his best to redeem himself.

This was all lies, the lie was a blatant one, and whatever he said wouldn't make any sense to her at all. One bitten, twice shy.

"Stop, prince Khalil, I beg of you, please stop. You started this whole show by hitting my head on the closet, it didn't end there, you now had the guts to deepen your handkerchief in my wound. Please, I appreciate your kindness, but you have done more than enough. If you don't mind I will love to have some privacy," Crystal said.

Prince Khalil saw the shadow of hatred grow over Crystal, he wanted to obey her but realized that Crystal is his captive, he can do whatever thing he wants with it and how he wants it. On a second note, prince Khalil changed his mind, he was going to be that beast that no one ever wants to see.

Sulking his breath, he waited for the best time to hit his words indirectly into this lady's face.

"You!" prince Khalil said pointing his index finger squarely at the lady sitting in front of you.

"I am tired of taking things lightly with you, and I will tell you what I think right now, so open your ears to listen carefully. I don't know why I have been to apologize to you in the first place, even though I made you fall from the closet, it is an accident, and that is why you don't have to be mad at me. But after begging severally, I've just clearly noticed that you still have this dangerous pride that will make me have issues with you in future," prince Khalil paused to clear his throat.

"If you do not know, let simply tell you now, Crystal or whatever you call yourself, you are my captive or only my captive, you are my doll. I will protect you from bruises like this in the future, I wouldn't let anyone approach you except me because... you belong to me," prince Khalil muttered.

Crystal's eye popped as the words kept filing into her ears, she could barely believe what this man had said and as she opened her mouth to talk, her lower lip quiver in fear.

"I am not your doll neither will I ever..." Crystal's words broke out in her throat.

Prince Khalil's hand is around Crystal's neck, he kept squeezing it a little harder than the previous time making sure that no words could escape the lady's mouth.

Prince Khalil's emerald eyes now had a shade of green in them, it is obvious that he is mad at Crystal, there is nothing that she is going to say that is going to redeem her, but then, his authority could make his words penetrate into her head with just a small squeeze.

Prince Khalil wasn't certain that if he removes his hand from the lady's mouth it will make her listen to what he has to say, so he pressed her cheeks a little harder, forcing her to give him her entire attention.

"Now, I will advise you to listen carefully because I might not repeat myself. I don't know where you get the courage to talk to me__ prince Khalil anyhow, but one thing I wouldn't allow from you is disrespect," Prince Khalil shot.

His deep green eyes scared the hell out of Crystal, and she knew best not to interrupt him, not at all, because the breath In her lungs was too precious to give up on.

Khalil was yet to be done with her, the more he spoke, the more the words kept popping out of her mind, till she gave the last blow, the words were not only harsh, they could make someone go insane, and his culprit is Crystal, he cares less now.

Pressing her face with only one hand, Khalil exerted a little energy on it, making sure that his message was good to penetrate her ears.

"Good enough for you Crystal, I will tell you this, you aren't only my captive, you are my doll. If it doesn't mean anything to you, then let me break it down, I O-W-N Y-O-U!" prince Khalil shot staring directly into Crystal's face.

Immediately as he said the last part, two silver tears rolled of Crystal's eyes.

This is the most horrible thing anyone could tell someone in the face, but Khalil had done so, it didn't mean anything to her right now, nothing at all.

The pain that filled the lady's eyes was exactly the kind that Khalil always love seeing, it makes his heart to trip for a minute, making him believe that he likes it that way. But then, that is a straight lie, a mental lie, and it could only be used to shade his dark memories, nothing else matters now that he had said those things, in fact, he feels like Crystal had somehow merited it.

Crystal did not offer a word to Khalil, and as he still held her chin in his hands, he inquired to make sure that he had passed his message carefully.

"Is that understood?" he questioned.

When it took like forever for her to reply to him, Khalil had to force the answer from her throat. Squeezing her face harder, he inquired.

"Yes," Crystal murmured.

"Louder! I didn't get you," he repeated squeezing firmly.

Crystal whimpered in pain, and it was too much that she had to respond to him with immediate effect.

"It is understood, I swear, it is," Crystal blurted out in pain.

The moment prince Khalil heard that, and was also sure that his words had penetrated into Crystal's mind, he pushed out her head from his grasp, making her feel pain.

Not only was he trying to ignite fear in Crystal's body, prince Khalil knew that it was the best way for her to settle things between them. He had not lied when he had said she was beautiful, that was the utmost truth, but her character is not the best, not at all.

If he says that Crystal is his captive, it wouldn't make any resounding sound as if she were his doll. He has made his plans known already, and he is ready to push aside the memory of her killing her father aside.

This is actually the reason why he does not go talking about it with her because he might lose his temper just like the way he just did, and it will not help her in any way, except the fact that he might end up contemplating on whether he should use the crop on her or not.

If truly, prince Khalil desires to treat Crystal as his captive, she is going to suffer, more than what she is actually going to undergo right now, so the only thing is to allow her to be his doll.

He might play rough games with her, but it is better than wounding her everywhere.

"Enter the bad room and clean your face, I'll advise you to wash it simply, don't use soap," Khalil spat disgustingly at her.