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I DIDN’T get surprised when someone knocks on my main door. No matter how many times I push him away, he will still squeeze and force himself towards me. I don’t even know how many more times I have to drive him away. Maybe it will be a miracle that I have to wait for him to change his mind and he will stop himself pursuing.
I force myself to stand up. Fortunately, I changed into more comfortable clothes. I am wearing a big white t-shirt paired with jogging pants. I put on a jacket underneath my shirt to cover my melons that have no brassier. It is not ercted but with the kind of attitude that Bellevera has., for sure, he will think of something else. I don’t want to be the reason for him to be tempted again. I don’t want to give a dmn and make a bad impression; I mean a carnal impression.
I made heavy steps approaching the door. I felt a heavy expression opening the door. I frowned my face after opening the door and crosses my arms over my chest. I don’t want to face him right now and honestly, I hate seeing him. No matter how I am avoiding, he always shows himself. What can I do?
I never went wrong when the person I opened up was the man who would ruin and continue to ruin my day. As expected, he will ruin my day again.
He raises his hand, putting it in my door as support, standing in the doorway while his eyes are fixed on me.
He bathed me first before stopping to look at my face. “Where have you been all night?” he asks, more than an interrogation as an opening question.
I didn’t answer his question; I was ready to close the door when he stops the door before it get closed.
“F*ck, Celestine! Don’t close the door on me while I’m still talking to you,” he said between greeted teeth.
He widely opened the door for him to get inside and I almost fell in shock when he slammed the door close. It made a blast sound that irritates my ears.
“You think you can hide and run away from me, Celestine?” He turned to me as I avoided his gaze that bit my whole body and soul. “Look at me, while I am calm.”
Calm? Where is the calm? Maybe he was just referring to spelling. He was just teaching me to be afraid of him. I am not happy in his presence. The more I don’t want to see him is the more he kept showing in front of my house and my face. I’d rather struggle to move to another house than see him keep coming into my house.
“Where did you sleep last night?” He repeat his question as if I didn’t hear the first one.
I avoided his gaze even more and just look at him emptily. “Don’t act like a jealous boyfriend, Bellevera. I am not your property,” I retorted.
“You can’t stay away from me. Put that in your mind. We have an agreement. You will marry me.” He even pulled my arm when I bowed my head to look at the floor. “From the day you give yourself to me, you become my property, Celestine.”
I withdrew my arm from him. “What else do you need from me? You’ve got what you want. You have claimed me in full. What else do you need?” disgusted I asked him, then stepped back and just sat down.
He bowed slightly and slowly sat up so our eyes can meet each other’s gaze. “Be mine, Celestine. I want you to be mine. Mine alone. I will let this one slip from wherever you slept last night. But remember that you are mine,” he reminded.
“How selfish can you get, Bellevera? Because of people like you, my life is ruined.”
He gripped my arm tightly. “What else are you acting for? You’re going to get married while I am letting you do what you wanted except dating.”
“I don’t want to marry you or anyone else.”
“Why? Have you found someone else to be proud of?!” Her tone of voice rose slightly, which I no longer liked.
My unit isn’t soundproof and looks like everyone can hear the noises, especially my neighbor’s noise.
“What do you want in return for just having a night with me? Money, jewelry, luxury life? Name it and I will give everything you wanted for.”
I want to be stabbed in the sense that he is not what I need. But how? How can I tell him that I’m not really interested in him? I don’t like men because they have no respect. I also don’t like Bellevera because I’m not the one he loves. He’s only after my body and my looks that can be displayed massively.
His face darkened. Looks like I need to run out of him. “You will come with me to my condo. You will not stay...” He glanced at my entire unit and then continued, “In this ugly and dirty place.”
I struggled, but he clasped my arm and drags me. “What! I don’t want to go with you. Stop it!” It’s like we’re having a tug and war. He was pulling me going out of my apartment and I was pulling myself back.
“You’ll come if you don’t want me to lift you going in the car.”
No matter how I struggled, he won again.
He drags me down the stairs and into his car. The only thing I am thanking for is he let me bring my phone, even though I knew he didn’t want me to linger on whatever I was planning to do.
I AM speechless and still frowning when I am sitting beside him inside the car. He won’t paint my face so why am I going to smile? I will never smile at Bellevera in any case and there is no reason to smile too.
He switches his gaze from the road then my face. “I can see that my cat is getting brave.”
“I am not your cat—” I was stunned without saying a word as he grabbed the thing between my thighs. I wasn’t prepared for him to do that. What a perv*rt animal Bellevera could be!
“This is my cat and I can let that puke over and over.”
Even if I close my legs, I will not be able to move freely when his hand landed there. Enjoying the thing he is touching. Squeezing and groping as his gaze transferred on the road and to me checking my reaction.
I whack his hand silencing it and stops him from doing unethical things. The next thing he did was his crisp laugh as if he enjoying pestering me.
He withdrew his thick hand touching there and started to lift it to touch my face which I just avoided because of his dirty hand.
“I like that. I like it when you are like that. Fighter! I will also make sure that you will fight in bed when we are together under the one roof.”
“I just gave you what you want, don’t look forward to the next one.”
The bastard smiled as if unaffected by what I said. “Do you want to bet on who will win between the two of us?”
Holding my breath I faced the window. I cross my legs. It’s hard and he might lay his dirty hand on top of it again. If I could only find Mr. Kanor, I would want to knock him down if I chose to.
But in Bellevera’s way, it looks vague. The bullet might even retreat from him and death might kick him out. It looks like the demon will throw him out for the wickedness he did.
“I will arrange our engagement tomorrow,” Bellevera said a moment later. Is his mouth numb? And he always seems to say something that irritates me.
I forcibly glance at him until my eyes caught his eyes seriously focuses on the road. It doesn’t seem like a joke as what he said. It seems like we will get engaged in no time. What I will do? What should I do?
I rolled my eyes at her car window.
“Don’t think of running away because even in hell, I can follow you. You know that.” He seems to have caught the thoughts inside my mind.
He could read my mind as if he had telepathy. Then, why he doesn’t read that I don’t like him and he just always pushes himself towards me?
I need to think. I have to think. How can I escape from him?
Where can I go away from him and he can’t find me whatever he’ll do?
“Never try to run away, Celestine. If you don’t want to meet Satan,” he keeps reminding making it to mock me on.
If he only knew, I have seen Satan a long time ago since Brent used me. He just didn’t know how many thousands of times I was stabbed and killed because of so much pain and embarrassment that I have to endure and swallowed.
“I can take everything you have in an instant Celestine.” I even heard him flick in the air. “Just a flip. I’m ready to use all my influence just to get you.” It looks like a warning than a reminder. I need to be brave and fight no matter what.