Part 3 (1/2)

”Again!” he yelled while thrusting into her forcefully.

”I belong to you sir,” with that he gave one last thrust and Miranda could feel his c.o.c.k expand so much, before he spilled his seed deep within her.

He remained inside her until his heart stopped beating frantically. He kissed her mouth before rolling off of her. He bought his arms around her and engulfed her in his embrace. f.u.c.k he had never not used a condom. Why couldn't he think clearly when it came to Miranda? He kissed the top of her head and drifted to sleep.

Miranda lay in his arms so afraid to move. She really wanted to clean herself and remove any traces of him off her. She was sore and devastated at losing her virginity to a man who she feared. Yet why did he affect her like this? She wanted him to hold her and she wanted him die at the same time.

Slowly allowing herself to relax in his arms she finally fell asleep.

Miranda had awoken later than usual. Her whole body was aching and she felt sticky on her legs. Memories of last night flooded her and she felt her face heat up. Oh my! He was still in the bed. Miranda awkwardly tried to move his arm so she can get up without waking him. He finally budged and turned freeing her from his embrace.

Miranda quietly got off the bed and made her way to the bathroom. Her legs were throbbing, her muscles ached all over. She recalled Alec's legs parting her own while he slammed his c.o.c.k into her. Her legs had never been opened that wide and her muscles were not happy about it at all.

She felt his come on her thighs icky and gooey. She turned on the shower and literally scrubbed herself. Her p.u.s.s.y was so tender it hurt to wash it. How had this happened? f.u.c.k you Marcus! All this because you couldn't control your addiction!

Finis.h.i.+ng from the shower and reluctantly turning off the water Miranda dried herself carefully. Wincing from the pain from her whole body. Miranda dressed herself. She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed a big ugly purple bruise on her right cheek. She slowly traced the bruise sucking in a breath at how tender it felt. Her lips felt bruised as well but not from his hands but from Alec's lips. He had kissed her so brutally as if marking her. Or branding her.

Miranda brushed her hair and left it down in hopes of hiding the bruise. She couldn't conceal it with makeup because of how painful it was to touch. Wearing a pair of shorts and a floral singlet Miranda finally found the courage to exit the bathroom.

Alec had left. Maria was busy changing the sheets when she turned to Miranda. ”Mr. deAngelo wants you down for breakfast when you're ready.” Maria's face showed no emotion. Not about the bruise on her face or the blood on the bed. Miranda felt herself blush and nodded. She put on sandals and made her way to the man who had stolen everything from her.

Crystal was at the table sipping her coffee and talking casually to Alec. ”Good morning,” Miranda greeted them softly. She took her seat opposite Crystal and Alec was in his normal position at the head of the table. One girl on either side. ”Good morning Miranda I hope you slept well?”

”Fine thank you,” she replied to Crystal. Miranda felt her face color and heat up. Alec didn't say much throughout breakfast. He spoke to Carlos who had joined them through the meal about business, the casino and other topics. Miranda couldn't concentrate enough to keep up. Her body ached and she kept replaying the way Alec controlled her body. The way he f.u.c.ked her. The way he soothed her and held her. Confusion clouded her mind. Miranda couldn't understand the power he held over her. She needed to get away and fast.

Catching him by surprise Miranda turned to Alec and spoke to him. ”May I please speak to you in? Um in private... when you get a chance sir?” Alec raised an eyebrow. He was suddenly intrigued. He noticed Crystal paying close attention to them. ”Anything wrong?” He asked.

”Just need to talk to you,” forcing herself to look at him, trying so hard not to get intimidated.

”After you kid,” he stood and pulled out her chair, he gestured her towards his office. ”Excuse us,” Alec said to Carlos and Crystal.

In his office Miranda was so afraid that she might lose her courage. She took numerous deep breathes calming herself. He entered the office and closed the door. She waited for him as he made his way around the desk and sat back in his leather chair. He looked so powerful. Wearing a fitting black tee s.h.i.+rt with jeans. His arms bulged through the top. ”Speak,” he ordered.

