“Sweet,” he muttered.
Then he unbuckled his pants. make. Every
He shoved them down just enough and then grabbed me by the waist, spinning me to face the wall. My cheek pressed against the cold wall while he lined himself up.
“Killian-“
He thrust in.
One brutal push.
I screamed. My nails scraped the wall. My legs shook.
But he didn’t stop.
He pounded into me again and again. His hands gripping my waist.
“You think you can belong to another man?” he hissed. “You think you can give this body to someone else when I’ve already claimed it?”
“Please… stop…”
But he only went harder.
His hand moved to my throat. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“Killian… please…”
“Say it.”
“Never! I’ll never be yours!”
His pace got harder.
“You belong to me!”
“I belong to NO ONE!”
“Fine Then I’ll fuck the denial out of you.”
“Killian Stop it!”
“I own you. No matter what lies you tell yourself. No matter who you think you love. This body knows me. This heart still beats for me. And I’ll remind you every fucking day until you accept it.”
He fucked me harder.
When he came, it was with a growl so deep it rattled through me.
Then he pulled out, fixed his pants, and turned me to face him.
His hands cradled my face gently now.
“Mine.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll destroy any man who thinks otherwise.”
“You’re a monster!”
“Then love the monster. ‘Cause he’s the only one who’ll ever touch you again.”
LIANA’S POV
I didn’t know when the tears started. But once they did, they wouldn’t stop. It was as if my body had given up trying to hold it all in.
Killian was breathing heavily. He wasn’t speaking. Just standing there with that strange look in his eyes., regret, guilt. But I didn’t care anymore.
Some mix of anger
He ran a hand through his hair, frustration pouring out of him. “Liana…” he whispered, stepping closer. “I’m sorry.”I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. I was trembling. My legs were shaking, and my arms wrapped around my body as if that could keep me together.
“I didn’t mean to… I didn’t mean to go that far,” he said, his voice cracking. “I lost control. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
I cried harder. My throat was tight. Everything inside me was screaming.
He reached for his hanger and pulled out one of his shirts. Quietly, he walked over and held it out to me. My eyes dropped to the shirt, then to the shredded pieces of fabric that used to be my clothes.
My bra was still half undone, my blouse completely useless. My skirt was rumpled and my panties were gone. I felt disgusting. Dirty. Used.
With shaky fingers, I fixed my bra the best I could, then snatched the shirt from his hand without head, not caring that it was big enough to swallow me. I adjusted my skirt with trembling hands. a word. I shoved it over my
“Liana-“
“Don’t,” I whispered. “Just don’t.”
The hate bubbling in my chest felt like it would choke me. I took one step back. Then another.
“I HATE YOU!”
He flinched.
And I ran
I didn’t even wait for him to react. I just opened the door and bolted.
My vision was blurry. My chest was tight. All I could hear was the sound of my breath and the pounding of my own heart.
Just as I reached the elevator, it opened, and a man stepped out.
I didn’t look up. I didn’t dare.
He stepped aside as I rushed past him, my head bowed, my tears falling freely now. I punched the button inside the elevator with a trembling finger and the doors closed.
And in that moment, I couldn’t take it anymore. I began crying
I slid down to the floor, curled up in the corner of the elevator like a child.
He broke me
He really broke me this time.
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