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It had been a difficult way back to room. She saw from her peripheral how maids and servants eyed the way he carried her. She hid her face in his back to avoid the embarrassment. The damage was already done. Even though everyone knew what husband and wife do she still found it embarrassing to give them all a glimpse of just how he liked it, there was no doubt in the corners of this mansion this would be a topic of gossip. She wanted to curse him all the way through from the bottom of her heart. Before she knew it she landed softly on their bed. Pulling down the zip of her dress he swiftly removed it from her body, savoring every moment of her growing shyness. He had known her every curve, the smallest mole on her small body but her mind still tried to cover herself from his dirty gaze. He made it his aim to have her helpless. His mind rustled with ideas of pleasuring her, with ways of constraining her when she resisted his touch. He silently made a mindlist of things he needed in bed
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Just as he had promised, she felt protected in his absence. He was gone the morning she woke, but the two guards at the door of their bedroom constanly kept track of her movements.The freedom from her husband was merely an illusion as the guards replaced his place with equal or rather more amount of discomfort and intimidation. They were attentive in that they would keep their distance from her at all times and yet ensure she ate well, slept on time and didn't come in the vicinity of Dominic frantino. Just as she had expected, his intentions weren't as holy as his innocent smile. Their little coincidental eye contacts around the garden and kitchen would always make her squirm under his gaze. He'd eye her guards up and down and decide against bothering her. She wondered how long this would go around, she couldn't always roam with body guards, would Dominic then become a threat to her?, would he be so crudely stupid of his intentions to cross the don? It was unlikely. She couldn't he
STUCK Chapter 17
"Stay. Fucking. Still" It wasn't what he said. It was the way he said it, the power with which his voice echoed in the corners of her body that spoke for itself. He was angry. Why...she was yet to find out. But whoever seemed to be the culprit she was about to become a victim. She bit on her tongue as another brutal slap reverberated in the room. An angry tear brimmed her eye. She closed her eyes to keep it to herself. There was no point in being whiny, neither was in asking him what was wrong. He was clearly on the edge. Either he was taking anger from his line of work on his sexual life or wanted to strongly relieve his drive after days of abstinence, which Tara believed was impossible. He would definitely have a mistress around whenever he wanted to relieve, she was just one of his whores that got the privilege to be respectfully acknowledged as one. She kept her mind working, figuring out the reasons, trying to keep her mind off her current vulnerable predicament that she kne
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She didn't see him rest of the week. Traumatized, as she was, she had exactly understood her value in frantino mansion. She was probably to be treated worse than his whore. She should have found her situation suffocating and yet she didn't. She hadn't expected a lot from him even before knowing who he was. She had always imagined her husband emotionally distant, unavailable, selfish and if nothing else atleast cruel. He had been successful in planting terror to her bones. Even after being busy the whole week, a simple fifteen minute task of hard spanking had put her in place. He didn't feel any wrongness in punishing her, for all the perks she had manipulatedly earned from him, she could take his ways of punishments to the least. She had it coming anyways. Her ignorance towards him had gotten on his nerves. She should be thankful for not getting Shot in between her eyes.But she had understood her say faster than he had expected from someone as strong willed as her. She hadn't trie
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She had accepted kitchen as her other room. Kitchen would easily eat half of her day. Today had been particularly a warm day. After a week of that terrifying morning she had finally come in terms with living her day without constanly biting on the way he had punished her like a child. Her ass had taken its sweet time in reminding her of just how humiliation she had suffered. It took loads of tubes of soothing gel to fade his handprints off her. Her job particularly had helped. When she worked, atleast for the time being she'd forget where she was. And when even that didn't help,with all its flavors and scrumptiousness food would come to the rescue. Cooking was a whole lot of inclusive task she preferred to get her head together. Spending all her day either in front of screen or cutlery had come to an aid and not that time didn't. Time had definitely passed somewhat just the way she wished, without him. It fastened her healing both physically and mentally. She had forced herself to mov
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And he had. He had done just as she instructed. He'd have danced on her fingertips if she demanded. He went slow when she asked, he went wild when she wished. He rocked her world and she complied, to her needs, to her body, to herself. It hadn't been difficult, precisely the opposite. Except for a voice in her head that kept telling she was wrong, she followed her body's instincts blocking everything else her mind's logical part screamed. When he carried her out the kitchen he had already won her. She went on with whatever happened, and moaned when her nerves tingled. She knew this wasn't her, this was never the plan, but she had allowed herself to get lose, to live through her sex life like a normal woman, just this once. By the time he was done with her, night had befallen, engulfing them in the dark. He didn't mind turning the lights on when he had learnt all the places of her body so well. He watched as she heavily breathed underneath him, drenched in the mix of their sweat, look
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The first thing Tara woke up to was pain. She was surprised her body even allowed her the privilege of sleep. She was convinced the constant stinging won't stop all night nor would it get better. Her feminine parts throbbed violenly at the remembrance of last night. An eyeful tear quickly trickled down her eyes even before she opened it. Slowly when her eyelids opened , she was greeted with the beast of her nightmares . He eloquently sat at the corner club chair. His intertwined legs rested on the table in front as his eyes sincerely watched tabloid in his hands. Another tear trickled through the creek of her nose leaving the enmity on its wake. Her fist tightened around itself to contain the scream that scratched her insides. His simple act of sitting back and relaxing said so much for how much he cared after using her body like a rag doll. Infuriation was an insultingly small word. She reminded herself to not expect anything of him for she knew he didn't owe her anything. If anyon
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Her hand shook as she picked up the phone. Letting it touch her ear she listened to the silence on the other side. It reminded her of the time he had first called her. That whole night replayed in her head. She only wished that tonight wont be the repeat telecast of the horrible memories she had so carefully buried inside the darkest part of her mind. Her lower region painfully throbbed at the reminiscence. He breathed through, not seeming in a hurry to talk, as if the phone calls weren't invented to communicate in the first place. If he wanted to use this call to inject terror in her blood without his presence, he was successful in seconds. Like a poison that took long time to leave the body his terror stayed, not letting her heart beat slow down for a second. "What are you doing?" He asked from somewhere far beyond. His thick Italian accent reverberated with a tang of sleepiness. It was the first time he ever sounded sleepy. As much as she strained, imagining him tired was difficul
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