Miranda blew out a breath. ”The thing is um... The thing is that Marcus... Um that Marcus...” This was not going well at all.

”Kid you wanna say something then say it. I don't have all day.” Alec just wanted to know what she had to say.

”The thing is that Marcus has used me as a decoy I think. He cares nothing for me really and I think he just wanted you to give him time. He thought by trading me that you would a.s.sume that I'm of value to him and you would get off his back, I don't think he is going to get the money. I mean if he was he would have paid it by now.” Miranda felt sick telling him this. But desperate time's calls for desperate measures and Miranda wanted to desperately get away from Alec.

”Mother f.u.c.ker!” he yelled banging his fist hard on the desk. Miranda jumped, nearly falling off her chair. ”I'm gonna kill that son of a b.i.t.c.h!” He yelled.

”Please sir may I finish?” Miranda's heart was pounding. She needed to sort this out. She wouldn't allow her fear to stand in the way of her freedom.

Alec watched the girl try and summon her courage. He couldn't believe that Marcus the f.u.c.ker had played him. He didn't like to look like a fool and that's what the f.u.c.king d.i.c.khead Marcus did, he made him look like a f.u.c.king food. ”Continue,” he ordered Miranda.

”Okay I've been thinking and I will take on his debt as my own. I will get you the money if you'll allow me a time frame. I know Marcus shouldn't have done what he did but if you clear him I will be responsible to return your money.” Ok it was said. She watched as Alec leaned back in his chair studying her. He gave that lopsided grin which melted her insides.

”And what makes you think I'm willing to let you go?” He asked. ”What if I say I don't want the money? What if I say that you will not be going anywhere?” Miranda looked dumbly at him. This was not happening! This couldn't be happening.

”What? I said I'll pay you the money. I will sell my house.” Then it dawned on her, Alec didn't care about the money, it was about her staying, being under his total control. ”I can't stay here, please I'll do anything,” she pleaded through her eyes and her voice. Alec was running his hand through his hair. He seemed to do that a lot when he was frustrated. He didn't like her begging to leave him.

Miranda stood and walked to Alec. Surprising herself as she reached him and dropped to her knees. She wept. ”I'm begging you... I'm begging you to let me go home. I swear I'll pay back the money. Please, I can't stay here I just can't stay here.” She started weeping uncontrollably. That was it she had nothing left to bargain with. He would strip her soul bare if she remained here.

Alec couldn't handle it anymore she f.u.c.king wanted to leave him. And why wouldn't she? Alec thought. He had hurt her, he had raped her, or just taken from her, stole her virginity secretly. Yet just thinking about it stirred his c.o.c.k. Yes the monster was being fed, and the more he fed his monster the more the monster wanted.

Leaning forward Alec fisted her hair forcing her head up. ”You want to leave me? You want to get away?” He asked through clenched teeth. ”How about you stay two months locked in your room? For good measure?” Miranda tried to shake her head. She couldn't go through that again. ”No? Mmm? You don't like that?” He mocked. ”How about I f.u.c.king open up the bas.e.m.e.nt and leave you down there, no lights no heating and no f.u.c.king bathroom?” He looked furious. He was pulling her hair so hard Miranda could feel her scalp being stretched to its limits.

”That's not what you had in mind kid?” continuing to mock her.

Miranda was defeated. He had the upper hand and yielded all the power. She had nothing now. She needed to find a way to survive this ordeal.

He stood up while still fisting her hair and pulled her up harshly by her hair. Miranda had her hands on his to try to get him to loosen his hold. He shook her by the hair. He bought his face down to hers and spoke. ”You aren't going anywhere! And Until I can end this obsession I'm afraid your stuck here,” he still gripped her hair and spoke into her ear. ”And if you ever speak of leaving again I won't hesitate to introduce you the bas.e.m.e.nt! Are we clear?” He asked. His voice so menacing, so threatening Miranda.

