Chapter 9

I was almost close to the front door when he lifted me up, making me scream.

“Not a good girl after all.” 

He hoisted me up and put me over his shoulder.

“You’re a pervert! How can you do this to women!! You came out of one and this is what you do!!” I said as I noticed we’re going back to the basement.

We got inside then he placed me back beneath the dangling chain. He pulled the robe off of me.

I almost ran but he held me tight.

I fight to put my hands down but he was casually chaining them up and I am out of breath.

He held my jaw tight, looking at me with a smirk. “It’ll only be women if you have many clones. Lucky it’s just you, cupcake.” 

I moved my face away from his hold.

“I’ve been very patient, asking you..” he said while he stripped his pants off.

My eyes unwantedly looked at his glory.. 

It’s fucking moving.

He approached me and quickly turned me around.

He sniffed my nape while he smacked my ass, making me gasp.

He bit my shoulder right after making me squeal. 

I pulled my arms down hoping my hands would slide off the cuffs but instead I ended up hurting my wrists so I groaned in pain.

He turned me back around and lifted one of my legs by putting his arm under my knees and he did it to the other one.

Now I’m damn open, clinging onto him, getting lifted like a dumbbell.

I shuddered internally feeling his dick poking on my ass.

I decided to just stay quiet, it’s no point to bicker at him when he has the upper hand.

I’m facing a damn killer.

“Are you mad, cupcake?” He muses.

“Just get it over with.” I said plainly, avoiding looking at him.

“Tsk tsk, that’s not good to hear.” 

I wanted to roll my eyes at him but I refrained myself.

He placed me back down, sighing. I looked at him confused, what now??

He unlocked my cuffs again then he looked at my wrists.

It got a slight red mark around it.

He scooped me off of my feet out of nowhere.

We walked out of the basement and I’m wondering, concerned even why my guards are still knocked off.

“What did you really do to them..” 

“Chloroform.” 

“Where did you get one??” 

“In the other room.” 

Oh, I forgot about those chemicals..

I narrowed my eyes at him because he snoops around my house and he just snickered at me.

We went back to my room and he placed me down while he welcomed himself to lay beside me.

Since when did we get to this stage??

I scooted a bit away from him and he scooted the same closer to me, making me grunt.

“Can you not?” 

He faced me sideways, propping his hand up to lean his head.

“Still not in the mood for sex?” 

“Why would I be in a mood with you?? And just because you answered my query doesn’t change the fact that you killed my aunt.” 

“You say it like I wasn’t asked to.” He sounds like a toddler.

“You’re not sane. If you want sex forcefully, do it on my body but I’m not participating to give you the satisfaction you’re seeking.” I let my back face him.

He hugged my body and pulled me effortlessly to him.

“If you only knew.. how your aunt begged me to accept it.. she was miserable. You have to give it to her.” He whispers like he’s also affected by it.

“How can you just.. kill?” 

“I never knew her silent troubles..” I spoke after seconds of silence.

“You don’t bring misery to people you love.” He retorted.

I was silent with his words.

“Are you bored?” I asked again after the silence.

“Kind of, why?”

“Go find other women then.” we’re hugging far too long.

I thought he’d chuckle as a usual response but he just squeezed me a little tighter.

I wait for what he has to say but I loudly “huh?” When I hear him softly snore behind me.

Is it??- Did he??- Did he just fall asleep on me? 

Wow, the nerve of this guy to just welcome himself like this, sleep on my bed and knock my men unconscious is something else.

I turned to face him and his face looked so tired, it’s far from the arrogant demeanor he always has.

Could it be that he also regrets killing people?

No.. it can’t be.

I sighed, pulling the blanket on me as I gave us a space in the middle.

Just what am I doing with a killer..

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“Ah!!!” 

I sprung off the bed hearing that horrid scream- where’s my robe?! I almost tripped as I wrapped my blanket on my naked body- argh! That devil of a man!

That’s Jen’s scream.

I went to the kitchen as I heard her speaking so many things and I saw that she’s pointing a knife to the devil who’s half-naked, calmly chewing on a pastry, looking at Jen like she’s the one crazy.

“Jen, hey Jen, calm down for a bit, okay, calm down..” 

I tried to get close to her but she shouted that I stay back for my safety.

The knife she’s holding is also quivering.

“Jen, he’s.. listen we talked and I got my answer, okay. He’s standing here.. freely because.. uh.. wait why am I trying to make you look clean?!” I caught myself right there.

He leered at my own thoughts.

“Hi Jen, nice to see you again.” He said to her, only to make her shiver more.

“You’re scaring her.” I warned him and he took the last bite of his pastry.

“M-Ma’am, why are you talking to him? And why are you naked?” 

“Oh, well, see, last night was just too hot for me so I slept naked..” I hugged my blanket tighter and I heard the devil snicker. Fucker.