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His Petty

I S A B E L L A

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like I passed out and was reliving in someone else's life, except...their face looked exactly like mine. I thought that I died and was in hell, and it lasted forever in my head. It was just constant torture for hours and hours, actually- I've got no idea how long I was even there.

I woke up laying on Cole's bed, all I could see was blood...everywhere. Cole barged into the room with the angriest face I've ever seen him make. His eyes widened and his face softened.

All I could think about was whose blood that was on his shirt. I looked around the room. The last thing I remember was talking with Juls...telling her I didn't want to go with her but... did he kill her because of that?

"I didn't kill her," he said, throwing his shirt off onto the floor. "One of you come to get this up, can't you see it's scaring her?" He shouted and two people I didn't even notice were right beside me came rushing to clean it all up. He sat down on the bed and looked at me.

"You don't remember anything do you?" He asked and I shook my head. "Just as I expected," he said, nodding.

"Where's Juls?" I asked placing my hand on his. "Is she okay? What did you do to her?"

"Actually, on the contrary, I didn't do a single thing to her. You nearly ripped her head off though," He said, scratching his head.

"I- what?" W-what?

He shook his head, "It doesn't matter. Forget about it, nothing happened today... You passed out, and I laid you onto the bed. Juliana is fine and recovering, " he said, looking away from me.

Somehow, something in me could feel that he was lying but he didn't look too happy early, he might get pissed off if I tried to pry it out of him.

"I don't ever want that to happen...ever again," I said curling my knees up and burying my head into them.

"What happened?" He asked quickly, and I shook my head. "I don't want to talk about it," I said, tears rolling down my eyes. I looked up at him and his eyes widened for a quick second.

"It was awful."

He clenched his jaw and looked away from me again, "I get that but, it's not like I'm giving you a choice of whether you want to talk about it or no-"

"Why are you so. fucking. selfish?" I asked frowning at him, "Ever since you supposedly saved my life, all it's ever been is about serving you. When you call me I have to come, if you want me, I have to want you... Why can't you just at least pretend to care about what other people want and feel?"

"Why would I pretend to care if I don't care?" He asked, frowning. Does he genuinely not see a problem? "If it doesn't benefit me, why would I waste my time?"

"Because-"

"No really think about it...Everyone is so quick to say that people should be a certain way. Okay, I'm not the way you want me to be, why is that so much of a problem for you? I did save your life, and honestly, you could've escaped with your friend but you didn't. So I suggest you stop fucking complaining all the time, or you'll have an actual problem to complain about. I'm not making you sleep in a damn doghouse, but if you keep pissing me off I will. So don't test me."

I just stared at him, what was I supposed to say? He was right... I sighed and looked down. "S-sorry..."

He caressed my face and brought me closer to him, "Tell me what happened."

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I was crying by the time I was done telling Cole everything. He didn't say anything at all after I finished. Surprisingly, he just let me cry into his chest until I eventually fell asleep. I couldn't help but think he knew something... about something.

There was something he wasn't telling me. Maybe if I asked him tomorrow he'd tell me.

That's what I thought before I slept. When I woke up, Cole was gone but I was still in his bed. I was wrapped under a heap of blankets. My head felt groggy and it hurt to stand but I managed. Everything looked like it was back to normal.

There were clothes laid out on the bed for me, it was just a plain black long-sleeved mini dress. I took the longest shower ever, I felt so dirty although Cole said I was only in the bed the whole day. I was surprised the dress wasn't more revealing, but I wasn't complaining. I couldn't find him anywhere in his house, and I was starting to think that he'd left me here by myself. I sat down in his study, at his desk- the place where I'd thought he would be all day, and laid my head on his desk. There were a ton of books piled on top of each other, I couldn't read what it said but, it looked creepy almost.

There were a bunch of pictures of some pretty-looking girls. They all looked like the type I'd seen when I was "dreaming." They had large wings and everything. I shot up off the desk when the door opened.

I almost screamed when I saw some dude walk in, holding his head, but I had to remember... these weren't humans we're dealing with.

His eyes widened when he saw me and he looked around, "Where's Cole? Did he do anything to you afterward?"

I frowned, this must've been something he was keeping from me. Yesterday he was so insistent on asking if I remembered anything, then this guy just walks in talking like I've met him before... we must've met yesterday.