”Yes.” Her voice barely heard. She had no choice but to cede. Way out of her league, how on earth was she going to solve this s.h.i.+t? He released her hair and started to smooth it out. Miranda so confused at his actions, waited for him to finish grooming her.

Alec pulled her into his arms enjoying the scent of her hair. Cherries he thought. ”You're not going anywhere Miranda, not until I'm done with you baby.” He heard her crying silently while holding onto his s.h.i.+rt.

Chapter 5.

The next few days Miranda fell into a routine. Breakfast and dinner were shared with Alec and on occasions Crystal and Carlos would join them. Through the day Miranda busied herself reading or swimming laps in the heated pool. She would always walk around the gardens and immerse herself in nature.

Alec hadn't attempted anything since the night of the ball. Miranda was grateful. Her body was still recovering from his abuse. Her muscles didn't ache as much and her bruised face was taking on an orange faded color.

Miranda craved company. Any company, she felt so alone. She missed her phone, she missed her IPad and IPod. She wanted to update her status on Facebook. Missing her freedom Miranda was slowly drowning in loneliness.

So just for some sort of stimulation so she didn't lose her sanity, Miranda decided she wanted to ask Alec if maybe she could go shopping. Drawing in a deep breath, she summed up enough courage to ask.

Making her way over to his office Miranda knocked on the door. ”Yes?” His voice always stirred something in Miranda. As she entered the office she noticed he raised an eyebrow. ”You wanted something?” He asked. He looked s.e.xy as h.e.l.l. The way his s.h.i.+rt was unb.u.t.toned and his white singlet underneath was fitted to his broad chest. ”I've warned you about looking at me like that.” Oh h.e.l.l busted again... Her face heated up instantly. ”Miranda... Today would be great.” He said impatiently waiting for her to speak.

”Yes I'm sorry sir. Um I was wondering if maybe I can go shopping? It's just um... There's really nothing for me to do and maybe a change in scenery...” He leaned back in his chair eyeing her out. Oh h.e.l.l.

”You need something from the shops?” He asked ”No sir,” she replied starting to feel disheartened.

Alec looked at Miranda, she seemed so sad. He stood and approached her. He watched her as she began biting the inside of her lips. It looked like she was pouting. ”Miranda I can't allow you to go around on your own.” Alec said as he placed his palm across her check to her nape. ”Maybe Crystal and Carlos can accompany you” Miranda's eyes shot up. Alec smiled at her look of disbelief.

”You're letting me go?” She whispered ”Not letting you go kid. Allowing you to earn my trust.”

Without giving it a second thought Miranda threw her arms around Alec and kissed him. s.h.i.+t! s.h.i.+t! s.h.i.+t! Why did she do that? Pulling away she looked into his eyes that seemed to turn black suddenly. ”I'm sorry,” was all she managed to say. Without warning Alec grabbed her and slammed her against the wall. He was so close she felt his body heat burn into her.

Undoing her shorts he pushed them down. Alec lifted her off the floor. Forcing her to wrap her legs around him to steady herself. Alec released his throbbing erection. He really wanted to go easy on her after being rough the other night. Yet his l.u.s.t consumed him. He thrust into her making her gasp. Never taking his eyes off her while he f.u.c.ked her. He could feel her tightness and groaned. Moving his hand down feeling his way to her p.u.s.s.y, oh how f.u.c.king hot. He continued on until he found her sweet spot.

Miranda didn't know how to feel. He was rubbing her c.l.i.t making her moan as he slammed into her. It was overwhelming. ”Who do you belong to?” f.u.c.king her harder and harder.

”I belong to you,” she said through heavy breathes. She felt her insides clench, oh she was losing control. He continued rubbing her nub and f.u.c.king her simultaneously.