"Umm, no I'm fine. He just let me sleep," I said, looking away from him. He set his head down on the table next to me and his body sat down in one of the chairs.

"I told you that he'd behead me if you did that."

"That's my fault?" I asked horrified and he paused, squinting at me, "Of course it's your damn fault- you don't remember a single thing do you?"

I looked at him silently for a while then nodded. "Are you even still the same Isabella?"

"What are you talking about?"

He slammed his own head onto the floor and groaned. "Ah, he's going to kill me."

"I don't get it? Please tell me... I have no idea about anything anymore, and I'm so confused-"

"Oh no. I'm not giving in to you anymore. I value my life more thank you very much."

"What's all this about valuing your life? What are you guys talking about?" Cole asked as he came into the study, "And who said either of you could sit in my study."

"I- I just came in before you did and she was already in here. Nothing's happening." The man said, throwing up his hands.

"I really don't doubt that with her," Cole said, rolling his eyes, downing a glass of whatever he was drinking.

"I was just... looking for you," I said quietly, looking away from him when I saw a smirk appear on his face. He walked over towards me and lifted me before sitting down and placing me on his lap.

"Good girl," he cooed, kissing my neck. He wrapped his arms around me and cleared his throat.

"So what is it, Casey?"

Casey...I'm guessing that was his name, looked so uncomfortable. His eyes met mine and he looked away, "It's not really anything important, I was just checking in on things," He said, scratching his head.

When Cole didn't say anything, Casey gulped, " I'll just...excuse myself then."

Cole shook his head, "Oh no, sit back down." He said, I could feel his hands sliding up my dress. "Since you came all this, it'd be a waste wouldn't it?"

"I don't think-" He stopped speaking when I let out a sharp breath as Cole rubbed me through my underwear.

"You know... I was thinking Casey, reschedule that event for today."

"But..."

"Did I ask?" Cole asked harshly and Casey stumbled for a pen. Cole sighed and focused himself on me. He kissed my neck again, biting down on it softly. His fingers sped up against my clit and he inserted them inside me. You could hear the sound of him thrusting his finger inside me and I wanted to bury my head in something so badly. Casey's face was so red, but he didn't look up at one time.

"Does it feel good?" Cole whispered in my ear, but not quiet enough where Casey couldn't hear. I didn't want to answer him because I knew if I asked him to stop he would get mad.

"Come on. Don't be shy pet, I'm sure Casey over here understands you have your needs."

"Y-yes..." I said quietly, clenching my hands into fists, how could he do something this embarrassing?

"Do you want me to make you cum?" He asked, rubbing his other hand against my thigh. He quickened his pace as he said this and I bit down on my lip to hold in my moan.

"No," I replied, and he chuckled. Everything he was doing was for some reason making me get even wetter. My body didn't care that someone else was in the room.

"I think you want me to, " Cole said, "Your body is being completely honest with me. You're making a big mess on my pants if you didn't know."

"Cole...please don't."

He only became more focused as I said that, he worked his fingers against my sweet spot, making it impossible for me not to moan. He groped my breast over my dress and marked small bites on my neck.

"Did you touch her like this huh, Casey? Did she enjoy you more than me?"Cole asked, making Casey's eyes widen. He shook his head quickly, "N-no."

"Isabella...who do you belong to?" He asked, turning his attention back to me, I was so close to cumming, I couldn't even focus on his question. I gasped when he stopped.

He repeated himself over again, this time his tone harsher.

"You," I said, breathlessly. I could almost imagine the smirk on his face, "Louder."

"You."

He sighed, "Good girl...Casey, you do well to remember that. She's mine."

He nodded and looked at me for a second before looking away, "Understood."

Cole stood up and sat me on his desk facing him. "Finish." He said before sitting back down. My eyes widened and I could feel myself tearing up. I wanted to hide forever somewhere other than this place.

"I c-can't..." I said shaking my head, "P-Please don't make me."

He clenched his jaw and waved his hand for me to leave, "Go to my room and get changed...there should be another dress waiting there for you. Don't leave the room until I get there."

I nodded and ran quickly out of the study. I couldn't believe he expected me to do that in front of someone I didn't even know. And if I did meet him, and it seemed like I did yesterday, what happened that was so bad he wanted to embarrass me like that?

I couldn't even focus on getting changed, I just buried myself underneath his covers and cried.

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😃 umm idk what to say